I wrote this poem to dedicate my love to Leonardo DiCaprio for winning an Oscar..
Waiting every bit endless tiresome art the act of being that someone delivered seamlessly
Shutter Island’s Psycho Wolf ruling the Wall Street Gatsby the Great dreaming of Inception sacrificing the Diamond Blood Red charmer of Titanic
Leonardo DiCaprio never were you alone millions stood by gasped their breath to hear them say The Revenant’s SURVIVOR has done it all the Oscar now belongs to the Best
Standing right next to it and looking at the endless number of floors with the ones at the top, touching the sky. It’s an experience. And I was fortunate to make that experience mine. A dazzling piece of architecture and beauty with a strong foundation.
31st December 2015, the final hours of the countdown. Thousands of tourists had flown to Dubai to see the most spectacular fireworks in the world. People gathering around Burj Khalifa. Eating dinner, having drinks in the most plush restaurants in the world. And suddenly, fire erupts in the building (The Address), spreading at the speed of light. There was a lot of disturbance and it was all over the news.
We were planning on to go see the fireworks and this sad news made us glued to our tv screens watching The Address on fire, live. There were firefighters at the location and the Prince of Dubai was one of them.
Now, only a few minutes left for the New Year to arrive and the building is still on fire. The dilemma was would there be any fireworks or not. I personally was not in favor as I felt the fire was a very sad thing to happen and we must not celebrate to support the victims.
But, they thought differently and right when the clock struck 12, it started. The Proud Burj Khalifa came alive. Colorful lights sparkling around it, and it was one of the most dazzling thing I had ever seen.
Later on, as I dug deeper and thought about their decision to go ahead with the fireworks, to celebrate when others are in pain. What I came to conclude was that I was not completely correct. The perspective of going ahead with the fireworks was not to celebrate over others grief, it was to celebrate life which was still living and hoping.
The proud grand Burj Khalifa stood there and celebrated life. Distributed colors amongst the people who chose to stand there and wait. People who were scared and sad with the fire incident, yet they decided to witness the royal beauty. People who believed in themselves, believed in life. People who promised themselves to bring back life to The Address building just a little later.
Now this is what I call courage and I salute it. And I am happy to be proven wrong.