Day ThirtySeven

Michael is an young Egyptian designer who works in Dubai.

He is here while waiting for his work visa to be renewed. I hadn't realised that so when he came up to me this morning to announce 
'I got my visa!' 

I was rather confused than happy for him.

I congratulated him anyway.

When I realised what had happened, I also realised that he sees me as his Five-Day-Family (described on Day ThirtyThree) and so I was able to respond more honestly saying 'I didn't realise what you told me but now I get it! I really wish you all the best!'

He said it was ok and smiled.

He has a very open and knowing aura.

I tell him that and he starts telling me things he 'hasn't told anyone else here'. That, there are good souls and bad souls. That the good souls are full of light and love and that bed souls have 'no love'.

I find this intriguing as I usually forget to give these things a name; 

apart from blue and red people.

He says,

'I'm leaving tonight. You should come to Dubai.'

I say,

'Oh really! You booked already! I will come to Dubai, I told you, I'm gonna visit this guy..'

'Yes :)'

He packs his stuff and hugs me goodbye.

I chill on my bed thinking how good this world is with people who are actually willing to have you in their space even though you haven't established the long-term bond that usually comes with it.

Mike is a very humbled soul. He would show us pictures of Egypt, of his clothe designs and of his girlfriend. Which I found especially insightful; and it was his way of letting us in on all aspects of his life- not just his country's beauty.

An hour later.

The dorm doors open and it's Mike.

He walks in.

'My flight was cancelled'.