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EPISODE 01 : Start your engine

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DIRECTORS CUT : first episode children, better get soome snacks and a drink, and i highly reccomend looking at the masterlist, aisha's profile and the porsche f1 team links, since they will explain everything. It is also recommendeed you first read the trailer, which is once again found on the masterlist below.

Masterlist · 🪷 Aisha · 🪷 Porsche F1 Team · 🪷

The opening credits of the series begin to play, revealing bold block letters reading,

“Bahrain 2025”

And in the background, the black fades to reveal an aerial view of the landmark circuit, a staple of the history that defines Formula One. As the shot zooms in, we see the morning mist rolling over the grey, freshly re-laid tarmac of the track leading up to the garages of each of the 10 teams, most of them shutdown and blocked away from prying eyes. Though, as the camera moves forward, the view widens and we can see at the very end of the line, the Porsche garage emitting a yellow glow.

The acrylic entrance leaks hues of gold whilst we finally approach the opening where we see Aisha jumping in place, a set of Bose x Porsche headphones sat on her ears, the white body and metallic automobile logo on the muffs bouncing with her movements.

She looks up from her focussed point beneath her, facing the camera that zooms in and captures the determined flare within the pools of her eyes.

 The music, already beginning its powerful bass bursts, dims and briefly we can hear her laboured breathing as she stretches her hands above her and unzips the tight athleisure jacket that she had worn previously for warmth. The adidas logo crumples as she throws it away, revealing a cropped sports bra, white with grey stripes at the sides containing an embroidered Porsche logo on her left breast.

Soon enough, the music comes blaring back and the camera merely turns to follow her body as she begins to run away from the safety of her team enclosure. The scene ends with her exiting the shot, running down the initial straight of the first ever track she will race as a formula one driver.

“Aisha, what drives you in the world of Formula One?” A deep, cryptic voice off camera asks the driver sitting in shot. She smiles menacingly and leans back against her seat, her hands planted on her elegantly crossed legs as she adjusts the low cut, ‘V’ collar of her waistcoat, the colour matching the iconic Porsche guards’ red, of the rest of her risqué pantsuit.

“What drives me?” She chuckles, a low, raspy amusement that reverberates against the stormy backdrop behind her, “The competition, the domination, it runs in my blood;” She leans forward, as if the camera crew were privy to her obvious need to achieve. Aisha’s thin, golden bangles on each of her wrist’s jingle as she goes to adjust her volumous hair, “it’s not about the winning, it’s about obliterating the finish line.” She shrugs nonchalantly, despite the aggressive competitiveness that crackles in the air.

The voice chuckles at her threatening demeanour, yet continues, “Some media outlets commented on your driving style, since F2 and F3. They say it’s violent. What’s your response?”

Aisha bites her lip, thinking on the best way to diplomatically answer the question, despite her need to curse the people who doubted her.

Instead, she sighs with faux disappointment and her wide, mascara rimmed eyes move down to her rouge and gold nails whilst one of her fingers comes to slip beneath the platinum stud that sits comfortably on the left of her nose.

“Violent?” She asks, her voice barely above a murmur, “They could’ve been more descriptive.” She rolls her eyes once before inhaling, “Try...relentless. When I’m on track, behind the wheel, it’s war. And I aim to be the last one standing, if you can’t get with the program, move out the way. Cause I’m here to win.”

Her promise of no mercy is palpable as she shifts minutely in her seat, tapping her nails against one another whilst waiting for next question.

“What about the rest of the grid?” The interviewer prompts, treading carefully with his words, “Any words for them?”

Aisha scoffs under her breath, uncrossing her legs and flipping over the golden dainty necklace that rests within her exposed cleavage, the glinting logo of her team catches the light whilst she adjusts herself.

“Why words? They’ll know what I’m here for when I pass them. They’ll feel it, the fear, the resignation. I’m a whirlwind, all they can do is get swept up in it, this season, I am not racing against them, their teams or even their car; I’m racing against their hatred of losing to me.”

She smiles at the camera, eyes crinkling at the sides as her nose scrunches, a pure juxtaposition to the threat that peeled out of her mouth like scalding, hot water.

“Before we end. For your fans, what do you want them to know?”

“Hold on for your life, they’re about to witness history on the track. Cause I’m not here to make friends, I’m here to fuck shit up.” Aisha grins wickedly and laughing loudly at the flurry of reactions off camera from the crew that stood behind the myriad of wires.

Three different scenes are overlayed one another, the first being of Lewis Hamilton, giggling at someone off screen before focussing his large doe eyes onto the interviewer who also sat behind the large camera.

The second being 3X world champion Max Verstappen, who sits heavily onto the provided stool and sips at the can of the sugary energy drink in his hand, Max stared at the camera, a bored sheen coating his crystalline blue irises as the third, and final driver’s scene overtakes his.

This time Charles Leclerc enters the identical set, the Ferrari golden boy had narrowly escaped his fans-who’s screams of joy could be heard in the background as he waved a final time and pocketed a bright red, branded Ferrari pen whilst sighing, glancing around haphazardly.

“Lewis”

Hamilton perks up at his name, smiling serenely, prompting the interviewer to continue.

“The world of Formula one is ablaze about new entry, Aisha Patel. Do you think, as a seasoned professional, she has what it takes to compete?”

Lewis whistles lowly, leaning back against his seat and wraps his arms around himself, “Damn- starting strong huh?” He snorts once before re-adjusting his posture, “Y’know, we’ve heard of her up here. And she’s talented, but obliterating F3 and F2 does not directly auto-translate to domination on our track.”

“Is that scepticism that I hear?” The interviewer chases after the hesitation in the driver’s voice, like a dog after a juicy bone.

“Call it...” Lewis arches an eyebrow as he mulls over his words, “Healthy cautiousness. I’m waiting to see how she handles the pressure after the lights go out.”

“Max”

Max hums lazily, as though he had one too many bubbling seltzers that sat, pristine on the refreshments table, “Yeah?”

“Aisha Patel.”

Max clenches his jaw at the sound of her name.

“She’s said to rival your aggressiveness on track, what are your thoughts on her joining your world?”

Max scoffs at the seemingly preposterous statement, “What about her? She’s aggressive, so what? It’s skill that matters here in the big leagues. Give a baby a steering wheel to a supercharged car, that’ll be aggressive. I’m not holding my breath for her. “

“That sounds like someone who’s threatened?” He probes the already on edge driver.

“A threat?” Max chortles as if someone had offered him a mere penny for his thoughts, “I haven’t been threatened since kindergarten. I’ll let her have her try at the status quo, take one for the team and all.”

“Charles”

The alarmingly red adorned man tilts his head inquisitively at the interviewer, his gentle smile popping his dimples.

“Miss. Patel has been said to be relentless on track, throwing caution to the wind. Your thoughts on her violent debut?”

Charles hums as he nods his head, “It’s nice to see fresh blood on track, bonne, she’s certainly caught people’s attention. Let’s see if she’s all bark and no bite.” He mummers the French praise before shrugging at the end of his sentence.

“You’re excited to compete against her?”

“Of course- who wouldn’t be? New team, new driver. The more varied the sport, the more interesting.” He answers neutrality laced into his words, despite the excited glint in his eye.

“Thank you for your insights.” The interviewer thanks the men in their tapes, each of them reciprocating with equal politeness.

“Of course,” Lewis grins and claps his hands, turning to start chatting once again as he dismounts from the chair, already walking away.

“No problem,” Max nods his head once, stepping down from his seat whilst receiving a fresh can of Red Bull.

“Cheers mate,” The camera captures Charles leaning forward to shake the interviewer’s hand whilst patting his shoulder, before detaching to go and talk to the gaggle of Ferrari personnel who had gathered within the filming shed.

The 2025 drivers had gathered onto the Bahrain track, the relentless mid-day sun beating down on them as a few of them had the pleasure of black umbrellas being held above them, whilst other’s held small hand-fans in the large palms, basking in the cool breeze that the battery powered trinket provided.

