life, relationship

Missing

I missed home.

I missed my mum.

I missed my siblings.

I missed my mum’s cooking.

I missed climbing to my mum’s bed and cling to her like a baby.

I missed giggling with my nephews and nieces.

I missed our dances.

I missed my car.

I missed my room.

Til next time. Au revoir.

 

life, relationship

A Footprint and A Promise

When we were teens, life was simple. Parents are always there when we need them and family and friends are the usually cast of characters of our youth. We started to develop crushes and infatuations and as we grew, it all turn up to become relationships.

In relationships, young as we are, we tend to open our hearts completely. And girls would wait for that one day, someone would popped the question in a very romantic scene and with tears in the woman’s eyes, she would respond ‘Yes’…

Men will look forward to taking the girl of his dream to that union where he is willing to give up all of this freedom for the woman that he loves.

It seems to be a fairy tale, and yes it can happen… And life is all about reality… With different pressures in life, culture, and society, people changes heart. And the tears of happiness can be tears of pains.

That’s when a person starts to guard his or her feelings. Fear will start to rule the heart. The question of when a person is willing to let go again of his or herself is a matter of indefinite. Until the wounds are completely healed.

Trust can easily be given but within a matter of seconds, it can leave and erases the once good memory of friendship.

People come and people do leave. Some come back and some will never look back.

When people come into our lives, they come in different packages as they are all gifts. But when they leave, they all leave the same – that is, sadness. However, regardless of exits, we should be thankful that they came as they have given us happiness during their stay. That is their footprint.

We can control ourselves but we can’t control what’s beyond us. We commit mistakes by hiding ourselves due to fear of loss.

Some of us are lucky to be given chances but some are not and without a choice, close the door with sadness.

Here’s a promise to Dylan. Due to time constraints, this song lacked the melody.

The Sea

Life is sailing
Everybody’s searching freedom
Like a warm breeze each morning
Realizing everything’s the same

Heart is the shell guarded by dolphins
Cruel creatures of ocean
Course to iceberg
Wind is unstable

Slowly like the flow of freedom
Swayed by the winds
Embracing the waves
Destinations.. it’s the destination.

The sea is the view
Enjoying the view
Loving embracing the blues
Enjoying the view

Heart is the shell guarded by dolphins
Cruel creatures of ocean
Course to iceberg
Wind is unstable

Slowly like the flow of freedom
Swayed by the winds
Embracing the waves
Destinations.. it’s the destination.

Its friendship. Its you.

Til next time. Au revoir.

life, relationship

A Letter To Gambit

Liebe Gambit,

We met in the virtual world where the rule is to be casual. Millions of people used the online world for lots of reason including the compartmentalization of everyday manusia of living.

People hide their feelings and their real self and online is the safest way to do it.

But you’re different. And things happened for reasons.

We’re both overcoming the hurt and betrayal of the past relationships we had. We shared the feelings of being hurt and the pains we’ve undergone. We both wonder why sadness and pains exist?

This is reality. And oftentimes it bites.

We both believe we are part of the majestic plan. And tomorrow will always be unknown. But for now, we enjoy ourselves with the company and the thought that someone is there, a friend, that is always there for us is a precious gift.

We’re hurting but we both know we will recover like most of the people who have undergone the feeling of separation.

Time heals all wounds.

Tomorrow will always be different. And this too, shall pass.

With thoughts and ponders,

Rogue

P.S. This song is for you Gambit.

Til next time. Au revoir.

life, relationship

Break Ups And New Beginnings

We’ve all been there before… That unforgettable moment and discussion which usually starts with the magic word…

Baby, I think we need to talk…

And that’s when you get to be stunned… palpitations follow… and then the trembling of the knees…

Regardless of whether you’re at work or just plain sleeping.. you can predict what’s to come when the magic words are popped out from Pandora’s box.

That scene is familiar?

Of course it is… its when we got dumped and there’s no way to undo the scene (though time travels if it is even real would be really helpful to alleviate the excruciating pain).

Why does a relationship breaks?

You keep on reminiscing the past and your shortcomings. You wished that the last argument that you had you didn’t say anything to hurt the other party’s ego. And then you start to beg to reconsider of getting another chance with the relationship.

