I'm back

and what a trip it was. There are a billion pics to upload, so this post is not going to be a photodump for now.

Thanks go to:-

-Zia and the Rahman family for putting me up (or putting up with me) for two weeks, enjoyed the grocery shopping, the chats in front of the TV, big thanks to the sisters for the phone tips and in general for giving me a roof over my head for nothing. Next time bro, just give me the floor, I really don't mind! Keep in touch, your phone may ring next year! Your mother was right , I really felt like a part of the family....

-My dear,dear,dear sister. There is really nothing and no one like you in the world. We did and still do argue about a lot of things but I can never replace you. I'd rather fight with you for the rest of my life than have no one to fight with. Being in Liverpool with you, seeing you in charge of everything....mom and dad couldn't be prouder if they saw you themselves. I certainly am VERY proud of you. I'm actually having trouble trying this blog because I'm crying....

And it's not the Sky TV I'm missing either hehehe...(sikit sikit lah)

-Sani the Podiatrist in training. I never thought I'd see the English coast again, or a naked Borat for that matter....keep your head up and see you in December! Thanks for a great day in Eastbourne!

-All the staff of Southern, Virgin and London Transport for not striking when I was travelling or giving me advice and directions, and for the smooth movement. People complain about you but coming from this piece of train-less, bus less rock I am eternally in your debt.

-Johnny Cash, The Beatles, Paul Gilbert for being the soundtrack to my trip and as it stands my entire life!

-Scuzz TV, Redemption TV, Bravo, Five Life for giving me something the wall of hate here restricts ever so much.

-Bondy for attempting to put me up; you're still my pal and if there is any justice in the world we'll meet again and lepak for real!

-Orange Mobile and the guy in West Croydon for giving me a great phone for cut price and keeping me connected.

-Dude in Picadilly Circus- you know who you are, dude. You helped me fulfill one of my greatest desires; to see Arsenal at their own stadium. Of course they're losing at home right now...I hope I wasn't a jinx! You rule, theatre ticket man....

-Virgin Megastore, HMV, Fopp, Rockers, Sound Control, Turnkey, indie stores for once again, giving me a catalogue of dreams to stare at and occasionally purchase.

-Forbidden Planet : you still own my comic soul.

-Alice, Andrew, India and the Red Fireball for spending my last night with me in the Goldsmiths Tavern (where else!?) and discussing everything from Tamil film, herbal highness, audio voyeurism, dancing to 80s rock. Really reminded me of the days when I did this every night, ah to be young again.

-Alice in particular; it was great to meet you again, pity there was no Ana but I have your offer in my pocket and will cash it someday, rest assured :)

-Barek, Atha, Zhuhur, Farouk, Qamry, Rukshana, Hussain, Hakeem and all you professionals out there. Thanks for the bowling and the dinner at Nur. Gave Zia's SATNAV a workout, that's for sure!

-The entire city of London: I will love you forever as your son and citizen, I hope one day to be able to call myself a resident in your borders, you truly are the key to my life and my access to the world. My soul belongs in Makkah and Medinah but London is where I felt human, where I could enjoy life to the fullest. My life as it is , will be geared to honouring my memory in your city.

love you all, take care and remember me if you never hear of me again...

Life Changes I suppose

In a the space of 24 hours I will return to the last place my former life exits- that land of football streakers, Z list celebs and more than a few protesters. England!

Expect my mood to increase 100 fold.

I will pray for a safe journey and a very slow return. Heathrow=hope. BIA=shadow.