Aisha walked out, her racing shoes tapping against the tarmac as she made her way towards the others. A few Porsche employees trailed behind her, one of them stayed closer behind her, offering her a metallic, grey hand-held fan along with a chilled bottle of water.

“Thanks,” She murmured, brushing the hair that managed to escape her ponytail, “It’s fucking boiling.” Aisha complained, tugging at her fireproofs whilst another employee came up to her, patting her face with a setting powder as an attempt to dry her skin.

“Can’t really help it, love.” The media admin, Sarah, pointed out removing her focus from one of the jittery interns to the driver, “Now- you’re going to walk out, fans are going to see you. Are you sure you don’t want to hide your face right now?”

Aisha cracked open the bottle in her hand, having pressed the condensation coated plastic against her forehead long enough. She faced away from 2-3 people surrounding her to peak past the acrylic barrier, onto the track, where the rest of the drivers stood haphazardly scattered around the starting position boxes that had been freshly painted onto the concrete polymer.

“It’s fine, I think I’ve already heard all their opinions on me.” Aisha groaned, fanning her face again as she kicked a non-existent pebble beneath her toe, “What could go wrong?”

She peaked out again, like a tense meerkat, only to be surprised with her teammate, Pierre chatting with his former partner, Esteban Ocon. His racing suit was already zipped up fully as he basked in the fan’s unintelligible shouts and squeals, the thick, grey fabric stretched over his body nicely as the different sponsor logos morphed to the wrinkles and dents of the cloth.

“He’s already out there.” She hissed, “Making me look like shit.” Aisha banged the back of her crown against the wall that provided her with the much-needed shelter, from both the sweltering rays and the assessing gazes of the crowd above.

“Nonsense lovey.” Sarah assured her, picking at the hem of her fireproofs and pressing a few of the sweaty, stray strands of hair back into position, “Pedro’s just catching up with some friends.”

“Pierre.” Aisha corrected, pulling up her identical suit from hanging lowly from her waist to her shoulders, thankfully she still had time to leave it unzipped.

“Whatever.” She flapped her hand dismissively, “Baguette man isn’t doing anything you won’t have to.”

“Okay,” Aisha breathed out, keeping her lips taught and still as her rouge lipstick was touched up by another Porsche jersey adorned worker, “My helmet?” She looked around, patting herself, as though it would appear out of thin air.

Sarah looked around her surrounding, panicked, before snorting and pointing to the ledge behind the group, “There ya go babe.” She leaned past Aisha to knock on the head gear.

“I’m a mess,” Aisha whined, picking up her helmet whilst rubbing the glossy exterior with an open palm, she runs her fingers over her last name that’s printed on the back.

“A hot mess.” Sarah corrected her, hooking their elbows together whilst ushering forward the teenage interns next to them- their hands shaking with apprehension as they gripped the phones in their hands, the gadget recording each moment.

Aisha stilled slightly as her foot contacted the tarmac, the crowd already hushing with undivided interest on her mere shadow. She could feel anxious sweat begin to build up on the nape of her neck, flushing her face and glistening against her skin.

Finally, after a few minutes of inner turmoil, she allowed Sarah to guide her out within the crowd of other team’s media escorts and her fellow drivers. The grandstands erupted with chaos, the rushing of footsteps- scrambling to take the first photos of her in her debut, the unravelling of flags, the patriotic colours burning against the pristine plexi-glass barriers and multiple little girls shouting happily at her image.

Aisha forced a smile onto her face, the unexpected praise soothed her blushing ears as she waved up at the viewing boxes.

“Well, well. Nobody’s ever screamed like that for me.” A voice creeped up behind her, causing Aisha to whip around with a cautionary hand on her chest.

A cheeky grin greeted her, “Lando” Aisha breathed out, leaning to the side of his stature to acknowledge the rabid paparazzi behind of them with a tight-lipped nod.

“Hey,” He greeted her, bouncing on the balls of his feet and tapping the top of his helmet that sat squeezed between his arm and waist, “You nervous?” Lando tipped his head boyishly, his curls falling over his forehead, hazel eyes softening as he watched her.

“Not really,” Aisha lied, “do you need to pee?” She looked at him anxiously, watching as he stopped bouncing like a full bladdered toddler, and stood still. Lando chuckled under his breath and opened his mouth to answer, until he lurched forward under the weight of a heavy arm that hung from his shoulders.

“Little Lando Norris.” Daniel chuckled, rubbing his knuckles over the younger’s head, and snorted when Lando pushed his hand away stumbling out from his hold, “Already chatting up the newbie?” Daniel looks at Aisha with a smirk, “I think his pubes finally grew in.” He faux whispered, his voice gritty as he winked.

“I’m not chatting up anyone,” Lando smacked Daniel between the eyes before walking backwards, next to Aisha, “Just catching up.” He shrugged, side-eyeing her, gauging a reaction from her steely expression. Luckily, he got one, Aisha’s eyes widened slightly, her eyelashes fluttering to match her hearts faster pace as she slowly turned her head to meet his eyes.

“Catching up?” Daniel inquired, suddenly interested, “You guys know each other from before?”

“Yeah, we karted together.” Aisha crossed her arms over one another, before accepting a cold can of thumbs up from a staff member, “Still remember how he shit his pants.” She mumbled.

“I did not!”

“What the fuck.”

Both men exclaimed at the same time, Lando blushing a furious red and Daniel cackling loudly- leading to not only the attention from the other drivers that stood in a 200m vicinity but also Aisha snorting out her drink from her nose.

“I did not shit my pants.” Lando gritted out the last part, to stop prying ears of the other men approaching to become privy to his humiliation.

“You did though?” Aisha arched a brow at him, “I passed by you on the last lap, therefore winning-“ She poked her outstretched pinkie from her can into his puffed up chest, “And that made you so mad, that you shit your pants.”

“Oh god,” Daniel wheezed, taking support on his shorter teammate who had trotted up to join the conversation. Yuki scrunched up his face, tilting away from the force of the elder before looking at Aisha sympathetically,

“You excited?” He grinned slightly, showing off the gap between his front teeth.

“Definitely. How could I not be?” Aisha looked down at Yuki, shifting her weight slightly as an attempt to lower herself, “The crippling pressure? The thousands of viewers? The weight of both of my country’s on my shoulders?” Aisha blew a nonchalant breath from between her lips whilst waving her hand in front of her face, “No biggie.”

The three men stared at her, blank expressions on their face, one of them pressed their lips together, smacking them and creating an equally awkward “popping” noise for the group to bask in.

“I meant more like, the race and stuff..” Yuki mumbled, scratching the back of his head before yelping when Daniel smacked the nape of his neck, “But yeah, what you said works too, fo sho, no doubt, no doubt.” He corrected himself hastily.

“Fo sho?” A fourth voice chimed in, this time with a French lilt to his words, “Who’s got yuki talking like that?”

Aisha looked away amusedly from the smaller driver to the voice, her eyes widened at the blaring red that adorned the man in front of her.

“My period wasn’t due until after the race.” She commented, meeting the man’s intense gaze, “Are you here to ask if I’d like to continue watching?” She tilted her head innocently.

“Ah, I see.” He scrunches his nose at her, “You’ve got our baby Yuki talking like that.”

“Hey, fuck you man.” Yuki protested, throwing his arms up with a huff.

“I know you want to,” The seemingly french-man retorted back with a shameful wink,

“You wink like you’re trying not to cry.” Lando pointed out.

Aisha clapped her hands at her revelation, “That’s what it looked like!”

Lando shrugged, as though it was obvious.

“Okay I’m sorry, I’m not here to start the next French revolution or whatever-“ She mumbled, holding out a polite hand as a civil greeting.

Though, she was not met with his acceptance immediately, instead the three men surrounding her grimaced and hissed through their teeth- Daniel shook his hand out like he had just burned himself. Aisha looked around, oblivious to the reason for their reactions and jolted her hand out to the man.

