A few months ago I was on the road, once again, traveling from Abu Dhabi to Dubai all by myself. It was a short bus trip and because I get car sick easily I was sitting in the front and a Philipino lady came and sat next to me. I was trying to read a few pages of calculus, as usual, but I could still see her sad face and her disappointed soul. Then I closed the book for a while and as if she were waiting for this moment she asked me if I live in Abu Dhabi. That has started our conversation. She told me about her sad story, she told me about her husband who she lost during a terrorism attack. Her eyes got teary and I could feel the goosebumps. However, she never stopped telling me more about this story, about her life.
I listened to her, I nodded and smiled. She needed it. She needed someone to talk to, someone to share her pain with, she needed someone to pay attention to her story and listen to what has been in her for so long. She said “it has been 4 years since I lost my husband and then I came here because I had to get away from our memories.” She also needed a complete stranger to tell this to, who looks in her eyes and feels her. Sometimes that is all we need. All we need is a single person to talk to. Unfortunately, in the world we live in, people are so individualistic, in other words “modern” that it is impossible to even get a smile from the one you are sitting next to. There’s a cold atmosphere and it is getting colder. As the world gets warmer, people get colder to balance it up, so I am not sure if the problem the world is facing today is global warming or global cooling.