Word of the Day: Moron

If I had the choice I would really prefer working with animals.

Alas, this world is overrun by humans so there is a 99% chance you have to interact with one - and chances are greater that that one is a moron. Worse, a self-important moron with delusions of grandeur.

I work with different kinds of morons, the worse of which I have just mentioned above. A few are morons who are really nice so it's kind of easier to forgive them. I won't rant about that. I want to talk about the worthless, pathetic loser who thinks so highly of herself/himself just because of the title they carry.

Sometimes I think, are they being insufferable because they know deep down inside they are incompetent fools? They bully people, throw tantrums, order others around and avoid helping others just because they constantly want to instill their superiority. And when they do something remotely nice, they trumpet it around to let people know that they are "special". If it didn't annoy me so much, I will actually find it sad. These people are driven by their need to be on top, to be recognized, to matter. If someone so much as threatens that, they bulldoze that person to the ground.

What an exhausting way to live! It is a bit of a comfort that people who treats others badly to assert their superiority will get their comeuppance. After all, in this imperfect world there is still some justice. The ridiculous, spoiled moron I work with has no real friends to speak of. I'm sure no one is patient enough to suffer all the abuse. Everyone has a limit.

It always pays to nice and to be of service to others. People don't look back fondly at memories of megalomaniacs who do nothing but assert their assumed prominence. They remember the ones who care, the ones who took time to smile kindly at them, the ones who help them in times of need.

Pompous fools are easily forgotten.

Songbird

I've been recently taken by the haunting song "Songbird" by Eva Cassidy. While browsing through the internet to know more songs sung by her I found out she already passed away last 1996 at the age of 33. 33! So young and yet so much to offer to this world.

Much as it is romantically tragic to die at an early age, I don't want to die yet. I want to live the rest of my life furthering the cause of animal welfare. I haven't even started. I want to help animals until my last breath.

Sort of at a Crossroads

I think I'm in a career rut. I'm not unhappy with my current job, it's familiar and comfortable - too comfortable though. I know I must make changes and improvements but I don't know where to start.



One one hand I'd like to pursue my life long dream of working for animal welfare. Like Tata, I want to be a hero for animals. To begin, I would have to start equipping myself for this because the only thing I have to show for it is my 3-year volunteer stint with the Philippine Animal Welfare Society (PAWS). If I want it to be my career, I have to start studying again - distance learning is an option.

For now though, the most practical thing is to continue the path to hotel administration. I have the commensurate experience, all I have to do is to start networking and start sniffing around for openings. Working for a hotel is good - but this is only second best.

I have to think about it and pray about it some more.

My Initiation into Indian Food

I never thought I'd say this but Indian food is good! Last night I had the chance to sample the offerings of Rasoi Indian Restaurant in our sister hotel, Coral Deira Dubai.

I've always had a narrow-minded notion that Indian food is nothing but spice and chilies and strong smells. After all, the only Indian food I'm exposed to is the funky, mysterious looking slop served in the cafeteria. In Rasoi, it was all pleasantly different.

I didn't bring my camera so I got these photos off the net.

First we were served baskets of poppadom to whet our appetite:

Munching on these were so addictive! I just couldn't stop - especially when you dip it in fragrant mint sauce. I also couldn't resist stuffing my face with baby pickled onions.

Then we proceeded to the starters. Since I am a vegetarian, I had to content myself with the cocktail vegetable samosas (below). The chicken and fish tikka looked really good that I had to consciously remind myself why I became a vegetarian in the first place.

By the time I finished my appetizers, my face and scalp felt hot and sweaty. It wasn't even that spicy. No worries - it was now time for a glass of lassi to cool our bodies down.

photo credit: www.myrecipe.com

Lassi is the Indian version of a sweet yogurt smoothie (although i was told that lassi can also be salty). It reminded me of thick Yakult. I love Yakult - ergo, I loved this lassi.

Ok! Now I was really full. But since fullness never stopped me from eating before, I looked forward to the main course: Biryani Rice, Dal Makhani and Palak Paneer with sides of Naan, Roti and Parata.

photo credit: www.angithi.com

I know the Palak Paneer looks like swamp sludge but it's actually a flavorful combination of spinach and cottage cheese. Best served with roti or parata.

Dal Makhani - I ate this with the biryani rice and I wiped the rest with warm roti.

photo credit: www.bombayclub.com

Indian breads:

photo credit: www.indovacations.com

The last touch in this fantastic meal is a serving of Ras Malai, an indian milk dumpling dessert with pistachios.

photo credit: www.indianfoodforever.com

Of course I had to have some green tea to settle my stomach. After all that, it was quite a chore to drag myself back home.

I look forward to my next Indian meal!