Reflecting in the Station…
This is such a random post, and it’s funny because I don’t have much to say!
Totally unlike me, but I’m currently in a metro (underground) station close to the famous Pyramids. I’m meeting a landlord to see a flat in the area and I’m just marvelling at the magnitude of people who’ve passed through the station in the 20 mins I’ve been here.
If I ever thought that there was a ‘typical’ Egyptian look, I couldn’t be further from the truth. I’ve seen towering Egyptians, small Egyptians, fair Egyptians and those who have a shade quite close to mine. I’ve seen a Coptic monk who could easily have been mistaken for a Muslim were it not for the huge glimmering crucifix that bounced on his chest as he walked; and I’ve seen women covered from head-to-toe in an elegant drape of black cloth.
The station is buzzing with a flurry of activity as people drag luggage on their way to spend Eid with loved ones. Some even have boxed gifts that are expertly balanced on their heads (hands-free) as they make their way through the ticket barriers.
It’s been quite nice being an observer, wondering where people are heading, what their lives are like, what happiness and joys they’d willfully share and how they’ll be spending the Eid holiday.
I’ve come to accept my station here during the festivities, and am wishing everyone a very ‘Happy Feast!’
– The Londoner