Sand Tunes to Sand Dunes in Dubai: Building to Brick to Pebble to Gravel to Sand to Speck

The Managing Director of a large investment bank in Dubai reached office today in 22 minutes for a distance of 35 kilometres. He usually takes 45 minutes these days and used to take quarter and an hour an year back. He is depressed. The continual flight of ‘black gold’ guzzlers off the roads of the city bears testimony to the difficult times we are in. There is minimal traffic on the roads and that is alarming. After all, if one is reaching home early these days, there is something really wrong with the person, his Company or the ‘alien’ economy.
Dubai’s Airport is massive. I must have wandered half a kilometer to collect the luggage. However, the gigantic pillars, metal draped ceilings, shining floors or expansive pathways do not make an airport. Where are the passengers? From the ‘magical’ to the ‘abandoned’ has been the story of the Dubai airport or the places elsewhere.The parking lot seemed to be decently occupied. How come? The thick veil of dust all over the body of the ‘guzzlers’ suggests that the owners have fled the country, in hope of returning when these chaotic ‘economic’ sand dunes give way to pleasing ‘sand tunes’ in this desert country.
Free flowing roads, interrupted construction, vacant malls and closed offices are enough to suggest that ‘oil’ is not ‘well’. A person aptly put it – ‘Dubai is like the world’s revolving door, there are people coming in but more so there are people leaving the place and that too swiftly’
More on Dubai exploits soon