Imagine yourself stuck in traffic, honking cars, people yelling, beggars begging, drivers swearing, tall buildings. Imagine the crazy Cairo driving. The micro buses. The mini buses. The buses. The taxis. The Cairo cabs.
Then imagine yourself suddenly looking up. You don't know what made you look up but you do. Just in time to see a parting in the buildings. Just in time to see a shooting star. Which normally wouldn't be visible because of the city lights. A long tail of white light and before you can say " Look! A shooting star!" You see the flicker at the end of the tail and it's gone. Leaving you with that special feeling shooting stars leave in our hearts. Leaving you with a smile. Back to living your normal life. Back to the streets, lights and people.
Shooting stars always amazed me. Maybe because of the cartoons that I've watched as a kid. Rainbows, ponies and shooting stars. That little girl that travelled through space on a shooting star. The piece of star that landed on Earth and left a crater the shape of a star. The "Tintin and the shooting star" comic book. The shooting stars that our Science teacher told us about in Science class. How she took a match and let it fall to the ground... Just like a shooting star. Her name was Ms. Katrina.
In that split of a second. A lot of feelings flooded through me. I couldn't whisper out any words but "Subhan Allah". I felt special. Allah had made me look up. Allah had made me witness one of his miracles.
