2018. It was my first trip to Dubai. I along with 4 of my other colleagues went there for our annual sales kick off meet. It was a short 3-day event, where a day and half was dedicated to official activities. For the next one and half days we had time for site seeing, shopping and to roam around the city.
Awestruck by the skyscrapers, amazed by the roads and traffic disciplines, astonished by the variety of stylish cars and trucks from various international brands on the roads, I was celebrating every moment there. Since we went as a group, we had loads and loads of fun, laughter and happy moments together.
As customary for every person who visits Dubai, we also landed in Burj Khalifa finally. We had exactly 1 hour at our disposal as we were supposed to catch our flight back home.
When I tried to see the top of the tower, my neck was literally paining. So huge. We went inside and started roaming around. For the next 1 hour, the time just flew.
My colleague kept telling us that it was getting late, and we had to leave Burj Khalifa for airport, else we will be missing the flight. We didn’t even finish one fifth of the tower. But we didn’t have much time.
Suddenly, I saw a small shop. There the visitors could choose the local Arab attires and take a picture. The shop keeper invited us. We told we didn’t have time. He said he could finish this within 10 minutes.
In my childhood days, I had never participated in any fancy dress competition. I thought this would be the right opportunity to take a pic of mine in a typical Arab style. I convinced my other friends and we all got inside. But it took more than 30 minutes for all to dress up, take pics and get print outs.
Finally, we came out and were rushing to airport. My friend and colleague kept cursing me that we would definitely miss the flight because of my child like behaviour. I kept on laughing. But we reached the airport in the nick of the moment and boarded the flight.
Those 30 minutes inside the photo shop, I was literally behaving like a child. So much of energy, enthusiasm, fun, friendship and what not. Thinking of that incident now, I realize that if I carry those child-like qualities, life will not be so complicated and stressed, rather it would be a blessing.
I am sure everyone will have this inner child. The question is, are we tapping it to lead a better life?
