After seeing Masood off at the airport on the eve of December 31st, my sisters and I drove to our parent’s home. I’ll be staying here for as long as Masood doesn’t return from his trip (he won’t be away too long because his UAE visa will expire on January 9. Yes!).
Anyway, later at midnight the girls and I went up to their rooftop, which is the 34th floor, to watch the fireworks. The view was spectacular! Masood took my Nikon with him (and I’m having separation anxiety because of that) so I didn’t take pictures. But we could see the fireworks from Atlantis Hotel, Burj al Arab, Madinat Jumerah, Dubai Marina, and an unknown place. We were timing who’s fireworks would last the longest; it was a tie between Atlantis and Burj al Arab.
We woke up the next morning to this …
Clouds started to gather across the sky and within minutes, it was dark everywhere.
It poured heavily for an hour or so. There was a series of lightning right above the Palm Jumeirah but I was unable to capture it. See those twin towers on the picture above? Few minutes after I took that picture, I could hardly see them! The visibility dropped that much.
Later during the day, we drove over to Global Village only to find out that it’s closed for the day (it got flooded). So we turned and proceeded to Festival City Mall. We had Japanese food for dinner (tepanyaki and teriyaki), bought ice cream (light) and drove towards the Palm.
We parked somewhere on the Palm where there wasn’t anyone around (construction of several more hotels going on that side). The wind was cool, the place bathed in moon light, and waves crashed against the man-made shore in a rhythm: it felt so great just being in that place at that time.
An old picture (Googled) for the purpose of illustration:
So we stood on a bridge and, while eating ice cream, tried to imagine how deep the water might be (we were physically so far away into the sea). “How come I don’t see any whales yet?” asked the youngest. We gave her more ice cream. Then it started to rain again, and we ran. We raced towards the car, slowing down considerably because we were laughing like crazy!
When I lay down to sleep later that night, I thanked Allah. I thanked Him for these special moments that I shared with the girls. For sometime, it felt as if we were transported back in time when we were very young and carefree.
It was a beautiful start of the year 2010.
But I still miss Masood terribly.
And my Nikon.