“I’m from Monaco,” He snarked, accepting her hand begrudgingly, “Not France.”

“Could’ve fooled me.” She shrugged in reply.

“Charles” he gritted out, squeezing Aisha’s hand tightly- a poor attempt to veil his distaste, “Charles Leclerc, Ferrari driver.”

“Really?” Aisha squeezed harder, taking a step back to roll her eyes over his bright red suit, “Couldn’t tell.” She snorted.

“Right, well” Lando coughed, reaching forward to peel away both of their hands simultaneously, “This was fun. Meeting new people.” He took Aisha’s hand in his but dropped it quickly when she looked down at their conjoined fingers. Lando coughed, the tips of his ears blushing a furious scarlet, before he shifted to glance at his oh-so-interesting boots.

Luckily, the situation was saved by one of the administration workers clapping their hands and speaking robotically into a megaphone, “drivers, please make your way to your positions.”

The seasoned drivers around her began to exit their conversations and walk towards the bleachers style setup at the start line of the circuit. At least 12 black, metallic chairs sat in a row behind a small plaque, displaying bold white font that detailed the circuit name and the iconic formula one logo sprawled along the edges of the display board.

“Didn’t need this fucking helmet.” Aisha hissed to herself, jogging to one of the Porsche employees that stood at the edge of the camera shot, handing off the piece of equipment, before making her way back to the crowd.

She zipped up her suit and removed the piece of elastic from her hair, letting the noir waves fall down her shoulders as she scanned the already in place men in front of her, thankfully Pierre waved at her and ushered for her to take place next to him, standing behind the pair of Mercedes drivers who were snickering at some joke the other had just told.

Aisha huffed, clasping her hands behind her waist whilst jerking her head side to side due to odd strands of hair tickling her eyes and nose, before she could exasperatedly wipe her face with her hand, a pair of fingers had come and brushed against her nose. Aisha minutely followed the soft pads across her cheek before trailing her gaze up to the origin, Lando met her eyes, his own irises blown out as his hand lingered by her cheek- his thumb twitching across her skin before he coughed and re-took his position.

“Thank you,” She murmured beneath her breath, neutralising her face against the onslaught of obnoxious camera shutters and piercing sun rays.

“No problem,” Lando nodded slightly, his eyes flicking back to her face, tracing her features with his shy stare, “You did great in qualifying, yesterday.” He hastily complimented.

Aisha tried to fight against the blush that made its way up her neck, “thank you,” she snipped, pressing her lips together as a futile attempt at hiding her girlish smile.

Lando huffed out a laugh, turning his neck to grin at her, “anytime.”

Finally, the pictures had come to a stop, and the long-barrelled cameras were packed away and the grid were herded to a large, open roof truck. Another admin worker trailed behind the last driver into the pen-like vehicle, stepping up the stairs to hang back from the railing after locking the gate, “everyone’s here?’ she asked, giving a once over the flocked in men, and woman.

“Aisha, you’ll be first to talk to Lawrence,” She met eyes with Aisha, who was already waving to the rowdy fans who had collected at the banisters of the grandstands, “And then it’ll be whoever’s closest.”

The lady nodded once when the drivers thanked her, then she caught Aisha’s gaze again and she smiled reassuringly, “See you guys around.” She waved and dismounted from the railing with a jump.

The large platform began to move as the truck silently hummed to life, Aisha moved from her comfortable position at the back of the area-leaning against the matte, black railing towards Lawrence who smiled excitedly at her approaching figure. As she knitted through the small groups of 3 drivers littered in her path, she continued to wave at the fans who shouted and screamed at each subtle view they managed to glimpse of her.

“Aisha! Hi!” Lawrence greeted her, offering his hand for her to shake and swivelled around to collect a microphone.

“Hello, hello.” Aisha grinned back, accepting the long piece of tech from him, comically rotating it in her hands observing the porous black material that had been painted with a flaring red to create the F1 logo.

“So, you’re finally here! The big leagues, and yesterday’s qualifying must’ve been very exciting.  We’ve all been so blown away with Porsche’s car, and your performance. P5 ! Amazing. Walk us through what you’re feeling right now?”

“I mean, it’s a confidence booster of course, qualifying top 5- but I think that along with that it’s proving to myself and other little girls like me that it isn’t about who you are, but what you can do, regardless of gender or background.” Aisha nods once, leaning her elbow against the railing to crane her neck around and take in the track that lay ahead of the speedily moving vehicle.

“It’s great that you can showcase your talent and inspire young minds, but with that said- there’s obviously a pressure that comes with entering such a male-dominated sport.”

Aisha stilled slightly, her eyes wide and unblinking for a beat, “I mean, there’s always going to be extra expectation on you when you’re breaking barriers. The way I see it, this is an opportunity to pave the way for future generation, so really, its fuels my success and goes to show that gender or race, doesn’t correlate to your ability on track.”

“Well said, and while we’re on the topic of your determination, whilst being in the spotlight almost 24/7 and the battles on track, how do you maintain focus? It must be overwhelming.”

Aisha chuckled, turning to look at the other drivers, a few of them had tuned into her interview not-so-subtle whilst others were still deep in conversation, “I mean, when you’re battling against jumbo sized toddlers, and then being put under the loving spotlight of the media, I agree, it can be pretty overwhelming sometimes. But then I remind myself, why am I here? What am I here to do? And at the end of the day, it’s just me, the car, and the track, so I really don’t mind it too much.”

She shrugged at the end of her sentence, flipping her hair over her shoulder before unzipping the thick race suit. Revealing her tight, fireproofs beneath, the Indian flag sat proudly on her shoulder whilst her team logo lay sprawled across her chest along with the sponsor logos littered across the rest of her front.

“You make it seem so easy Aisha,” Lawrence laughed, oblivious to the tension that had gathered in the young woman’s shoulders and the tightness of her eyes that had increased tenfold throughout their conversation, “Last question before I let you go, to all of  your young fans gathered here today-“ he pointed up to the bleachers that came into view on the straight that the truck was approaching, where multiple younger children stood, jumping in their spots as their Porsche hats bobbled on their heads, “-what would you tell them? Especially those who are most likely facing challenges in their racing journey?”

Aisha smiled serenely, imagining herself in the seats that sat so far away from her, what her younger self would long to hear to make her racing career just a little bit easier, “To all the younger dreamers, never let anyone else tell you your limits. They may say to stop, but you need to believe that you can keep going. Chase your passions relentlessly because if you do, then the only barriers will be the ones we allow ourselves to see. Keep fighting, because one day, you’ll see that you’re right where you need to be.”

“Wow” He sighed, hand on his heart, “That inspired me.” Lawrence laughed heartily, “Finally, maybe just a few words in your native language, now from what I know you spent at least 3 years living in India? For your education?” He looked at her questioningly, waiting for her response.

Aisha nodded happily, “Yes, I did! so you want a message in Hindi? There are so many languages in my country, but sadly I’m only fluent in Hindi, despite being Gujarati myself.”

“That would be great, please do.”

“Sabse pehle, main apne sabhi fans ko bahut saara pyaar dena chahti hoon. Aap log mere liye inspiration ho, aur main hamesha aapke saath hoon. Aap sabka support mere liye bahut important hai, aur thank you kehna chahti hoon.”

[First of all, I want to give a lot of love to all my fans. You are an inspiration for me, and I am always with you. All your support is very important for me, and I would like to say thank you.]

“Amazing, thank you so much Aisha,” Lawrence gently took the microphone away from her and offered a grateful smile before looking towards Fernando who had made his way towards the pair.

“No problem,” Aisha stepped away, patting the eldest driver’s back once before turning away and making her way towards Lando, who had already been looking towards her, waiting for her to approach him, along with Oscar and Logan who were engrossed in conversation.

