I walked to the bus station and in front of me was a group of workers heading for office I believe, talking in Japanese language, with some bent while walking. Then I was sure they were japanese.
As they walked very slowly, I walked over them and reached the bus station earlier than them. There, stood a couple of young people (they must be student) talking in English: the woman was with strong Thai English and the man was with Middle East English. They sometimes kissed and hugged each other. Wow, envy you!
After sometime, their friends came and greeted each other. This lady spoke English very well and only after saying that she met her ex boyfriend in her hometown in Singapore, I found out that she was a singaporean. They continued talking, talking and laughing. The couple were still sometime kisssing and hugging. I envy you!

The bus number 29 came as we all rushed to it. Air Conditioned one, the man with Middle East English said. he must be new in here. Surprisingly, the bus was already full with people, not like usual. More surprisingly, there were a lot of Europeans and Americans in the bus. Listening to what they talked about, they were a group of young researchers visiting this country. I could catch some dutch words (like aljstublieft), spanish accent (like ja ja ja), deutche (spelling?) and some french melodies. They did not really talk about science in the bus, but more about Barcelona, Athens, Red Light, Skying in Switzerland, Berlin, Washington and George Bush!
Adding to that, the strong New York accent was there too, plus british English. I wondered why they were here. About twenty minutes only listening to them secretly (why did I have to?), I reached my destination. I was with short and t'shirt plus three bags so quite different from the others who were in the working outfit or a seminar outfit.
Khap khun krap, I said to the driver and jumped from the bus.

It was still about 7.20 am in the morning when I reached the swimming pool. Walking to the pool, I met a woman just finished changing and ready for work. She was talking in her mobile phone in a language I could not catch. I think she spoke Russian, but at the end she said Ciao Ciao, the Italian words, or may be Russian words yet I dont know.
Sawasdee khrap, the guard greeted me and said some more words in Thai, which I believe that he asked me to fill the registration. I am not coming here for the first time, I said inside.
there was an old lady talking in her mobile phone in Spanish while warming up a little bit, next to the chair I chose to put all my stuffs.

Arriving on the 1st floor of the building (my office is on the 2nd), I met some foreigners, but they were not from the English speaking country as I could catch. I was sweat a lot when entering the left wing of the office and there were three Thai ladies there, greeted me and said some words in Thai and English.
I went to my work station and already there was a french guy talking in french. After sometime, my co-mate came and directly hang up the phone and talked in India language, very strong. I went to the pantry for a tea and I heard some tagalog words from my colleague. As I walked back, I met a Sri Lankan greeting me in his accent, met an Australian with a strong spelling of Good Morning young man (am I still young?).
Back sitting on my station, I got a call from a guy with strong middle east accent of English. Then, a colleague with very good English (british) came and asked me about my middle finger which made trouble when we were in Bangladesh last week. I greeted him with a bangladeshi style: adding BAI (spelling) after his name. So, muhybai, instead of muhy, a polite way of calling people.

After some time, I was silent for some moments, I have seen and met many people with different English and language this morning, in just a few hours. I was lost for sometime, forgot that I am in Thailand (sometimes it happens, doesnt it?) and asked myself: where was I actually?



This is a perfect day: woke up in the morning, swam 30 minutes, breakfast, chatted with my newly wed friend, and thought about some things which I should not think. I need a filter in my brain, I guess. But how?


At a corner in the corner of Bangkok, 04 April 2006.
I love life.