The underground people are just like those people ..with special set of rules
different air..different faces,hands and redish eyes..
All the weiredness of how humans mis lead whole communities into thier womb..
When everything you ever read in books start to sound childish and vague..
It’s where reality have another meaning..sweet and sour yet fatal.
most of night wombs..not clubs..no..have the same design..you walk from the door to find a totally different world..you must walk way in on long narrow lanes or go down lots of stairs to reach the big gate of the other side of midnight..you open the curtains on the wildest play..when humans are in thier lowest stage of humiliating them selves..what you see in movies or abroad is not the case..
Ironicly,and because of the twisted minds..night clubs in hotels are looked on differently and they are set and thought to be a prestigious thing..infact they are worse cause they spend trible the money and the rooms are too near to have second thoughts..
getting drunk is a fact that no one think about..going to the bathroom is a communicating skill,when it’s easy to exchange phone calls..arranging most of the business deals among the thiefs who steal from the poor..and with the pressence of the double agents who are always the dancer..
don’t you dare be poor and cheap and not make the longest necklace made of cash to decorate the bare chest of the belly dancer..
every one is walking around doing absolotly corrupted,low,indecent jobs with the most serious looks on thier faces..disasters happen if the drummer skiped a note..thunder and lightning shake the stage..aint working a worship.?!.
the biggest surprise when you see your bully friend’s father sitting and doingآ horribles and then acts as if he was nice and ask the ten year old who came over by mistake to shut up and don’t mention the lady in red that sat on his lap..
that is the other side of midnight..when thier day begin..like bats or vampires..they would disappearآ by sunrise..
they have no idea about the other side of mid night ..when kind,pure people stand on thier feet for hours not to serve booz or dance..but to talk to allah ..using his own words..
people who spread thier forheads to allah and try to get closer and closer to him..people who are simple yet great..powerless cause they surrendered to the almighty’s power..
people who didn’t loose control on themselves..thier senses are still functioning..thier bodies are holy..can’t afford the shrimp besides the wine..
but still walk with thier heads held high…آ