| I recalled my first flight as a teenager
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| | again. If you leave London in the late
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| leaving one country for another to
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| | afternoon flying west ward toward New
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| continue my education. The excitement of
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| | York, you would experience a prolonged
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| foreign adventures was mixed with the
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| | twilight period. It's as if you were
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| sadness of leaving my family. As the
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| | racing after the sun, never quite
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| plane took off and the northern coast of
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| | catching up as it drops into its nest in
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| South America dropped below the horizon,
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| | the west, leaving you to sleep or gaze
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| I remember brushing a small tear off my
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| | hypnotically in its spell. Another yawn
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| cheek, yet smiling at the glorious
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| | as I glanced again at the clouds. There
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| possibilities of exploring a new,
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| | weren't many of them, but they appeared
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| fascinating and sometimes frightening
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| | to come to life changing shapes and
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| world. It would be years before I would
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| | evolving into new, intriguing forms, ever
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| see my family again. I don't sleep much
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| | so slowly, ever so peacefully as we
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| on airplanes and I read very little when
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| | sailed overhead.Here was one that
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| up in the air. High above the clouds
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| | resembled a giraffe,long neck, spots and
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| enveloped in this meditative environment,
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| | all stood out against the pale blue sky.
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| I much prefer to reflect on the nature of
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| | And over there, another cloud took the
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| reality, to philosophize and luxuriate
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| | shape of an acacia tree,complimenting the
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| alone in my thoughts. Today was no
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| | giraffe on the African landscape. Lower
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| different as I reflected on the past
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| | and somewhat farther to my right was one
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| week. Indeed it was a grueling one. My
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| | shaped like a car - a Volkswagen beetle
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| body's bio-clock was indecisively
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| | no less.
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| choosing among time zones across three
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| | Lecturer, entrepreneur and MBA business
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| continents, but my mind, at ease on an
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| | consultant, John Harricharan is the
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| uncrowded flight, was drifting among the
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| | author of the award-winning book, "When
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| clouds of yesterday and tomorrow.
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| | You Can Walk on Water, Take the Boat.
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| Yawning, I glanced through the window
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