The scene fades away from the three seasoned drivers and in the blackness another title appears, “RACE DAY” and following this the Porsche garage is finally revealed for the first time, much like the other teams the hard acrylic surfaces were decorated with the team colours and many engineers, technicians and workers were rushing around whilst other’s begaan to detach the hydraulic tubes from the cars in preparation for the first race of the season.

Before the first car revved up with anticipation, the halo was shown displaying the driver number and surname, “GASLY 10” and with that, the tubes were removed and the driver’s engineer pulled away, removing the iPad from Pierre’s gloved hands, allowing him to speed off towards his starting position.

The camera pans over to the second car that is yet to exit the garage, the driver within seemed to be hurriedly re-reading the car statistics, consuming that data over and over again, the scene rotates from the back of the car towards the front, where from beyond the middle column of the halo we get a glimpse of the large helmet following her heads sporadic movements, the Indian and British flag printed onto the front side of her head gear, peeped in and out of view as she handed away the tablet and she pulled on her gloves that lay waiting on the chassis in front of her.

With a confident thumbs up, she followed one of the Porsche employee’s guiding movements towards the other racers who sat in their cars, waiting for the start. Maintaining an even pace, she passed by the other cars, the exposed carbon fibre of Esteban’s Alpine in P10 and bright orange of Oscar’s McLaren in P7. She found her box waiting for her car as she pulled in and slowly removed her foot from the acceleration as she joined the grid in waiting for the formation lap.

The music faded away, to allow Aisha’s monologue to play over the still of the onboard camera, “This is it, I thought to myself, all the years of hard work and sacrifices have led up to this moment. This isn’t like F3 or F2-“ the live replay of the sleek interior of her F1 car is replaced by exhilarating moments of on track battles from her previous racing leagues, “- this is F1, where dreams are trampled on and shattered if you can’t keep up.” Her voice trembles slightly as we hear her take a deep breath in and the cars are overtaken with a new scene.

We see Aisha, in the same deep red sultry pantsuit, her side profile contrasted in the shadows as her chest rises and falls, “I remember the moment exactly, I told myself ‘Aisha, soak it in, the cheers and the feeling of other’s dreams, their expectations, cause it can make or break you.” She laughs incredulously at herself, “dramatic I know.”

“But it was electrifying, the whole thing, the thrum of the engines, the anticipation. I have never felt anything like it. But it’s everything I’ve trained for and everything I’ve wanted since I was little and racing go-karts.” Snippets of the raging, overwhelming sound of spluttering go-karts overtake the screen as one after another, we see young Aisha, drowning in an oversized sponsored uniform cut through the chequered ribbon.

“To the other drivers on the grid, it’s just the first race of the season, but for me, it’s my debut, it’s the first and only chance to prove that I’m meant to be here.” Aisha claps her hands, and the bursting flashes of her karting days cease, and we’re brought back to her, sitting in the tall stool, legs crossed over elegantly as she waves her heel back and forth, “The countdown began, and it’s lights out and away we go.”

The red lights above the Bahrain track fade away one by one, Crofty’s voice is matched with hers, and just as the sound of the engines crescendo, the scene ends.

“Right Lando- “

The young British man makes his way into the stool, wobbling slightly as he flails his hands before rocking back to stability. He lets out a relieved breath and crosses his arms over his chest, his fingers absent-mindedly playing with the golden, volt bracelet on his wrist the Luis Vuitton logo glinting in the light from his absent-minded movements.

“Hi, yes, I’m here.” Lando looked up at the interviewer, his eyes bouncing between the 3-4 different camera’s capturing him from odd angles, “Which-“he pointed at one of them, “-which one am I looking at?”

The interviewer laughed before leaning forward and tapping the lens of the middle-most camera, “This one.”

Lando breathed out, “great” before adjusting the pillowing fabric of his hoodie and stared straight into the glass barrel in front of him, “I’m Lando Norris, and I race for McLaren Formula one team.”

“We ehm we didn’t need that. It- it’s different from Drive to Survive,”

Lando cringed and rubbed the back of his head, causing the bracelet to ride up beneath the sleeve of his hoodie, “My bad- “

“Don’t worry about it, Now-“The sound of cue cards being shuffled could be heard, “Onto the first question, we’ve heard rumours about you and Aisha, especially during your karting days, care to elaborate?”

Lando sucks air through his teeth as he smirks, “Me and Aisha…” He looks down to his hands, fingers finding purchase on the angled charm of his bracelet, “We go way back, I mean, it was either me or her who were winning the races, she was,” He sighs heavily, his eyes starry as he looks back up to the camera, “She was, no, she is everything.”

“Can’t help but notice the bracelet that you have on, anything significant?”

“It’s symbolic, I guess?but nothing too big.” He shrugs it off, hiding away the jewellery from prying eyes.

The interviewer presses their lips together, humming whilst shuffling the cards once again, “Right, of course, but some fans have already started to notice that you and she are…close.”

“Close? We’ve always been close, it’s like electric with her, it’s hard not to be attached to her talent.” Lando smirks playfully, winking at the camera, “Karting with her was so intense, we pushed each other to the limit, and I will always hold her and those memories close to my heart.”

“Seems like obsession,” They laugh.

“Oh, it most definitely is, I mean, have you seen her?” Lando flourishes dramatically with his hands, as though the woman was sitting right next to him.

We are brought back to the first driver’s briefing of the season, mere days before the Bahrain Grand Prix, Aisha had just sat down next to Pierre and began to chat amicably with her new teammate, bouts of laughter erupting from the pair momentarily.

The camera pans from the bonding partners to Lando, still hiding his head between his palms in embarrassment, though from between his ringed fingers we see his emerald irises peeking through the gaps, staring thoughtfully at the enrapturing driver who was currently fiddling with the van clef, indigo bracelets that shimmered around her wrist.

Oscar, who was also curiously watching the woman jogged Lando, snapping the man out of his trance, “Mate- you’re drooling,” He poked his teammate’s cheek.

Lando slapped away the finger that prodded his face, “I am not.”

“Whatever you say,” Oscar hummed, turning his attention back to the administrator who was flipping through a few data filled papers, bringing their mouth closer to the bendable microphone. Oscar leaned into Lando, bumping their shoulders together, “Just be careful.”

Aisha breathed out a sigh, capping the black, matte Bulgari pen, slipping it into the awkwardly small purse that hung from her shoulder. She slammed the driver’s door of her car, having just finished a load of signing and smiling with fans, her main objective was to get through the security scanners peacefully.

“Hey stranger,” A voice came up behind her, tapping her arm.

“Lando,” Aisha tried to contain the quiver in her voice, “I thought you already got in.” She adjusted the neckline of her top, the tight sleeves hugged her shoulders and left her skin exposed to the warm sun.

“I did, I just needed something from my car and then I saw you,” He grinned at her, tapping his key card against the scanner, walking seamlessly through the rotating barrier, “You look like you’re about to walk a runway.”

Aisha laughed, tucking a straightened lock of hair behind her ear, “Thanks, you look…” Aisha assessed his outfit, a pair of light blue baggy, Levi’s and one of his own merch hoodies, “normal.” She cringed at her unnecessary honesty.

Yet, Lando just laughed and nodded his head in agreement, “Yeah- compared to you.”

Aisha continued to walk through the paddock, the British driver at her side whilst she waved to those personnel that passed by. She looked down at her own clothes, a neat, navy, off-the shoulder top that hugged her chest in all the right places was tucked into a grey mini-skirt, compliments of one of the many brand ambassadors of her team, the item was paired with a thin brown, gold buckled belt along with knee-high go-go boots.

“You could say that” She conceded, adjusting the golden Porsche chain that clung to her neck, “I was wondering…”

“Yeah?” Lando pocketed his hands.

“I you wanted to get dinner. For old times’ sake?” Aisha leaned forward on one foot, tilting her head hopefully before coming to a stop and waiting for his response.

Lando beamed widely, his eyes sparkling, “Definitely, I would be an absolute idiot to turn you down.”

