Back from Cairo bearing some deep ridges in the psyche, and in the soul. There is so much to say about Cairo and I find myself unable to articulate any of it. It cannot be enough to claim, blithely, that I fell in love with Cairo. That sounds unright. Love has too many spikes on the ECG chart. Too exciting or too distressing. This was the closest I have ever felt to returning home - without having actually arrived home.
Near the end, I contemplated staying. I was told that a marriage to a citizen yields a passport in only 2 years. Also that going undocumented is quite possible. I imagined a business that would sustain me - adding masala to various street foods in Cairo. (they have bhutta without masala!)
Funny that I thought only of alternate careers.
Here are some first shots from Cairo - many more will come. These are exteriors only.
A historian with the soul of a poet- I loved your intro & the photos and cant wait for more... Sophia
dard aey ga dabey payon liey surkh chiragh............................ this line is fused with my night wanderings in karachi. some of these pictures reminded me above line.