In a land where once palm trees towered tall, the Burj Dubai touches the sky. The trees of old, unlike their manicured and implanted cousins are witnesses for decades to an exponential growth in Dubai's history. They are few and silently diminish day by day into history. They are the true trees of the soil which have grown from the soil, once near an old and dusty roundabout called Defence Roundabout. Today the roundabout is an interchange of flyovers and a traffic block most of the time!
The wheels of the unending circle of life rolls on!
The wheels of the unending circle of life rolls on!
Death? Why this fuss about death? Use your imagination, try to
visualize a world without death! . . .
Death is the essential condition of life, not an evil.
- Charlotte Perkins Gilman visualize a world without death! . . .
Death is the essential condition of life, not an evil.
1 comment:
It's kinda hard to imagine a time when dubai must have been unmolested by human hands...what was it like without all the primming and the layers of makeup?
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