Saturday, February 7, 2009

Loss lies where it falls

When i first moved into Engineering consultancy firm Parsons, I was not quite sure of the nature of my assignment, and within a weeks time I saw myself pursuing a totally disfigured project in terms of planned vs actual. So naturally there were a dozen or more confusing claims that had to be figured out and disposed. To be frank it was not the job i was used to (okay, apart from idling), but having decided that this was my chosen career path, I wanted to master the trouble - come whatever may. With a sinking heart I soon understood that I was deep in ****. Administering contracts were not fun and had implications beyond my little world.

I was lucky to have a peer who was also in a similar dizzying awareness and the chap was more concerned as he was keen on obtaining the membership of RICS - and was supposed to master three modules, one of which was hehehe "Construction Law" - idi vettiyavane pambu kadicha avastha . Let me introduce Sajul Mansoor - hailing from Malappuram - religious, ambitious and a nice buddy.

So when I got this invite for Dr. Sam's lectures sometime back in winter of 2007, both of us immediately secured seats. The course was an eye opener and our candle lit world of contracts were now lit up by 1000 Watt halogen floodlights... FIDIC was no more the old FIDIC, she was beautiful n glowing in her built in consistency, Like the rest of the class we developed great reverence for Dr. Samarathunga, who is refered to as "champion" in the subject, in middle east. A man of great knowledge and as one expects, knowledge makes these men so humble that they leave foot prints in your heart.

Few of Dr Sam's cliche dialogues ( "in this part of the world" , "loss lies were it falls" ...to name a few), became part of mine and Sajul Mansoor's day to day light hearted conversations, and since both of us were kinda study buddies now, we had discussion sessions almost daily. The discussions by default slipped to current affairs esp. funny n controversial ones as our studies somehow attracted other colleagues, who would readily join and spice up the scene.

"Fate it seems, not without a sense of irony" (another favorite cliche of mine) , Loss lies were it falls. With almost 50% of real estate developments in Dubai frozen by the recession and hordes of qualified people rendered jobless, we have accepted the fact that, though brief, we probably had our time in Dubai and if we happen to be in the lucky few who would endure the recession, that would purely be out of luck & Most of us are planning for a sabbatical (dedicated to further studies??) with any savings we have, & to spend some quality time with our beloved ones back in India for a while, and then return if our 2nd home recovers anytime soon - rest is up to destiny. Despite the traffic, the sand storms...Dubai sure has a certain charm of her own...she transform lives...she rocks!

Sajul n me at Dr Sam's final class


Our Project - Aerial Photograph

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