A place of the rich, by the rich, for the rich.
You haven’t seen luxury if you haven’t seen Dubai.
A skyline of skyscrapers, a lifestyle of lavishness, Dubai glitters and enchants and intoxicates you; like a true beguiling lover, it coils its way to your heart and holds you in your grasp.
And you are like that innocent damsel captivated by the seductive expertise of an experienced lover ; and once you are addicted, there’s no going back.
As a person who has never set foot on foreign soil, my first international vacation to a place like Dubai was a big deal. IS a big deal.
As my plane touched the ground and the beautiful, planned city came into view with the sea kissing it shores, I was besotted.
It was love at first sight. Before my feet had touched the ground, I was on cloud nine( quite literally).
Making my way through the airport, I saw the most beautiful Arab beauties clad in their deep blue burqas , sitting behind immigration desks and working efficiently. It made me realise the misconception I have had about burqas hindering work. That was a real eye opener.
Once outside, the cleanliness, the beauty everything is just so different. One lazy afternoon of sleeping and resting later, we were our touristy selves and made our way to Mamzar beach. Walking along the beach gave me them Alia feels of Dear Zindagi, only without the “Kursi”. 😥
Strolling along the clean, noise free roads (they have a policy of not honking, honking is equivalent to abusing someone), with the wind blowing away without a care in the world was one of the most peaceful experiences I have had. We stopped to dine at an open dhaba called Truck Adda which had delicious mughlai cuisine and quirky Indian decor complete with chaukis and pillows.
Finally we finished our day with a night road tour of the beautiful city. As The lights shone in all their glory and encompassed the city in their golden glow, I felt enveloped too – as if I would be protected by that soft golden haze and everything would be all right.