I have been living in Qusais my entire life since I was about 2 months old I guess, Re-calling my memories, Qusais which is a residential area surrounded with everything a person can ever desire for, from mall to supermarkets; from groceries to food courts; from parlors to game centers and list doesn’t end up over here, used to be a pleasant; peaceful; as I like to call it beautiful place 24 hours a day, and the best thing about Qusais is not a single bit of traffic around, no, not even for few minutes, never.

Just about few months ago my friends used to call me the lucky one because I was always on time, looking precisely perfect, whereas they used to look exhausted, always in a bad mood.

ALTHOUGH, thing have changed now especially after the government decided to divert the traffic towards Qusais, but Im cool a little bit of traffic wont hurt me,

Today morning once again I finished my breakfast, got myself groomed, read the newspaper about some country getting blown up, interesting I said, I folded the paper nicely kept it aside and look up AAAAAAAAWWWW.................

Once again, I was sitting in my car right at the middle of the traffic jam for about 10 minutes or so and my car hasn’t moved an inch, I looked around and figured out, I wasn't the only one with red horns on my head and black smoke running out of my ears. The only thing pleasant at that time I found were the birds, feeding themselves and their lil' ones flying around walking on the grass, ohhh.... at that movement I just hoped I was a bird too.

Anyhow, I reached collage at last after two and a half hours of "sorry, thank you, I just wish I could kill you, can’t you see Im getting late".Before getting out of the car, I somehow got myself to relax, drank some water which was in the dashboard of my car although it was really hot it did the trick and then I closed my eyes for a while did my usual yoga breathing (breath in breath out....), And bravo after a few minutes, I was back in the track, I picked up my purse and was ready to leave my car to join my classmates, when I decided to have a last minute glimpse in the mirror and AAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWW.....................

(I Look like a clown who ran away from the circus).