The Walk

Anecdotes — By on September 25, 2010 at 4:50 pm

Sajid Khan, 25 Sept. ’10

‘Go straight ahead in this direction and exit this building, then follow the path of the pedestrianized zone till you reach the Metro Station.’, said the lovely lady at the information desk with the index finger of her right hand pointing in the direction of one of the many walkways of the labyrinth that the typical resident of Dubai more commonly refers to as The Dubai Mall. I thanked her and commenced walking in the instructed direction. It was a late afternoon during the summer vacation and I had had more than enough of The Dubai Mall for one day, especially when you consider  that this was my very first visit to The Dubai Mall, so I was trying to find my way home. Soon enough, I found myself approaching a large exit gate – with a valet parking station right outside. Perhaps this would be a good time to mention that as a devoted petrol-head I adore valet parking stations. I think valet attendants have one of the greatest occupations of the modern world (regardless of their salary) and I strongly believe that valet parking stations should be included in the attractions section of the mall guide. In fact, personally, I can’t think of a single reason why they are not included in the mall guide at all.

Anyways, as soon as I came out into the open I was instantly attracted to the metallic beauty of – a Maserati GranTurismoS in the deepest shade of navy blue you can imagine. I snapped a few pictures of it with my Sony Cyber-Shot and continued walking, a little more briskly as I suddenly realised how apace the sun was chasing the horizon, in the prescribed direction.

I soon reached The Old Town and it was only after I had crossed the entire length of the lake which it is set next to did I discover that there was a bridge over the lake which could have served me as a shortcut to get from one end to the other end of The Old Town. I sighed and continued walking towards my destination. I climbed up and over the steps near the foot of the monolithic Burj Khalifa only to find myself at the main entrance and valet parking station. This pedestrianized zone really seemed to be much longer than I had initially thought. Drawing nearer to the valet parked cars, I noticed a couple of Bentleys and a few AMG Mercedes-Benzs, but most notably, a pearl white Rolls-Royce Ghost. Suddenly, an intangible bugle went off within me. A conflict had begun. My head told me to snap pictures until my Cyber-Shot ran out of power but my tired body told me to keep going towards the Metro Station before it self-destructed. In the end, the latter won. I came out of the driveway leading up to the main entrance of The Dubai Mall and arrived at the end of the famous pedestrianized zone. The sun was barely peering over the horizon by now. I was sweating profusely. In the horizon, I could now see the golden pot at the end of the rainbow.

After what seemed like countless millennia, I reached the terminus of my walk. Coming closer to the Metro station I noticed that, at the foot of the station, there was a bus stop. I went right up to the notice board next to the bus stop and sifted through the bus timetable, eventually discovering that there was a bus which covered the exact journey that I had just polished off. Suddenly, in my memory, that lovely lady at the information desk did not seem that lovely anymore.


1 Comment

  1. Kards says:

    Hi Sajid,
    your attraction to cars was somewhat of a distraction to your piece. Your trudge would have come through better if you had added more feelings. Loved your wry humour

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