Aisha blushed and looked down at the bracelets on her wrist, multiple layered golden chains which reflected light against her face in the most euphoric way, “Great, I’ll ju-“

“AISHA, oh my god it’s really her, AISHA!”

A shrill, young voice erupted from behind the pair, and a group of 3-4 young girls came running up to the pair. Aisha laughed to herself, plucking out the pen once more.

“Hello,” Aisha greeted the pre-teens who surrounded her, two of them dressed in a signature papaya orange whilst the other two sported metallic, silver Porsche merch, “You guys look so good!”

She accepted the hats and odd poster that the girls shyly handed her, “We’re so excited to see you race! You’re the only one who looks like us.” One of them spoke, her copper toned, youthful cheeks bobbed up with her smile as her long, black ponytail weaved with her excited movements.

“That’s so sweet, I think I might just win the race for you.” Aisha opened her arm for the girl to step into as they took a photo.

“Ehm, Lando, could we get an autograph as well,” Another one asked, already unfurling a second poster along with presenting the enraptured male with a sharpie.

“Absolutely! How could I resist?” Lando accepted the pen and began to sign the poster along with some newly presented items that the other two girls had produced.

“Thank you, guys, so much!” Aisha waved off the girls and turned back to Lando, already handing over her phone for him to enter in his number.

The young fans were squealing on their way back to their parents, who were just as excited for their young daughter’s interaction, “Did you guys see the bracelet?”

“What bracelet?” Another one asked, carefully rolling up her poster and handing it to her father, who tucked it under his arm and offered his hand for her to take.

“Lando’s, the one he wore for the whole of last season…” She adjusted her cap, looking confusedly at her three friends.

“Oh…I didn’t.”

“Neither did I.”

The screen faded away from Lando, sitting with his teammate whilst gawking at Aisha and we’re brought back to the present, the on-board camera of the Porsche is aimed at the lights that have just gone dark and all at once, a symphony of rubber against concrete fills the scene.

Aisha navigated turn one with ease, emerging from the throng of cars still in P5, her grip tightened on the steering wheel as she focussed every ounce within her body on the track ahead. The bright spotlights above her cast a blinding hue over the grandstands, illuminating the eager fans from around the world, their flags waved in their air as they watched with anticipation when she approached Lewis from behind, pressuring the world champion ahead as they weaved into the next turn.

Aisha aimed for the apex, seeing the slightest gap for her to slip past, as she pointed the head of her car towards the opening, she held her breath and pressed on the throttle. Aisha lurched backwards as she could feel the crackles of her under-board hit the track with each increase in speed she made, yet she managed to dodge the Mercedes car and fly down the straight, maintaining her tyres as best as she could.

The radio thrummed to life in her ear as her race engineer, James, began to speak, “Great work with Lewis, already around 1.15 behind you. Take care of your tyres for now and defend.”

Aisha breathed heavily as she continued to meet the corners and walls with barely an inch to save herself as a highly effective attempt to prevent more overtakes, “Got it.”

She continued her pace throughout the laps, the continuous build up over 20 rounds had inched her closer and closer to Carlos who was struggling in P3, his braking getting worse and worse with each sharp turn.

“James- how much closer do I need to overtake?” Aisha gritted out, flitting her eyes to the large, white metallic DRS sign that entered her limited field of vision.

“Only a bit more Aisha, it’s time to push.”

Aisha stepped harshly onto the gas, her engine thrumming all around her as she charged closer to the bright red Ferrari ahead. She could see the rubber of the tyres in front burn and smoke with every swerve. The roar of her engine filled her ears, drowning out the noise of her own heartbeat as she braced herself for the challenge, “Here we go,” she murmured, voice firm and steely with determination.

She surged her car forward, pushing her machine to the limit as she matched Carlos’ pace with precision and determination, the desert heat bore down in mirage-like waves as the two drivers danced on the razor’s edge of competition. One by one measly lap, the distance shortened until they were wheel to wheel, and all Aisha could do was grit her teeth until she could taste the tangy calcium as she continued the precipice of a wipe-out, the promise of a podium too good to lose.

Aisha’s heart pounded with exhilaration as they hurtled down the straight once again, soon enough the pair were met with the sharpest corner yet, Aisha pushed further and Carlos relented, edging away meekly to allow her to slip by. The crowd’s cheers washed over her, a wave of euphoria crashing over her senses as her heart swelled with triumph.

“WOO! P3!”

“Amazing work Aisha, halfway there. Get some distance between you two.”

“I can take on Checo,” Aisha promised, her aggressive spirit burning deeply within her core as her eyes narrowed into the back of one of the red bulls.

“Go for it, but be careful, your tyres aren’t that good.” James warned her, his voice crisp with caution.

“I got this.”

Aisha revved up once her power had flashed a promising green on the screen in front of her, “It’s time to pounce.” She promised herself whilst flicking the DRS button with her thumb, letting the flap behind her quiver open, the force launched her forward like never before as the lap count leached into the 40’s, Checo hadn’t yet pitted, neither had she, and suddenly, it was a battle of the wills.

She tried all that she could, nudging her nose into the smallest of gaps and backing out when he had angled himself predatorially, grazing her front wing enough for her heart to jump into her throat, “What the fuck is he doing? Fucking cocksucker, he wants to kill me or what?” Aisha had to remind herself to lower her voice.

“It’s within regulation, keep pushing you’re approaching DRS again.” James assured her.

The car trembled beneath her, like a jaguar waiting to pounce again after one failure, she pressed again. This time she nipped Checo’s wheel, causing for him to quickly move out of the way, narrowly missing a spin-off and allowing Aisha to speed into P2.

“FUCK YES! HOLY SHI-“

Aisha’s celebration was cut short when a dangerous thrum approached her rapidly, she attempted with all her might to duck and weave into and out of his path, but Checo was relentless, continuously rubbing against her wheels and forcing her to utilise her power.

“Fuck, fuck what the actual shit?” Aisha screeched as she continued to sloppily defend, her anger bubbling up like hot water.

The red bull growled and pounced in front of her, clipping enough of her front wheel to send her spinning. Aisha shouted with malice, throwing up her hands as her wheels began to rotate rapidly, “BASTARD!”

Her vision blurred as the world around her continued to haphazardly shift, the fans above stilled with trepidation as they watched her strangle her wheel with both hands and wrangle the car back into position.

“Okay, so that’s P5- P5, Piastri, Sainz, Perez and Verstappen in front of you,”

“Copy.” Aisha grumbled darkly, manoeuvring the vehicle so that she could continue to viciously speed down the final lap, murderously defending her position as her stomach finally settled and head stopped pounding with adrenaline.

The race ended with Crofty heartily congratulating her over the commentary,

“And Verstappen has won the Bahrain grand prix! with Checo in P2 and Sainz in the Ferrari in P3. Now the fans have spoken, and new-comer Aisha Patel has been voted driver of the day, rightfully so, securing a solid P5 finish after a challenging battle on the track. it's fantastic to see her scoring valuable points in her debut race. And let's not forget the incredible debut of the Porsche F1 Team! It's clear that they're a force to be reckoned with in the championship.”

A view of Max passing through the finish line is shown, sparks flew behind his car as he speeds through and turned into the parc ferme. Aisha is also shown, her eyes steely from within her helmet and as she stops her car she clambers out of the cockpit and rips of her headgear, a scowl evident on her usually cool face.

She pushes open the gate to the media pen, narrowly avoiding Max, who spared her a dark glance from over his shoulder before turning back to the interviewer.

“Yeah, people make stupid decisions sometimes,” She heard him answer the unintelligible question. Aisha could already feel the anger burn her throat as she whipped her head around and met Max’s eyes, he stared back, an inferno raging within his blue iris’. She opened her mouth to speak but was stopped by her Media manager, pulling her away gently, Aisha followed tearing her eyes away from the Dutchman. Yet, she could still feel his heated gaze on her.

Aisha scoffed passing by Carlos and Checo, who were conversing in fast Spanish, and headed towards the common media area, where eager and ravenous reporters began to clamber on top of one another as they caught sight of her sweaty face and stringy hair.

