That is not voodoo, people. Nowhere close to it. That is not a tribe symbol either. And no, that is definitely not a man holding a stick.
That my dear friends, is a map. Kaptaan drew many such at Kanoi. While we were busy drooling over the dunes, he was quietly laying it out to accommodate all festival elements. On the move. On the fly. A new map around every bend. Big Tony was clearly impressed. It was smart, proactive, efficient.
It proved infectious too. Like a bug, one that increases your propensity to wisely utilise time and resources available to you. It is a bug even I can't escape. I have now begun scribbling notes on tissue napkins while I wait for my meal to arrive.
My world is turning upside down.
No comments:
Post a Comment