“Pilgrims from all over the world were making their way to the place deemed the pearl of the Middle East. The city was reminiscent of a modern-day Persepolis. Its buildings, like towering pillars, tested the sky’s limit. The evenly paved roads belched with the smell of new tarmac, as if a million masons woke up every morning and by hand lay asphalt one grain at a time. People of all colors, ethnicities, creed and social statuses came bearing money, knowledge or experience in order to build their legacies in the new kingdom, sprouting out of the desert. Dubai had arrived.”
Soroosh Shahrivar“The day you are born is the day you start dying”
Soroosh Shahrivar“And envy, envious of a time when the poet, the mystic, the scientist and the statesman were nobler than the merchant.”
Soroosh Shahrivar, The Rise of Shams“Death, one way or another, would breathe life into a new order of balance today.”
Soroosh Shahrivar, The Rise of Shams“He was Lenin in a Lamborghini. He was Gandhi with a gun”
Soroosh Shahrivar, The Rise of Shams“He had never met a girl who shot an arrow straighter than Cupid did”
Soroosh Shahrivar, The Rise of Shams“In searching for himself, he had come to understand that he was defined by selflessness”
Soroosh Shahrivar, The Rise of Shams“The sun from far gives life. But get close to it and it burns anything down to ashes”
Soroosh Shahrivar, The Rise of Shams“Love was supposed to be the easiest path to divinity”
Soroosh Shahrivar, The Rise of Shams“People needed proof that Utopia was nothing more than a theory, an illusion read in fictional stories.”
Soroosh Shahrivar, The Rise of Shams“Luck is the devil with a halo”
Soroosh Shahrivar, The Rise of Shams