For anyone living in the UAE, it is a familiar sight, especially in areas like Al Ain. However, it felt different today.
Having stepped out of the car to take a close up, I noticed his tied feet in the tight space and my mind started pondering : this is the bedouin’s best friend, his oldest way of transport, and he is now being carried away on a modern mode of transport…The symbolism in this situation was not old versus new only… The look in his eyes could be that of a post-retirement workaholic pragmatically trying to stay aloof after acquiring “senior citizenship status”…
Yes, somehow it felt differently today…
Confessions of a Lady Sindbad 