When the other party says no.. You realized how valueless you are… The reality of being alone will start to sink in… That’s when you start to:

1. You start to become a Whatsapp terrorist by sending thousands of messages to your ex.

2. Some would start the drunk dialing (Man, this can be pathetic move but it does happen).

3. Some would do the drunk home visits (This is more pathetic than Item 2 but this can be reality).

4. Some would pose some threat such as suicide, suicide attempts, self inflict cuts, etc.

5. Some will stay in the hospital for few days due to heart failure. Some people can’t handle emotional tensions which can lead to a farewell in life.

Now this is the time when family and friends will come to rescue you in order to overcome the breakup. But no matter how you wallow, there is always the ponder and going back to the old memory lane.

Why did break up happen in the first place?

Surely somewhere, somehow, things have deviated from its happy beginning. Expectations haven’t met. Priorities clash. Until the world collides. Everything is just numb.

Well, realizing it, break up never happened over night. There’s that deep reason behind the cover up arguments. Most of the time, the reason that were given during the break up moment is the sugar coated explanations to make the break up… well valid…

If you got dumped… Well sad to say, you were the one who lost yourself in the relationship. You invested so much in the relationship that you lost your identity and self worth. You deviated from the inner you. It sounded not fair but I guess the reality is that it is true.

You shed tears and red wine became your ally. Consider yourself lucky when your best friend is there for you and listen to your crying and whining for hours! Because the reality is, the other party will never come back.

Looking on the bright side, break ups is the opportunity for you to rethink. What could you have done in the process? Why did the sweaty palms and the sudden heart sink just died in the process?

Once you figure out your short comings and the mistakes that you did that’s when you learned your lessons. That’s the beauty of break ups. It is painful but it is the learning process that’s worthwhile.

Because the thing is, when the tears run dry. You’re ready to smile. You learned your lessons. And now you’re willing to embrace again. And that’s when a worth while person will come along. (wink).

Related Post: Of Breakups. Cholesterol. And Economy.

Til next time. Au revoir.

culture, health, life, psychology, relationship

Sexaholics – Are You One Of Them?

Some of us has already come across the word “Sexaholic or Sexaholics”, a term that correlates to sexual fixation. A fix to addiction via sexual activities.

Like any other addiction, a sexaholic behaves the same; when the urge starts to kick in, the sexual fix needs to be satisfied.

Though the sexaholic statistics still remains a mystery, most of the known sexaholics are from the male gender. Yes. Men. I believe it boils down on how the male species are genetically wired and how men and women are being perceived by the society. Famous names who were rumored to be under the treatment of sex addictions were: Tiger Woods, David Duchovny, Michael Douglas, Charlie Sheen, among others.

How can a person become a sexaholic? 

The difference between sex addiction and the other variations of addictions (drugs and alcohols) is the method of acquisition. Drug and alcohol addiction would involve a certain threshold and a dependency to an object. It all starts with small amounts of drugs (cough syrup, heroin, etc) until the tolerance increases and addiction kicks in.

Sexual addiction on the other hand does not involve tolerance and no dependency either. Sexual desires emanates from the brain. A desire can lead to a strong sexual fantasy and the search for sexual partners kicks in. Sexual partners can be anyone, it can even lead to paying dominatrices. There is no object dependencies in this manner; for sexual addiction, it is all in the a person’s mind.

In this sense, there is a fine line between sexual addiction and the regular sexual desires. Sexual desires become sexaholism will all depend on the reasons why sexual activities satisfy the cravings or the fix. For a sexaholic, when the sexual cravings are satisfied, he/she becomes a better person, accepted, everything becomes a better world. The same cravings will happen again and the same satisfaction is justified.

Most common cause of sexaholism is depression, a struggle within a person’s internal self when a person feels rejection. Like any other addiction, the basic need of approval and acceptance is still the core of a sexaholic’s wants, needs, and desires.

Sexaholism is all about the person and the society. Unfortunately, there are norms, culture, and tradition that is being shaped by society and the judgement to sexaholics can become a downside to a sexaholic’s acceptance of the problem and the acceptance to undergo therapy or medication.

How can you tell if you’re a sexual addict?

There are various societal groups that are willing to help for sexaholics recovery. An alternative and probably the best way is to speak to a psychologist or your shrink.

