Buraimi- a sweet Dessert in a Desert!

The hang-over of diwali celebrations continued to occupy our minds and resisted our moves to shift the focus!
The wonderful people living in Muscat, Oman made available everything to make the celebrations unique and an affair to remember for ever!  We drove down to a place known as Buraimi, about 335 kms from Muscat bordering U.A.E. where my son and his wife are settled.

The cool breeze from the mountains surrounding the so called tiny town of Buraimi,  stirred the peaceful sands on the roads every now and then.  Life continues as normal and by evening temperature drops down to a cool 24deg Celcius!!  Its quite mystifying to understand the weather patterns that rule the Middle East!!  Its a lot better than our Chennai which is always humid and straining on the muscles and the brains.  The mood is better if the climate is pleasant and thats the crux of the whole life?

We decided to pack some dinner consisting of Puliyin sadam and curd rice with Potato curry and chips to go with and drive to a garden which was about 20 kms away from Buraimi. It is also a pleasant news for all those living in India that bottled water of 1.5 litres costs only around Rs 20/- in a desert  as compared to Rs 30/- to 40/- priced in India which is considered a land of rivers!! This is a public park which looked like  a carpet of grass to squat and sleep on and had benches to sit all over for those who wished it.  When we reached the park, it was around 9pm and we were the only visitor in the park besides a couple of tents pitched in from which no one emerged or got in while we were there!!  After some time came an Arab with his spouse and 3 small children who came from one end and disappeared into the garden only to return after an hour or so!! The garden was big enough for any Honey-Moon couple to coochie-coo and no body can even notice!! The climate was so cool and pleasant to support the drill of taking out plates, serving the delicacies and continue our unabated talks and we never got tired!!  There was absolutely no disturbance from any quarter and mosquitos were not to be seen at all! This appealed to us the most. We felt having come to the garden of Edens!!  It was more than atleast 20 years that we ventured into such an outing and daring to go to a garden- a phenomenon that does not exist in Chennai and even if it does at some important places, there is no solace from the "Malarial" stings of the Coovam mosquitos or the menace from the beggars who would not allow you to eat or talk in peace!

Looking at my awe my son explained to me that there is nothing called as way-laying, mugging or eve teasing in the entire Gulf and that it is very safe for family, children and women to go out at any time!!  I wished India becomes one such country in the coming decades!