Day three; 37 likes (including me) on my facebook page; 18 comments on ‘pristine perhentian’ and ‘about me’ combined. Not bad innit?
Several friends, including my wife advised me with some positive criticism and I’m very much ready to slot in most of them. Containing my rants was on the feedback list. I chose to ignore and be selective. I was thrilled when a few of my friends appreciated my writing skills. Ha! I wanted to fly so high (touch the sky) but I turned down Sonique and kept myself grounded.* No comprender? Become a regular readerand you’ll start digging ‘em jokes.
Hola mis amores. Vienen con PATA de España
Another friend asked me NOT to harp about myself and NOT to resort to any form of narcissism whatsoever – verbal or visual. I agreed without even blinking an eyelid; anything to get one more ‘like’ on me facebook page 
Now wait a minute, am I counting my fan following already? For real?? Alright, I need to stop doing this. It’s not me. Blame it on ‘em feet. Or is it a state of mind. I guess I’m just happy. For real.
Now that “I” am a household name, it is fitting that I introduce all ye folks to the itchiest pair of feet in town, Pata (pronounce pay-taa) and Pied (pronounced pee-ade). They are current manifestations of the traveller in me; Pata, the backpacking wanderlust and Pied, the jet setting architect.
Pata’s Spanish; Pied is French. And ‘FOR YOUR FYI,’ they both mean FOOT in their respective languages. Not the unit of measurement, but the part of the leg of a human being below the ankle joint. Does that ring a bell? You should’ve paid attention in your 10th grade math class*
Bonjour. Il est temps de baisser la Riviera Française avec PIED.
Now now – I beseech thee not to go into the ‘WTH is this dude up to post his first blog?‘ mode. I am not digressing. It’s just that I’ve had several people popping the following questions to me – ‘Have you adopted these feet from the internet crèche?,or ‘Did you have a surrogate artist create them for you?’ or even better, ‘Did the Delivery Stork bring these bundles of joy to your doorstep?’ Alright, I made the last one up, but definitely not the first two.
Pata and Pied entered blogosphere through my combined efforts in autocad and corel draw on August 19th, 2011. There was no bawling; the silence was shattered with the chorus of itching sounds; the Supremes played tribute with their 1966 classic ‘love is like an itching in my heart,’ and I for once, turned myself to new beginnings and more adventures.
Postscript: Lamisil is not the solution; Pata and Pied were born with it. You’ll feel it when you hear them itch. Hold on … can you SEE them itch?
* Crude examples of incessant rants.
Pata and Pied are Copyright © 2011 by Huzefa Rangwala. All rights reserved.
Admirable read.
This is too good and I’m not saying this because I’m a blood relative!