The Dubai Nobody tells you about...

Written by someone whose observations are bang on! I endorse it completely inspite of the dig at Keralites.. aka..Mallus or the so called Malabaris...

Here we go....

Dubai is the land of the biggest, tallest, longest, widest, richest, fanciest, fastest...everythingest...in the world.

They have the tallest residential towers in the world, the tallest restaurant in the world, the largest number of Malbaris in the world, the highest crane operator in the world.

If it does not grow in Dubai, they’ll make it artificially - artificial ski slopes, artificial islands, artificial oasis, coconut trees and lawns, artificial beaches, artificial economy.

Indians especially love it here because of the dirham-to-rupee value.

The Filipinos come here because they have no choice; there’s nothing back home, not even dogs - they’ve been eaten up.

The Egyptians come here because there is nothing to do in Egypt. No more pyramids to build either.

The Lebanese come here to buy cars, dress to kill, wear Peter Pan shoes 10 sizes bigger than their feet, put 1 kg of gel on their heads and give everyone balltalk. They'll buy a 1980’s Merc or BMW for 10k dirhams and drive the car like they’re sitting in the rear passenger seat, stretching their arms all the way to the steering wheel, giving you the piercing bald eagle look.

The Russian girls come here as hookers.

The Bangladeshis come here to build the tallest buildings in the world.

Now according to the government Dubai is tax free. Of course, that is true.

Only, there is a Pay and Park scheme with 5000 parking lots, and 500,000 cars in the city, so where the hell do you park? And you’re fined for wrong parking.

Toll has been introduced on many roads. You can avoid the toll tax by using alternative routes, but you’ll end up in a traffic jam because everyone is trying to avoid the toll tax.

If you have any government related work like medicals for visa or immigration, you have 2 options - Standard and Urgent Procedure. Standard takes 15 days and Urgent takes 2 days. The difference is 30 to 40-odd dirhams. Everyone goes for the urgent option and the Dubai government makes money, urgently.

If you switch jobs you get a work ban and to lift the ban you pay a huge penalty.

In Dubai, without a car you’re paralyzed (you don’t even get jobs if you don’t have a car). But you’ll get your license in attempts ranging from 2 to 20. Each time you fail you have paid fees for Driving Classes & Driving Tests, which are 1000-odd dirhams. Imagine the money RTA makes.

Most of the expats live alone with families back home. So they spend much on phone calls. And call charges from Dubai are high.

Another odd thing about Dubai - no matter where you go or who you meet, you take down phone numbers. Everybody has everybody’s number in Dubai. And everyone has a Visiting Card, whether you’re a bootlegger, a masseuse, a hooker, a car cleaner, a watchman or a pizza delivery boy. Everyone knocks around with lots of cards in his or her wallet and one card in the palm. So whenever you shake hands with anyone in Dubai and let go, you end up with a visiting card in your palm.

If you’re walking on the road and you ask someone the time, he’ll tell you “10:30”, give you his card and say, “I have new and second-hand watches”.

At a restaurant when you’re leaving they’ll say “Here’s my card, call us for home delivery.”

If you’re below your building, you’ll meet those Chinese chicks giving you their cards, saying, “Call us if you want DVDs”.

If you’re standing at a bus stop, a Malbari will pull over in his 1980 Toyota Corolla, give you his card and say, “If you want Pick-up & Drop Service, call me”.

Dubai has amusing-looking buildings. Some have holes in them, some have giant balls on them, some look like aeroplanes, some look like sail boats, and, all of them reach into space with your window right in front of the moon.

Everyone in Dubai goes to malls. Not necessarily to shop. To beat the heat, go to a mall; business meeting, go to a mall; getting bored, go to a mall; want to take a leak or dump, go to a mall; want to do lukhagiri (little in your pocket, little in your mind), go to a mall.

If you want to go for a picnic go to a mall.

Trying to figure out where I went wrong!

Sometimes, even small things put u off the hook and it just happens all of a sudden. The impact they create in proportion to the actual weight of the thing itself , is sometimes not even worth comparing.. coz then in that case, all you would be forced to do is to wonder about the authenticity of mathematics or whatever..

Guess it all plays around timing of the conversation. Sometimes even that smallest of things can have a profound impact on your psyche and at other times you have the heart to bear even the most disturbing issues without really troubling yourself beyond a cretain limit.

To a third person what happened yesterday may feel really insignificant considering the course of the events. But to me, the perspective was all together different coz  I was the one who was a part of that picture..I guess feelings were just getting pent up inside... and at the first given opportunity were ready to explode.

But the impact of the explosion was also borne by me.. so in this case it was a suicidal bomb i guess!

So all in all, I crashed n burned yesterday.. only to be reborn from the ashes!

A new day.. a new way!!