I couldn’t believe what was going on. That was like a dream. When the plan landed on Dubai International Airport, Dubai then I was excited and amazed. It was totally different from Islamabad International Airport, Pakistan. I was seeing a new world, a totally new world. I hadn’t seen those people before ever in my whole life. They were Caucasians, Africans, Asians, Europeans, Arabs, Indians and Chinese people. I never saw them in person before.
I didn’t know that where to go and what to do. Then a Pakistani companion from the plane asked me to follow him and I started to follow him on huge and big Dubai Airport. I kept following him long way and then we reached in a big hall where were long and many lines of peoples who just landed on Dubai International Airport.
First we stood in a line for eye scan. It was long time to wait and I was fed up because I was so excited to see Dubai outside. At last my turn came and the Arab official who had to take my eye scan looked at me and said “wait” and then he saw my passport and said in Urdu and Arabic “Sabbar” (wait). I waited few two or three minutes then he came back as he had no care that there’s a long line of waiters. That’s power of monarchy :D.
After eye scan I went to entry stamps lines which were dozens or maybe and every line had more than a hundred persons in it. I stood in a line. After two or three minutes two Caucasian men asked me “Are you American”. I said “No”. They said “This line is for Americans”. I got confused and left the line. Then I asked an Airport official wandering there. He was African. “Is that line for Americans only” I asked. He said “No”. There are no specific lines for specific countries. I stood in that line again. American persons looked at me and then they left for another line.
Now I was standing after a tall, maybe he was around 6’6” feet tall. Maybe my body touched his accidentally and he stared at me with angry eyes. He was listening songs on his mobile with earphones in ears. After long wait Arab official stamped my passport and I nearly ran for my luggage happily.
I ran here and there for my luggage, asked few officials wandering there. They told me then at last I took my luggage and walked out where people were waiting for their guests. Then I saw my second cousin who had seen me already. I met him and we left the airport in Al-Bustan’s vehicle. It was 22th November but I felt it was a summer evening when I stepped out the vehicle. Hello Dubai J