I Run To Catch My Bus

It’s been a year since I saw my beloved country. It’s been like ages for me working my ass of to the maximum of my being as a retail slave. Whew!

Dubai. Cozy. Noisy. Hospitable and friendly and sometimes can be so intimidating. I love Dubai without being so hypocrite because Dubai is not only the place where I have my bread and butter but it is simply an amazing city. I get used to it.  Dubai’s weather, its different nationalities, its fabulous malls, its ….oh its never ending adventures, needless to say.

Every night I get to see the Burj Khalifa, the highest building of the world as of date. Be it at 8:30 pm or at 10:30 pm ride going home, Burj Khalifa never fail to astonish me. As I am on my journey, it seems there is an automatic push to my conciousness to always look at the proud building that was built from 2004 – 2009 and officially opened on 04 January 2010. Its dashing lights and the way it blinks right before my eyes, makes me remember an expensive diamond. It WOWs the hell out of me as it always takes my breath away and thanking my Guy up above for another day has finished on a city far from my native land (for approximately 8 -9 hours, straight flight and it depends on the Airlines sometimes.)

Summer is almost over, as I see the proud tower almost everyday and in every night, I couldn’t help but think of how far different the way Filipinos’ live here back then in Philippines. The proud tower is my reminder how close I am to going home and how far I have travelled.

I miss my country; its noisy and busy streets (In capital region to be exact); its delicious foods, be it on normal carinderia or in a fast food chain to grilled houses; its (some) grumpy people on the the government desks (oh don’t give me that look, don’t tell that ALL of them are very friendly and accommodating. LOL) I miss my friends I haven’t seen for a long time, my family and..cut this…I miss them all. But one thing I miss now at this particular moment happened almost few years ago but I believe I still do here in Dubai.

Could anyone here in Dubai have thought that we, as Noypis have some not so good attitude when riding a public vehicle? YES! We tend to push people to get our way and secure our seat regardless who are in our front, (Disclaimer: This is not to criticise our people) but I miss the moment that I have to run to catch my bus that seems like my exercise routine when I was still working at Ortigas almost four years ago.

Running to catch my bus going to North Edsa was not a romantic way of travelling going home but that used to be a part of my life that I miss sometimes. Oh how I hated when it was raining and there’s water on the side walk and I’d have to secure my shoes not to get wet that much. Be in any kind of weather, I never walked so slowly to catch my bus…NEVER did I remember any of such a thing!

It make me smile sometimes how life is so poetic and how it is so genius giving us metaphors.

I ran to catch my bus when I was in Philippines.                 

I run to catch my service bus when I am in UAE. But a consoloation of seeing Burj  Khalifa everyday also reminds me how a dream can be achieved if we pursue it. Anyway the proud tower consumed 5 years to be completed!

I guess I am not the only one running not only for a bus going to work, but it hits me, I am also running to catch the oportunity here in Dubai. I guess all of us, the Noypis and all the Expatriates  from all over the world, trying to dig some golds in Dubai and hoping  that in the near future, running to catch the bus going to a more comfortable life we’re hoping is right there waiting for us and the running might not be that fast.

Happy running! 🙂

• Carinderia – local eatery in the Philippines selling and serving meals and snacks mostly found on the sidewalks; busy at lunch time.
• Ortigas and North Edsa – names of places in the Philippines.