“Aisha! Aisha!”  They called, loud voices breaking through the microphone and blowing through the audio.

Aisha huffed and went towards the tell-tale white microphone, the sky sports logo sprawled all over the foam cover,

“Hi Aisha, congratulations on the P5 today,” Mark started, holding the microphone out for the visibly annoyed driver.

“Thank you,” She snipped, but blinked a few times before forcing herself to continue, “Y’know could’ve been a P2 finish for Porsche today, but I’m happy with both Pierre and I’s finish, at least we scored some valuable points.” Aisha robotically recounted her PR training.

“Definitely a tough break for you out there,” He nodded solemnly, “Care to walk us through what happened with Checo on lap 43?”

Aisha sucked in a breath, looking behind her where her PR person stood, arms crossed over her Porsche shirt as she shrugged, “Yeah, of course, it’s disappointing end to my race, P2 would probably be a dream, but Checo made a-“ Aisha bit her tongue momentarily, looking into the few dozen camera’s pointed at her, until she noticed Checo’s reflection walking behind her, heading to the cool-down room, “-a dickhead move absolutely dangerous, there was contact because he couldn’t use his eyes, and that caused me to spin out. It’s racing, I know, but you don’t see race winners or legends making moves like that.” Aisha hissed.

Mark stared at her, mouth agape before he recollected himself and forced a flabbergasted laugh, “Well, that’s one way to put it.” The other surrounding reporters were close to drooling at the mouth, their own mics pushed further through the gaps as they imagined the debaucherous headlines they could create from her outburst.

“How were you feeling during that moment?”

“Truthfully?” She tilted her head, “Pissed, but you probably didn’t you marky-moo, my radio probably told you that. But after I managed to regain my original position, I was more determined to just finish the race with a solid end.”

He laughed at that but stilled when Checo emerged once again from the cool-off room, “Checo!” Mark called, oblivious to the thunderous haze that overtook Aisha. She checked behind her shoulder, and her upper lip curled with malice,

“I’ll let Checo say his bit- “She murmured, “Excuse me.” And left the pen, heading towards the Porsche garage whilst avoiding eye-contact with Lucy, her fuming PR manager.

“Hey! Checo!” Aisha called out, throwing down her headphones, leaving her race engineer in concerned confusion as she approached the red bull driver, amid his team, oblivious to the storm about to hit him.

“Oh, hey Aisha-“

“Do not, hey, me.” She snarled, “What the fuck was that on track? Were you trying to kill me back there? You could’ve overtaken me in so many other ways.” Aisha approached him, prompting Checo to take a simultaneous step back, hands raised.

“It’s racing Aisha, I had to make a split-second decision.”

“We all make decisions, Perez,” She snarled, hands balling up into fists, “You don’t see Charles or Carlos or anyone with half a brain doing what you did? You messed up my race!” Aisha’s voice begins to raise, drawing attention of the red bull personnel, since the pair had manged to slowly move up to the entrance of the garage, and prompting a few camera men, who were following around Lando and Oscar to pan over to her.

Aisha groans, smacking her palm against her head a few times as a display of aggression before turning back to a very sweaty, nervous driver, “Never mind my race- you had fucking so many other options, why? Why did you decide to clip my wheel? Is it because being overtaken by a woman was so embarrassing, for red bull’s number two, you couldn’t handle it?” Aisha mocks him, before starting to approach his frozen form, a violent fire burning in her eyes and spreading to her limbs, igniting them with her fury.

Just as there was merely a centimetre between the two, a pair of strong arms hooked themselves around her elbows, holding her hand away from Checo, who had started shouting about his “personal safety”.

“Are you fucking stupid?” A gruff voice whispers into her ear.

Aisha kicks out, a futile attempt to free herself, “Let me go,” She whips her head around, her hair flying,

“Can you stop? I will literally knock you out.” The voice continues, grunting when her foot narrowly misses his groin.

“Fine-“ She huffs, going limp as she shoots daggers into Checo’s retreating back being escorted by a flurry of blue clad workers, “Fine, let me go,” She mumbles.

The man drops her onto the floor instantly, allowing her to stumble over her feet. Aisha finds her footing once more and spins around to meet his eyes, “Max?”

Max stares down at her, his eyes squinted with annoyance, “Who else? You’re in front of the red bull garage.” He rolls his eyes and steps a large stride away from her.

Aisha blinks once. Twice. Before scoffing and crossing her arms, “Yeah. Thanks.” She snarks before walking away from him, leaving the dutchman standing, fuming in his spot. She manages to skip over the McLaren crowd but had attracted almost half a dozen cameras on her, the large intimidating lens’ were pushed into her face haphazardly, narrowly missing her face a few times.

Aisha had to hold herself back from stealing the cameras from their holders and smashing them onto the ground. She could feel a self-depreciating throb begin to build in her head, the memory of all the idyllic children watching her, and those who had felt represented by her made tears prick at her eyes. In that moment, with too many lens’ focussing on her quivering lip, she hoped that they wouldn’t catch the salty sadness that threatened to stream down her face

The post-race interview scene fades away, and a familiar red bull jersey is announced into the scene, the dark blue merging pleasantly with the dark grey background. We’re introduced to Checo’s frame, a placid smile on his face.

“Hi checo,” The interviewer greets the driver, who nods in acknowledgement, “Well, Bahrain was an intense time for you, especially the on track accident with Aisha, would you care to talk us through the whole thing?”

Checo clears his throat briefly, “Yeah, uhm, it was a tight battle with her, and she was holding her ground y’know, but I saw an opportunity to make a move and I took it.” He shrugged once, reverting his gaze away from the camera, “And, as an unfortunate by product, she ended up spinning out, but it’s racing, these things happen.”

“I think everyone knows that she seemed quite upset about the incident, did you have a chance to speak with her afterwards?”

“uhm, people say things when they’re angry, and Aisha was frustrated but I’m here to win races, that’s what I’ve been hired to do. Once again, it was a choice that I had to make, and it’s hard to consider everyone’s emotions while I do it.”

“Max, we recently interviewed Checo, and he had some…words to say about the situation in Bahrain, specifically with Aisha after the race. Now, we saw that you had intervened just in time, what was going on during that moment?”

Max shifted in his chair, slipping down slightly, and crossing his arms over his chest, “Yeah, I could see that the situation was escalating, with Aisha getting increasingly angry, it would’ve ended pretty badly.”

“You sound so sure about that.”

“Trust me, I know anger when I see it, and I know that races can get heated especially when avoidable occurrences aren’t avoided, but I also think that emotional regulation is crucial to compete.” He distractedly runs a thumb over his bottom lip.

“Does this change your initial views on Aisha entering the sport? Since you were pretty, pessimistic.” The interviewer cringes just as the words escape their mouth.

“I wouldn’t say I was pessimistic,” He quickly rejects, “But I think she had something to prove, just like any of us, she isn’t exempt from it. And she, raced like any of us would’ve in the moment, so do I suddenly think of her as a saint? No, but do I think that she’s building up to something? Maybe.”

“Aisha!” A voice calls from behind her, Aisha smiles at the fans who had offered her a notebook to sign, she watched them walk away before responding,

“Yeah?” She tucks away her pen into the silver, Porsche gym bag that hung from her shoulder.

Lando jogs up to her, tapping his card against the scanner before pushing through the gate and reaching her side, “Great race, you handled it...well…” He trailed off, unsure of how to spin off his compliment.

Aisha laughs at that, throwing her head back, ”It’s okay Lando, you don’t have to say anything” She tugs at the sleaves of her tight black jacket, the hugo boss label stretched over her chest as she pulled at the fabric, “I- I can get pretty mad,” Aisha shrugs, kicking an imaginary pebble with her shoe, rustling her oversized tracksuit bottoms, the three parallel lines on both her legs fluttered with the airy clothing.