Online quizzes are also available in order for a person to recognize if there’s a hint of sexual addiction:

http://www.addicted.com/addiction-resources/self-tests/sex-addiction-quiz

Everyone deserves second chances. Recovering from sexaholism is more challenging as it requires a mind and self control. However, it still begins with acceptance of the problem and moving on to recovery with a healthy and happy support system.

While most of us lives in accordance and acceptance by society, we must understand, accept and support those loved ones whom undergone a cop-out, or even a Freudian cop-out.

Til next time. Au revoir.

Citations:

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life, relationship

With U

Chill start and it was good

Slowly unfolding each individuality

Heavy schedule yet thoughts present

Didn’t hinder communications

As what does matter is the gestures

And the ponders inevitable.

With u means a lot,

With u is smile & soothing,

With u is warmth,

With u is comfort,

With u is life,

With u is home.

~ The Kid

Til next time. Au revoir.

australia, life, relationship, travelblog

A Chilly Melbourne, Australia

Working as presales consultant supporting the Asian region can be a tiring job… However, one of it perks is to get the chance to travel to various parts of the globe.

Though travel involves ample amount of energy, patience, and courage (to not to feel homesickness after a certain point in time), I guess it’s the opportunity to discover the wonders of other countries especially those where you never set your foot yet…

This month of June 2011, I had the opportunity to visit Melbourne, Australia to attend a Sybase mobility training.

When I requested to attend the training, it didn’t occur in my mind about Australia’s climate condition, I just shoot out the request and applied for Australia visa. It was a hectic schedule.

A week before my travel, that’s when I realized it’s winter season in the land down under. And so, I set foot and experienced Melbourne’s winter season.

St. Kilda Parkview Hotel is where I stayed. A very good hotel for travellers to stay.

A warm welcome from St. Kilda Parkview Hotel. 

Just beside St. Kilda Parkview Hotel is Albert Cricket Ground where cricket games and practices happen every morning.

Their morning practice.

View from the top. Albert Cricket Ground.

A closer look of their game.

Tram is almost everywhere in Melbourne. This is the scenic St. Kilda Road Melbourne.

Melbourne’s Tram Network.

A Sunday Saver card is available which allows you to travel to trams and buses in Melbourne for a day with a fix amount of AUD 3.50.

Federation Square is one of the busiest district in the city.

Yarra Trams – Federation Square.

Though I stayed in Melbourne for a week, it was a wonderful experience to mingle with the people and to witness the calm and suburb living of Melbourne.

Flinders Street Station is the busiest hub in Melbourne. This is the central station for Metro Network Railway across Melbourne, Victoria, Australia.

 

The traditional horse carriage ride in Melbourne central business district. Amazing scene! Very Old English!

Though my stay is considerably short, I managed to made friends and one of them is the sweet gal Elaine and her cute daughter Amy…

My friend Elaine and her bubbly daughter Amy…

This is Amy. Or Aimee. Or Eimee… I prefer calling her ‘Ang Mo Kid’ due to her Irish mix. Very bubbly toddler.

Don’t disturb! She’s busy with her BABYCCINO!

Due to work, studies, and exam, I wasn’t able to visit Melbourne’s historical landmarks. This gives me another reason to come back and experience Melbourne in another season…

In retrospect, I must say Melbourne is an epitome of the ‘Anglo-Saxon’ suburb embracing modernity…

Melbourne Central Business District.

Going to Chapel Street with Elaine and Amy.

Known shopping district in Melbourne. This is Chapel Street. And Chapelli’s resto is where we had lunch and shopping on a Saturday afternoon.

My travel to Melbourne made me realized the soothing and simplicity of life. It was a week of experience and I wouldn’t forget the place and faces that I met along the journey.

Til next time. Au revoir.

life, relationship

Angels Amongst Us

In generic terms, Angels are messengers of God. They are usually found in the Hebrew and Christian bibles. In Quran, the term Malakh gives the similar context while in Hinduism Angels are coined as Deva.

Angels are also referred to metaphors, a representation of people who appeared to helped others, an instrument of God to rescue people in times of needs.

Angels are people… whom you know… or moreover strangers who does not know you and yet offered their hands during your trouble times.

I was very busy with work today, a typical Monday at the office where everyone is scrambling to their weekly activities and schedules. Meetings, reports, and reviews are but the usual Monday blues (“Monday blues” and the context here is borrowed from a very good person in my life – wink).

