Once again life has taken me to a new place, away from home and it is quite surprising that it took such a long time for me to write something about the new culture. I arrived in Muscat on the 1st of September. The airport was pretty deserted because I was one of the early birds to land. After getting the visa stamped in my passport I had to wait for some time for the vehicle which was supposed to take me to work place. In one way the waiting proved to be a blessing in disguise. I got enough time to observe and learn from the people as the life around me was slowly 'waking up'. It also gave me enough time to get for currency exchange and buying the mobile card. In Oman we have two service providers once is Oman mobile and the other one is Nawras. The former managed by the government and the other is a private one.
Once the vehicle arrived, it was time to see the outside world. The first thing which struck me and my body was the heat. It was bad and I was eager to get into the waiting car. It was like stepping from a desert into a hill station. The roads are smooth as silk here and the vehicle just glides on it as the speedometer steadily climbs into a 130-140 figure. The sights and sounds are almost similar to the ones that I had experienced in Libya. I stayed at the guest house for 3-4 days to complete my formalities which included Resident Card (I dare not compare this with the my experience in Libya which was an excruciating one)
I hope to write more about my life in the coming days and I hope once I get back to India or when I change my place once again I will be able to at least munch the memories through this virtual space.
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