This was the first weekend and I did not want to miss it at all. The ground work was already done during the day and it was about 11pm when I left the hotel with a couple of friends. One of them suggested Pancho and we walked round the corner to enter the pub/disco. Having paid a penalty of 70 dirhams for making a stag entry, we walked into this happening place. I did not really why they chose this one but once we were IN, I guessed it pretty quickly. It was filled with people from all nationalities and with equally varied backgrounds and strata of life. For me it was the first glimpse of what Dubai truly was. Reminded me of some of the descriptions of port cities in some of the classics. People from almost whole of the Islamic world found a place and to add to this clourful mosaic were Russians, Europeans, Indians, Philipinos and of course the locals.
Soon the stage was taken by beautiful Russian and we had a great show of belly dance. Soon to follow the was a live band. As they started singing the dance floor as let open to the public. What was really noteworthy was the collection of songs that was being played and change that brought onto the dance floor. Representing the myriad cultures that was mingling with each other, the dance numbers changed from Arabic to English to Urdu to Hindi to a number of African languages I could not understand. As each song changed I could see the joy that it brought to the people who understood the song and quickly jumped into the dance floor. I am sure each number was a smashing hit in its country of origin. Of course those of us who did not understand continued to dance but the lead was taken by the people who understood it and the joy of dancing to the tunes of a song from their own country clearly showed on their faces.
By the time we left it was 3Am and I had seen a glimpse of the spirit of Dubai. People from all over the world come here to work, earn and have a blast of a time...May be that’s just one facet of it and I am eager to see more..
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