I completely forgot about the time only to realized that it was past 9PM and I’m still at the office. When I was packing my things I decided to go to the ladies room. Usually my access card is inside its leather holder to ensure that I won’t misplaced my card inside my bag. And so I went to the ladies room. It’s only when I’m returning back to office that I realized I don’t have access card in its leather holder. I have the leather holder but the access card is not in it. When I looked outside the office door, the reality sunk in. It is then I realized I was the last person in the office. In short, I was standing outside the office door without anything with me. My handbag, mobile phones, wallet, everything is inside the office. I couldn’t call as I don’t have my mobile… I couldn’t get a cab and ride a bus as I don’t have my wallet with me.

Without thinking I went down to go to the security desk and check if I can use their desk phone so I can call and seek help.

Two challenges faced me:

  1. I don’t recall any numbers except for a vague memory of my boss mobile number
  2. The security desk phone can’t call mobile number and the security guard is fairly new at his post and his mate was on roving time. He also doesn’t have mobile phone with him.

While talking to the security desk we noticed a young woman who was sitting outside and was probably waiting for her ride. The security ask me to talk to the lady and seek help on my situation.

I told myself “Seeking help to a complete stranger… this is my first time. Courage, courage, and God please help!”

While I was approaching the young lady, an On-call taxi came. It was her ride, I was already loosing hope when the security came out and have asked the young woman by himself. They were speaking Mandarin so I wouldn’t able to understand. However, the young woman needed to go and my mind left blank.

I was again discussing with the security for possible options when suddenly the young woman came back to us. The taxi driver agreed to wait for her. She allowed me to borrow her mobile phone so I can call my boss. Vaguely, I dialed a number (I was anxious and hoping that I dialed the correct number of my boss) and I was stunned that I’m hearing my boss’ voice on the other end. Gladly my boss picked up the call and I was able to explain the trouble that I was in.

Thank God!

I asked for the numbers of my colleagues who are living nearby our office. Unfortunately, my colleagues were not able to picked up my calls. I was left with no choice but to go to my boss’ place to borrow his access card. The only problem is, I didn’t have any money for cab fare.

Again without realizing it, I again asked the young woman if I can share her cab. She gladly agreed. I asked her if I can drop her to her place and with the same taxi I’m going to my boss place. I picked up the tab of taxi fare – it is the least I can do for all the help that she offered me. While in the cab we were chatting and talking like we knew each other for sometime. She was an auditor and she’s not working in the building. She’s auditing one of the companies in the building just for the week. As we were chatting, we didn’t realized were near her place.

I gave her the biggest thanks…

After the young woman alight from the cab, I shared to the taxi driver the things that have happened. The taxi driver couldn’t believe it. He thought me and young lady knew each other pretty well. When I reached my boss’ place, my boss together with his lovely daughters were there to hand me the access card. My boss was gracious enough to lend me SGD 60 in case anything happens. I couldn’t be thankful enough for all that has happened.

The taxi driver gladly waited for me and took me back again to the office. The security was there and was also smiling; he knew I somehow managed to get things resolved. I thanked the security and rushed to office to pick up my things and head home. I realized I didn’t have proper dinner yet and it was already 10:45PM.

After picking up my things and taking the same taxi I managed to get home. The taxi driver was gracious enough to recommend me a place to get my dinner – it was in the marketplace within my neighborhood.

Finally I reached home at 11PM. With a big smile in my face and a very thankful heart and a warm noodles I bought from the marketplace following the recommendation of the taxi driver.

I wouldn’t forget today as I had the privileged to witness strangers and people – the ANGELS – willing to help you in times when you’re in deep.. shit… (“,)

Angel # 1: The security desk who willingly helped me and even talked to the young woman to help.

Angel # 2: The beautiful young woman who lend me her mobile phone and shared her cab with me.

Angel # 3: My boss for picking up my call and lending me his access card. His daughters were cute and lovable.

Angle # 4: The taxi driver who has been there to drove to different destinations. He was a careful driver and a patient one.

Above all, I owe God the gratitude for giving me these wonderful people just when I need them the most.

It all happened in Singapore. The cab fare may have costed me approximately SGD 50 but the entire experience is priceless…

Portrait of an Angel. Taken at Cologne, Germany. July 2009.

Til next time. Au revoir.

