half past nomad

It’s fun to meet your favourite uncles on the highway whilst both of you drive at 130kmph. It’s more fun to hear him then lecture me on the hazards of driving fast. So we pulled into a cafe just at the border of one Emirate and sip our teas casually. Hmm, cookies, he says and insists that we have cookies with our chai. He gets back in his car and waves goodbye. I walk to mine and am interrupted.

“You’re Pakistani?”
“Yes. Why?”
“Ahhh…it’s been a whilst since i saw Pakistani people meeting so happily”

I laugh and am tempted (now) to tell him that’s because I love that man for the sake of Allah swt. Care to share the love?

Ok now go. Else we’ll both be late for work.

This entry was posted on Monday, March 7th, 2005 at 2:50 am and is filed under General Lee.