Thoughts on leaving Dubai.

It’s been almost a year since i left Dubai for the rainy pastures of london and to be quite plain, a lot has happened. Its been quietly eventful and though i don’t remember all the highs and lows I am going to attempt to put down some of my thoughts.

“So many of adult life’s ills come down to not having four friends with whom to gossip and weep living within a 2 minute radius.”Alain deBotton

We place so much unsaid importance on our circle of go-to-people that we forget how to live without them. If moving to dubai, saying goodbye to my childhood friends wasn’t traumatic enough, here i was bidding farewell to the new set of daily friends who were much much harder to come by. All of us away from family and original friends, all of us setting out on a brand new journey; falling in love with a new city, losing our heart to mini versions of ourselves, sharing motherhood and marriage adventures, partying on weekends, finding liberation in the form of easy, reliable childcare, discovering the wonders of 24 hour shopping, suhoor tents, shisha (whether you liked it or not) cabbing it home in the wee hours of the morning with the temperature still firmly above 40, instant messaging and planning, (whatcha up to? nothing? dubai mall?) feeling like life was truly ours to conquer. From there to london, where spontaneous popping over to see a friend was an alien concept, where there was no turning up for tea or coffee because your child was asleep and you felt like talking and where each weekend night you thought you wanted to do something, ended up with a sense of exhaustion just by imagining the logistical nightmare your night could end up as.

London has been like rehab almost. Learning to live without something which was so essential to life. Slowly i am beginning to find pleasure in other things and while they cant make up for a life filled with friends, maybe they will have to do for now.

“I’d like to think the best of me is still hiding up my sleeve” – John Mayer

Amazingly, London has inspired me more creatively in less than a year than dubai ever did in more than 4.  There is something in the air here. You step out of your house, take a few deep breaths and suddenly you feel alive, ready to think, dream, do. I know this is a huge blessing and i want to make sure i don’t let it go to waste. My mind whirls with ideas and i hope some of them at least materialize into new ventures. The realization that there is so much more to do still in life is stronger here than anywhere else. That’s why i would like to believe that there are many more facets of my personality, creativity, life that will reveal themselves in london.

“The art of mothering is to teach the art of living to children” – Elaine Heffner

Much as it was a sense of freedom, the dubai life also meant less time spent with timmy. I never appreciated it before but since moving to london, one big change is how much more i do with him now. We take long train rides together where we repeat the name of each upcoming station after its announced. We read all the signs we see on our bus and train journeys. We go to the park in the afternoons. Seemingly simple and obvious things for people, but something we didn’t do as much of in Dubai. Here, what started as a forced obligation is quickly turning into a way of life. Don’t get me wrong, i do miss my baby sitter and i definitely want to leave him home and go out just by myself but till such time as i can, here’s to more life lived together.

“Sir, when a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford.” 
― Samuel Jackson

Enough said. :-0

 

 

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Thoughts on leaving Dubai.

5 thoughts on “Thoughts on leaving Dubai.

  1. I think I can somewhat relate to this — leaving Karachi in a few months for the US. I am constantly asked how I feel about it and how I will deal without this massive support system i have in the form of my family and then help around the house. And to be honest, I feel it will actually give me time to think and time to just spend time with N…

  2. ‘I like to think the best of me is hiding up my sleeve’ – officially my favourite line ever.

    Sometimes I forget what London is meant to be all about even if I haven’t experienced it all yet. Thanks for reminding me.

    To new friends!

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