Reference:

Angel, Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia – http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Angel

culture, life, relationship, society

Singles Galore

The Asian continent holds the largest set of population compared to the rest of the world attributing to China and India.

It is indeed perceived that Asians in general will get marry otherwise singles will be pressured by society, family, and friends. This statement holds true with respect to ethnicity and religion. Few Asian races still follow the ‘arrange marriage’ protocol no matter how modern the society is. The value of family life is still being followed – a typical Asian characteristics of having to belong to a group or population rather than being individualist.

However, Asians like any other fast moving cosmopolitan residents are affected by the same trend that people choses to be single. A fast moving economy affects the psychology of residents where competition is likely to be sky rocket high. Residents would rather focus on career and personal achievements rather than creating a family which entails responsibilities and life balance.

Why do people chose to be single?

A question that is very hard to answer especially when you’re still single and you belong to the demographics of 30 – 40 years of age.

Is it hard to give up independence when compromise is needed in a relationship?

Singapore though the country population is still considered low is an example of singles galore.

In 2010 Singapore census, the single population has raised to 32% as compared to 30% in year 2000.

Reference: singstat.gov.sg

Needless to mention that the single population is increasing in Singapore. Though dating is common within the diverse races composition, still a third of the residents prefer to be single.

Is education a contributing factor to a person’s singlehood?

Reference: singstat.gov.sg

It is interesting that in Singapore, based on the census statistics study last 2010, that men belonging to the population of 30 – 34 years tend to stay single with the follow qualifications:

  • below secondary
  • diploma and professional
  • university

While women within the population of 30 – 34 tend to stay single within the following qualifications:

  • diploma and professional
  • university

Could it be that magic of love is dying?

I do not believe such. The single population of 30 – 34 are most likely busy building their career as the workplace competition is high due to the multicultural populace of Singapore.

Another reason is that singles sometimes choose to be in such status due to the fear of commitments and responsibilities of marriage and family life.

When singles see their friends’ marriages are breaking up or have broke up, it impacts a silent trauma and fear to dwell to a married life.

Singlehood can be an art and singles are artists. Oftentimes, singles have a diverse range of activities, career, social life, and dating. Such activities can be stimulating to mind, body, and soul.

I often asked on the question of ‘How long do you still want to stay single?’

I just smiled and reply…

When I know then I know, when its time then its time, and when its the right person then he will be…      ~ Chic Pencil


Hold my hand please.

Til next time. Au revoir.

Reference:

Click to access findings.pdf

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Expressions

Different faces.
Different places.
Different representations.

People I met.
People I treasured.
People I cared for.
People I found.

Some left.
Some stayed.
Some returned.

One thing I won’t forget is they allowed me to see them in the lens of my camera.

Memories.

Expressions.

In my journey in life.

~ Chic Pencil

Few of my snaps from different places, faces, travels and art.

Exposure: 1/3200 sec. F/4.0. Focal 34 mm. ISO 640. Nikon D200. Title: Jawohl! My cousin on his dunk moves. Gutersloh, Germany. 2009.

Exposure: 1/25 sec. F/4.5. Focal 70 mm. ISO 800. Nikon D200. Title: ONE. My best buddy and his wife on their wedding ceremony. New Delhi, India. 2009.

Exposure: 1/80 sec. F/4.5. Focal 24mm. ISO 640. Nikon D200. Title: Growl. He was playing with me during our road trip to Hamburg, Germany. 2009.

Exposure: 1/60 sec. F/3.0. Focal 19 mm. ISO 800. Nikon D200. Title: Mood! One of my bestfriends in life. In his dancing mood. New Delhi, India. 2009.

Exposure: 1/60 sec. F/3.8. Focal 38 mm. ISO 800. Nikon D200. Title: Graceful. I called her my baby sis in India. She dances gracefully. New Delhi, India. 2009.

Exposure: 1/60 sec. F/4.0. Focal 38 mm. ISO 640. Nikon D200. Title: Dad & Son. Gutersloh, Germany. 2009.

Exposure: 1/90 sec. F/4.5. Focal 70 mm. ISO 640. Nikon D200. Title: Stunt! Taken at Movie Park, Bottrop Germany. 2009.

Exposure: 1/20 sec. F/4.0. Focal 45 mm. ISO 800. Nikon D200. Title: Nasi Goreng. Singapore, 2009.

