Can you please help me? A lady in her late forties in western dress came to me, as I parked my car after fifty minutes of struggle. I am looking for Taxi, and form last 25 minutes I am here, but no Taxi is stopping at all. Even one Taxi stopped but then he refused to pick me. So please help me.
Just in the morning, I send a proposal to a prospect from my home. So I had a plan to reach office and then call him for feedback. Due to recession, we are already not getting inquiries for Website Development( my business) and from this client I was expecting very handsome business.
So I was telling after fifty minutes of struggle, I found the parking near my office. I asked her, where you want to go? Hayyat Regency hotel, she replied. Oh, but its just 5 minutes walk, why you want Taxi? I can’t walk any more, she replied.
I know it’s always tough to find Taxi in Nasir Square area, as it is really crowded. So I thought few minutes, but biggest confusion for me was to leave that parking. After a minute of thinking, I said ok, come I drop you.
She was non-stop speaker. I am coming from Los angeles. Dubai is really a bad city. I don’t know why Taxis never stop. Even one Taxi stopped, but when I told where I want to go he just drove away. (Ofcourse, no Taxi will be ready to just go in such a crowded area for 5 Dhs, I thought in mind). Hey you are from Pakistan, when you come to Los angeles, must call me, if you need any help. (Who will give me visa? I am Pakistani and Muslim too). Men here are very bad, they stare like hell. I saw lot of prostitutes here. It looks like every man is staring at you considering you as prostitute. (hmmmmmmmmm). But you are a very good man when you come to Los angeles, must call me, if you need any help. (Ok). I really feel afraid here. I come every year to Dubai for vacations. Its not a nice place (hmmmmmm). Lot of construction all around. And have to wait a lot for Taxi. We are at Hotel I interrupted. Oh Thanks, you are a very good man when you come to Los angeles, must call me, I will definitely help you. Byeee.
While in search for parking for another half hour, I was thinking, will I really travel to Los angeles to ask her for help? And how I will find her there. I saw around, really there were lot of prostitutes, or may be my way of looking at those ladies was changed a bit. I don’t know how she found, if some one was looking at her thinking her prostitute.






haha…. funny story bhai… you could be a writer you know… very nicely told…the woman was weird through…u should have parked the car and walked with her to the hotel