It’s a very hot August month here, a city lying on the edge of the desert and the sea. The air is heavy with humidity, it is way into the night and I am not able to have a proper deep breath. confined to our small homes with the fake cool breeze, one just feels the urge to get out from this golden cage to the real world.
Tonight I decided to go down to the old side of town, a place where I haven’t been for a while. I live in the new part of the city of Dubai, the part where all is glitter but no gold, new glass buildings that reflect the other new stone building next to the new shopping mall. Rain haven’t been to that part of the city, so I found it a good opportunity for her to see the real Dubai.
Strange enough and even with that heat, it turned out to be a gently evening, and the drive was enhanced by Mr. Leonard Cohen singing his beautifully written words. Once close to the creek, the ancient strip of water dividing what was once old Dubai from the new one, the somehow lost glitter in the new glass buildings starts to prevail it self in the old buildings and the old boats which are being loaded by almost any kind of goods. Further inwards to the city we reach the old souks, a beautiful vibrant feeling starts to impose it self, people going about still involved in their dealings and other simply sitting in the street restaurants having their spicy dinner; It feels alive and feels real.
A City is like a human body it has its own innate organs which are vital to its existence,as well as, its beautifully woven robes to please the looker. But as it is with humans, it is not the outer attire that makes you human, it is what’s inside. It is that little organ that sits deep within beating and pumping blood to other organs to make them function…its called A Heart.
A golden robe won’t make a heart glitter, but a Heart surely makes the whole existence glitter…not with gold….but with Life.