Mr Gumbo Jumbo PBUH

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No doubt he had a crush on Lisa. No doubt it was not reciprocated. We think he was a dentist. Certainly he was a gentleman. And a regular. Occasionally, he would come in wearing a business suit, and once, a paisley pattern jumper. But his normal attire was an immaculate white dishtash, his dancing dress. He would drink bottled Heineken with an ever-widening smile and a sparkle in his crossed eyes, waiting for the band to play his request, the one he thought was called Gumbo Jumbo. Then he'd get up and dance. If Lisa let him have the mic, he'd sing - ya ya gumbo jumbo ya ya yai. He liked being happy, was polite to everyone, died suddenly and will be missed. Mr Gumbo Jumbo, peace be upon him.

Comments

  1. EyeOnDubai14 August 2008 at 11:20

    A moving and beautiful vignette. Thank you.

    EoD

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  2. Para Glider14 August 2008 at 15:00

    EoD - thanks for dropping by. Our friend was just a laid back guy, and not much over 50. Great shame.

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  3. Dubai Photo Story16 August 2008 at 11:28

    Beautiful tribute. I like your style of writing

    Cheers

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  4. Para Glider16 August 2008 at 17:46

    d.p.s. - Thank you, and welcome to this strange corner of blogdom.

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  5. i*maginate15 September 2008 at 21:49

    Oops. Well, he jammed to a happy song.

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  6. Para Glider17 September 2008 at 18:20

    He did indeed, and that should count well for him!

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  7. i*maginate18 September 2008 at 20:47

    And your magical words do a happy soul proud.

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  8. Para Glider29 September 2008 at 12:56

    Thank you :)

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