“Yeah, that probably didn’t go down to well on camera,” He itches the back of his head, “I actually came to ask if you’re staying at the same hotel as the rest of us, Oscar took my car and I’m stranded.”

“Lando…” She sighs, adjusting the strap of her bag, “If you wanted to ride in my Porsche, you could’ve just said so.” Aisha gestured to her silvery 918 Spyder, the high-end sports car shimmered beneath the spotlights of the private car park.

Lando hissed through his teeth and grinned, “You caught me.” He held his hands up, “It’s the only way I can be photographed in the car without causing an uproar.”

Aisha tilted her head at him, “Oh, so nothing else is convincing you?”

“Hmmm, that, and maybe the very beautiful and scary woman who drives it?” Lando offered, holding out his hand for her to take.

She looked down at his open palm before searching the area around them, the rest of the grid had departed long before, leaving just her car and another in the parking. Aisha squinted her eyes at the remaining automobile, a Honda NSX, the only owner being none other than a certain grumpy blonde, who was more focussed on his back seat than on the couple who still stood in the middle of the concrete.

Accepting his hand, she revelled in the feeling of her fingers intertwined with his, soft skin against coarse knuckles, a warm aura enveloped her being as she guided them towards her car, pulling out the flat fob to click open the expensive machine.

Yet, as she watched Lando retreat into the passenger’s seat with an amazed, “oh damn.” and went to unlock the trunk to slip her duffel bag into, she felt an icy gaze glued to her back.

Aisha turned once behind her to where Max was sitting in his driver’s seat, eyes glued at first on Lando, an unrecognisable expression painted on his face before he slowly slid it up to her face, and his once oddly neutral gaze turned into an annoyed squint.

With that, the dutchman tore his eyes away from a now, slightly agitated Aisha, towards the open road and pulled out of the car park, speeding away to what she assumed would be the hotel.

“Hey,” Lando leaned over the dash, reaching for her hand that rested on the headrest of her seat, the other braced on her car door as she watched the retreating Honda, “You okay?”

Aisha jumped out of her disturbed haze, and back to where Lando was now rubbing his fingers over hers that had tensed enough to turn her milky brown skin into a pale white, “Yeah- I’m fine, just checking for reporters.”

“I’m that embarrassing?” He teased, watching her intently as she fastened her seatbelt and smiled at the sound of the purring super engine.

Aisha snorts, “No- not at all, just making sure that McLaren’s golden boy isn’t photographed inside a Porsche- with the grid’s certified crazy woman.” She pressed on the gas.

“Yeah, but…what if I want that?”

“What?” Aisha’s eyebrows knitted together; eyes still glued to the unfamiliar roads ahead as the GPS stopped squawking at her for a brief moment.

“I don’t care if you’re the crazy woman…You’re just, you. I don’t care about the rest.” Lando smiled lazily, his eyes studying her quickly flustered face.

“You’re a horrible flirt Norris.” She grumbled.

[wise-journey]

Riffa: Bahrain's Hidden Gem

Embark on an exhilarating journey through Riffa, a captivating enclave situated in the heart of Bahrain. This hidden gem lures adventurous spirits with its rich legacy, riveting local life, and breathtaking vistas. Allow us to guide you through the wonders of Riffa and unravel its mysteries.

Culture: A Tapestry of Traditions

Dive headfirst into Riffa's remarkable cultural heritage that effortlessly interweaves the past and the present. Begin your immersion with a visit to the Bahrain National Museum, a stone's throw away from the city. This emblematic museum houses fascinating exhibits, with standout pieces including artifacts from the Dilmun civilization, delicate Islamic art, and intricate traditional handicrafts. Then, plunge into the realm of Arabian folklore at the mesmerizing Al Jasra Handicrafts Centre, where locals perform cultural dances and demonstrate their traditional craft-making skills.

Gastronomy: A Culinary Extravaganza

Riffa takes food lovers on a culinary journey, offering a tantalizing fusion of flavors from around the globe. Your gastronomic adventure begins with the local Bahraini cuisine, a feast for the senses where fresh seafood and aromatic spices reign supreme. At the bustling Souq Waqif, relish in traditional dishes such as machbous (a spiced rice dish with meat or fish) and harees (a creamy wheat and meat porridge). Then, head to Riffa Views for an array of upscale restaurants serving a fusion of international cuisines for a modern dining experience.

Activity: Thrilling Experiences Await

Riffa offers a myriad of adventures for thrill-seekers craving for a dose of adrenaline. Explore Jebel Dukhan, the highest peak in Bahrain, and embark on a mountain biking trail or a hiking expedition. For an extraordinary experience, hop onto a hot air balloon and sail above the undulating golden dunes of the Sakhir Desert. For avid divers, plunge into the Arabian Gulf’s crystal clear waters for a scuba diving expedition. Discover vibrant coral reefs teeming with abundant marine life that is sure to leave you spellbound.

When to Go: Perfect Timing for Explorers

To maximize your stay in Riffa, plan your visit between November and March when the climate is mild and enjoyable. The scorching heat of the summer months, with temperatures skyrocketing well above 40°C (104°F), is best avoided.

How to Get There: A Journey Worth Taking

Thanks to Bahrain's efficient transportation system, reaching Riffa is a breeze. Direct flights from major cities worldwide land at Bahrain International Airport. From the airport, Riffa is just a short drive away with several convenient transportation options, including taxis and car rentals, readily available.

Where to Stay: Unwind in Luxurious Comfort

Riffa offers a range of accommodations catering to every traveler’s tastes. For an indulgent stay, experience the grandeur of Ritz-Carlton Bahrain or the luxurious Riffa Views International Hotel. Alternatively, for a more intimate and authentic stay, boutique hotels nestled within Riffa’s historical streets are ideal.

What to Do: Uncover Hidden Treasures

Step back in time as you meander through the narrow alleys of Riffa Old Souq, discovering hidden gems and trinkets in the bustling markets. Immerse yourself in the city's vibrant art scene by exploring contemporary galleries and exhibitions. Don't miss the opportunity to witness a thrilling camel race at the Royal Camel Farm, a truly unique and unforgettable experience.

Where to Eat: Savor Every Bite

Meet your gastronomic desires at Riffa's eclectic dining spots. Discover the flavors of Bahrain at Al Abraaj, a local favorite serving mouth-watering Bahraini dishes. For international cuisine, Vera Pizzeria offers delectable wood-fired pizzas, while Café Lilou is perfect for a hearty brunch.

Sights and Tours: Unforgettable Experiences

Embark on a cultural tour of Riffa's iconic landmarks. Start with the magnificent Al Riffa Fort, an architectural marvel offering panoramic city views. Next, visit the Riffa Clock Tower, a symbol of Riffa's progression standing tall amidst its historical charm. For a unique experience, join a traditional dhow cruise, and witness a mesmerizing sunset over the glittering Arabian Gulf.

Tips for Adventurers: Local Insights

- Engage with friendly locals to gain a deeper understanding of their traditions and customs. - Maintain respect for local customs by dressing modestly, especially when visiting religious sites. - Stay hydrated and carry sunscreen during outdoor adventures as the sun can be intense.

Money Matters: Currency and Payment

The official currency in Riffa, Bahrain, is the Bahraini Dinar (BHD). Cash is widely accepted, and ATMs are conveniently located throughout the city. Most establishments also accept major credit cards, providing a seamless payment process.

Nightlife: Vibrant After-Dark Delights

As the sky darkens, Riffa awakens with colorful nightlife activities. Sip on exotic cocktails at the city's trendy rooftop bars, lose yourself in live music performances or dance the night away at chic clubs. You wouldn't want to miss the chance to witness traditional Bahraini music and dance, a showcase of the region's rich heritage.

Transport and Shopping: Getting Around and Retail Therapy

Riffa's reliable and affordable public transportation system, including buses and taxis, lets you explore the city at your own pace. For retail therapy, Riffa boasts modern malls and lively souks, where you can find everything from traditional handicrafts to luxury brands.

