A Glimpse

Fullscreen capture 10302013 112011 PM.bmpShort Story By: Alexandra Kinias

The thermal blanket that covered the skies of Cairo had trapped the smog in the atmosphere and caused the temperature to soar. The woman who stood by the bus door was covered from head to toe in a black burque and black gloves, with only a slit for her eyes to see through. She was suffocated by the body heat of the sweaty passengers who crammed inside the bus like a can of sardines.  Her sticky sweat rolled under her armpits and between her thighs and intensified her feeling of heat. The bus maneuvered through the congested traffic and hobbled to the stop. She fought her way out and almost tripped when a passenger stepped on the tail of her long burque. Instantly, the street was flooded with the passengers who raced out from the belly of the bus. In another instant, and challenging the existing laws of physics, the bus was filled with double the number of passengers who showed high acrobatic skills in climbing it, scrambling inside, squeezing their way through and trampling over the passengers who were already on board.

The bus moved away from the station, emitting an enormous black cloud of burnt oil from its muffler. The woman coughed as she hurried away from inside the cloud. The traffic light turned red, but none of the cars stopped.  She looked right and left and then collected her courage and attempted to cross the street, in spite of the moving cars. A speedy car appeared in front of her and almost hit her. The car broke, its tires screeched and the driver yelled at her from inside the car. She jumped back on the sidewalk defeated by the congestion. She took a deep breath to relax her heart that raced in her chest. A police officer with a whistle in his mouth appeared from nowhere and was able to stop the cars, but the light had already turned green and the cars started to move again. The woman dodged the cars and weaved her way to the other side maneuvering between cabs, mini-buses, pedestrians, scooters, bikes and a donkey cart overloaded with baskets of fresh produce.

To celebrate her success in crossing the road, she dashed towards the sugar-cane juice store at the intersection and rested her body against the cold ceramic tiles, that covered the inside and outside of the store, to catch her breath. Inside the store, a guy behind the counter fed the rollers of the squeezer with the long stems of sugar cane. He turned the switch on and the rollers squeezed the juice into a container and the pulp fell off the rollers. A young boy picked the crushed pulp off the ground and dumped it next to where the woman stood. Flies buzzed over it.  The icy cold tall glasses of the golden sweet juice covered with white foam looked so inviting. She was already late, but she stepped inside the crowded store and stood in line waiting for her turn.  When she got in front of the counter, the guy behind it handed her a tall glass. She picked it up with her gloves and walked to the corner of the store. The curious eyes of the guy behind the counter followed her as she removed her face cover and gulped the cold juice. Their eyes locked for a moment and then she smiled and winked at him. Before he recovered from the surprise, the woman had already covered her face again, put the glass down on the counter in front of him and walked out of the store.

5 thoughts on “A Glimpse

  1. Very nice scene. I wish you all the luck with it. I spotted a couple typos you might want to fix though. I tell you this because I would want to know if it was me.

    “She picked it with her gloves…” <– you're missing a word in there I think.
    "the woman had already covered back her face…" <– it would make better sense if you said 'the woman had already covered her face again…' and the veil she covered it with is a given in my opinion. I'm sure everyone would know what she covered her face with.

    I hope you don't get offended by this.

    1. Anna, – I don’t get offended at all, don’t worry. In fact I thank you very much for taking the time to read it and to write your comments. Your comments are just and I corrected the errors.
      Thanks bunches 🙂

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