Conversations at Sheikh Rashid Terminal, Dubai:
Immigration Guy: Are you angry? (Heard it as ‘Hungry’ and wondered if he heard my stomach growling or something)
Me: Umm, no.
Immigration Guy: Are you sure? Who made you angry?
Me: Oh, angry? Haha, no not angry. (Breaks into smiles as a natural response)
Immigration Guy: (Smiles back, and hands passport back to me).
Ahh, I see what you did there. Couldn’t help thinking about it all the way back home.
Are you angry? Who made you angry? No? Not angry? Why aren’t you smiling then? 🙂
How many times do we forget to relish and enjoy the presence of the present? How do we choose to live by the moment, and who do we choose to become? Would you still smile when the music ends, or when there doesn’t seem to be any reason to, or will you learn to be better able to find a reason to smile?