Exposure: 1/45 sec. F/8.0. Focal 27.9 mm. ISO 400. Fujifilm FinePix S5500. Title: Two-gether. Taken at New Jersey, USA. 2005.

Exposure: 1/680 sec. F/5.6. Focal 5.7 mm. ISO 64. Fujifilm FinePix S5500. Title: Nation’s Pride, The Petronas Twin Towers. Kuala Lumpur Malaysia, 2006.

Exposure: 1/800. F/4.5. Focal 34 mm. ISO 640. Nikon D200. Title: Melanie. My baby sis in Germany. Taken at Cologne, Germany. 2009.

Exposure: 1/60. F/4.5. Focal 50 mm. ISO 640. Title: Innocent Grin. New Delhi, India. 2009.

Exposure: 1/60 sec. F/4.5. Focal 17 mm. ISO 640. Nikon D200. Title: 1001 Meaning. New Delhi, India. 2009.

Exposure: 1/60 sec. F/3.8. Focal 38 mm. ISO 400. Nikon D200. Title: Lovely smiles. Gutersloh, Germany. 2010.

F/3.2. Focal 4.9 mm. Nokia E71. Title: Comprende? Taken at Movie Park, Bottrop Germany. 2009.

X-res 72 dpi. Y-res 72 dpi. Rim Blackberry 9700. Title: Windy at Jebel Samhan. Salalah Oman. 2010.

Exposure: 1/60 sec. F/5.6. Focal 78 mm. ISO 400. Nikon D200. Title: Confidence. My eldest brother. Salalah Oman. 2010.

Exposure: 1/60 sec. F/4.5. Focal 40 mm. ISO 400. Nikon D200. Title: Mother & Son. Gutersloh, Germany. 2009.

 

Exposure: 1/20 sec. F/4.5. Focal 55mm. ISO 640. Nikon D200. Title: Her Eyes. New Delhi India. 2009.

Exposure: 1/100sec. F/4.0. Focal 50mm. ISO 800. Nikon D200. Title: Simply happy. A wedding made in India. New Delhi. 2009.

Exposure: 1/4 sec. F/5.6. Focal 120mm. ISO 500. Nikon D200. Title: The Bride’s Makeup. Singapore. 2013.

Exposure: 1/45 sec. F/4.5. Focal 33mm. ISO 1600. Nikon D200. Title: The Bride’s Hair. Singapore. 2013.

Exposure: 1/13 sec. F/5.3. Focal 50mm. ISO 1600. Nikon D200. Title: Surprises. Singapore. 2013.

Exposure: 1/20 sec. F/3.2. Focal 4.9mm. ISO 800. Nikon Coolpix S3000. Title: Attention. Philippines. 2014.

Exposure: 1/8 sec. F/5.6. Focal 12mm. ISO 500. Nikon D200. Title: Gnex & Harini. Singapore. 2013.

Exposure: 1/8 sec. F/5.6. Focal 11mm. ISO 500. Nikon D200. Title: Dad in-law’s birthday gift. Dad in-law’s 65th. Singapore 2013.

Exposure: 1/60 sec. F/3.8. Focal 38mm. ISO 320. Nikon D200. Title: The Innocent Cry. Gutersloh, Germany. 2010.

Exposure: 1/125 sec. F/5.6. Focal 70mm. ISO 400. Nikon D200. Title: Me and the gracious ladies. Salalah, Oman. 2010.

Exposure: 1/8 sec. F/3.0. Focal 21mm. ISO 800. Nikon D200. Title: Sultan Al Qaboos Mosque. Salalah, Oman. 2010.

Exposure: 1/750sec. F/5.0. Focal 50mm. ISO 640. Nikon D200. Title: Here they come! A unique brewery! Hamburg, Germany. 2009.

Exposure: 1/15 sec. F/4.5. Focal 17mm. ISO 640. Nikon D200. Title: The Cathedral. Cologne, Germany. 2009.

Exposure: 1/500 sec. F/11. Focal 62mm. ISO 400. Nikon D200. Title: Let’s finish the job. Workers at the ruins of Queen Sheba’s palace (Remember King Solomon in the Bible?). Salalah, Oman. 2010.

Exposure: 1/40 sec. F/3.3. Focal 26mm. ISO 1600. Nikon D200. Title: Family party @ Germany. 2010.

Til next time. Au revoir.