I went tonight to the movies. I felt I need some time on my own. Get Smart is a 007 kind of film but more fun.
I don't remember seeing so many kids, not to offend them, pre-teens and teens, at ABC mall during the day. Quite a picture to look at.
I am not sure if they were punk, emo or a mix of the two, but I liked the hair styles, the way they dress, and the tough like attitude from the guys, and what should have been a cool a la Sex and the City attitude from the girls… We have all been through the process so you know what I mean. Maybe not at 14 or 16, but around 17, 18 I too was preoccupied with whatever was trendy at that time. [When did I reach the phase called ‘back in the days’?! Scary]
I took a cab back, and recognized the driver. You find him at Sassine square and a long time ago being caught in a traffic jam he told me about his family, children and so on. Few weeks ago when in Ashrafieh, I saw him and I thought, well, I know the guy, I will go with him. We start the small talk, and I ask how is his son, how are the grandchildren and the man paralyzes. He stopped the car in the middle of the road and we were very close to have an accident. However, that was not what I was afraid of. The man looked as if he is about to have a heart attack. I panicked. I tell him how I know all the details about his family, thinking that I should never ever do something like that again.
So, tonight I say hello and the name of the area I want to go to. We do not talk but when we get closer, I start telling him which street, building etc and he laughs, and says, that I am not the only one with a good photographic memory. All's well that ends well.