Conclusion: Riffa - A Gateway to Endless Adventures

As we conclude our journey through Riffa, we hope this guide has sparked your wanderlust. From delving into a vibrant culture and tantalizing gastronomy to embarking on thrilling adventures, Riffa promises a wealth of unforgettable experiences. Pack your bags, unleash your adventurous spirit, and let Riffa reveal its enchanting charms to you. Read the full article

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Currently reading about the rise of the Arab Spring and the pearl roundabout in Bahrain is such an interesting landmark.

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SA BUILDING A NEW RELIGION, NEW ISLAM, AN INNOVATION (BID’AH), WHICH IS FORBIDDEN ACCORDING TO ISLAMIC LAW…

WHEN KUFR (POLYTHEISM) RISES FROM THE HOME OF THE KA’BAH, WHERE DO BOTH ISLAM AND MUSLIMS GO?

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Women's driving ban lifted Saudi Arabia shocked many in the kingdom late September when it was announced a long-standing and controversial ban on women driving in the Saudi Arabia would be lifted in 2018.

Saudi's first ever Comic Con Saudi Arabia's first "Comic Con" event - a US-based pop culture movement - was held in February. The three day festival of anime, pop art, video gaming and film-related events was the first of its kind in Saudi Arabia.

Stadiums open to Saudi women In another landmark move, Saudi Arabia announced its decision to allow women to enter sports stadiums for the first time from next year.

The ultra-conservative kingdom - which has some of the world's tightest restrictions on women - has long barred women from sports arenas by strict rules on segregation.

Entertainment city planned Riyadh announced plans to build an 'entertainment city' outside the capital, Riyadh. The 334sq km park will include a safari, sports facilities, theme park and other activities.

Saudi Arabia also announced it will build a series of theme parks in the Kingdom with US-based developer Six Flags involved in the projects.

Music concerts allowed A series of concerts by international and Arab artists were hosted in Saudi Arabia in 2017 including the first exclusively female music concert with a performance from Lebanese singer Hiba Tawaji.

Saudis spent billions of dollars annually to see movies, attend concerts and visit amusement parks in neighbouring tourist hubs of Bahrain and Dubai.

Cinema ban lifted For the first time in 35 years, cinemas in Saudi Arabia opened their doors to the public.

Tourist Visas With promises of new entertainment facilities, theme parks, cinemas, concerts and water parks, and the promotion of Saudi Arabia's historical sites, all that was missing was the ever-elusive tourist visa. The government approved a tourist visa program in October.

Mixed-gender national day celebrations The kingdom's national day in September saw women allowed to enter the Riyadh's main stadium to join in with celebrations for the first time.

The presence of women at the King Fahd Stadium marked a departure from previous celebrations in the Gulf kingdom.

Women were allowed to enter the stadium, a previously male-only venue used mostly for football matches. Women and their families were seated separately from single men but it allowed them to watch a musical show and a play on Saudi history.

Yoga Fitness enthusiasts in Saudi Arabia can rejoice - yoga is officially back on the program.

The Saudi ministry of trade and industry has officially approved the teaching of yoga and listed it under their sports activities.

Those wishing to practice or teach yoga can now collect a license from the ministry. Fun times for yogis.

Saudi Arabia abolishes flogging Saudi Arabia has abolished flogging as a punishment, the state human rights commission said Saturday, hailing a “major step forward” in the reform program.

Court-ordered floggings in Saudi Arabia — sometimes extending to hundreds of lashes — have long drawn condemnation from human rights groups.

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Dubai Transit Visa Application Online: A Complete Guide

Planning a layover in Dubai? Whether you’re stopping for a few hours or a couple of days, applying for a Dubai transit visa online is a straightforward process that allows you to experience the city’s highlights. This blog will guide you through everything you need to know about how to apply for a dubai 48 hours transit visa and enjoy your stopover.

What is a Dubai Transit Visa?

A Dubai transit visa allows travellers to enter the UAE during a layover, making it possible to explore the city even if you’re just passing through. The Transit Visa is available at 48 hours and 96 hours — this visa is ideal for travellers with a short stopover who want to make the most of their time at Dubai International Airport.

Who Needs to Apply for a Dubai Transit Visa?

Not all travellers need to 96 hours visa in Dubai. If you’re a citizen of GCC countries (like Saudi Arabia, Qatar, Oman, Kuwait, or Bahrain), or eligible for visa-free entry (for example, citizens of the USA, UK, or EU member states), you may not require a Dubai transit visa. However, travellers from countries like India, Pakistan, and many others do need to complete a Dubai transit visa application online.

The process is simple and can be completed through our UAE Dubai Transit Visa Portal.

Dubai Transit Visa Application Online: Step-by-Step Process

Applying for a dubai transit visa requirements has never been easier. Here’s a step-by-step guide:

Open the Dubai Transit E Visa

Choose your citizenship and country of residence.

Select your preferred visa type, like Dubai 48 Hours Visa.

Complete the application form and fill in all the details carefully.

Upload the required documents.

Make the visa payment.

Receive your Dubai visa in 3–4 Working Days via Email or WhatsApp. You can track your Dubai Transit Visa Status here.

Once approved, the visa details are sent to the airline you’ve booked your flight with. The airline then verifies your visa and, if everything is in order, updates your booking with an “OK to Board” status.

Required Documents for Dubai Stopover Visa

To apply for a transit visa for Dubai, you need to meet certain requirements. Here are the essential Dubai transit visa requirements:

Scanned copy of Passport Bio page

One passport-size photograph with a white background

Proof of accommodation

Round-trip flight booking

Birth Certificate Requirement for minors.

What Can You Do During Your Layover in Dubai?

After you’ve received your Dubai transit visa and landed at Dubai International Airport, a wealth of experiences await you! Whether you have 48 or 96 hours, here’s how you can make the most of your time:

Visit Iconic Landmarks

The world’s tallest building, Burj Khalifa, is a must-see during your stopover. You can also check out Dubai Mall, which is not only a shopper’s paradise but also houses the Dubai Aquarium, making it an excellent stop for families.

Relax on the Beach

If you have a few hours, head to Jumeirah Beach for a quick dip in the Persian Gulf or just relax with views of the famous Burj Al Arab.

Go on a Desert Safari

With a Dubai transit visa for 48 hours, you can even enjoy a thrilling desert safari experience, complete with dune bashing and traditional Bedouin hospitality.

Explore Dubai Marina

Take a stroll around Dubai Marina, a beautiful waterfront district with plenty of restaurants, cafes, and shopping options.

Transit Visa Dubai Price

In case of emergency, the transit visa dubai cost offers an even more comfortable stop in the United Arab Emirates. You can use this single-entry visa to visit UAE, Abu Dhabi, and other emirates over this long period. Below are the dubai transit visa 48 hours price, validity, and procedure details.

Conclusion

A Dubai transit visa is a great way to turn your layover into a mini-vacation. Whether you’re visiting for 48 or 96 hours, the process to apply for a transit visa for Dubai is simple and efficient. From the easy Dubai transit visa application online to receiving your Dubai e-visa, the entire process ensures you have the freedom to explore the city while on a stopover.The next time you find yourself with a layover in Dubai, take advantage of the Dubai stopover visa and make unforgettable memories in one of the world’s most dynamic cities!

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چوںکفرازکعبہخیزدکجاماندمسلمانی،حافظشیرازی

SA BUILDING A NEW RELIGION, NEW ISLAM, AN INNOVATION (BID’AH), WHICH IS FORBIDDEN ACCORDING TO ISLAMIC LAW...

WHEN KUFR (POLYTHEISM) RISES FROM THE HOME OF THE KA’BAH, WHERE DO BOTH ISLAM AND MUSLIMS GO?

Here some reforms implemented by western educated and trained Crown Prince Mohammed bin Salman.of Saudi Arabia, that will likely have the biggest impact on the conservative kingdom.

1. Women's driving ban lifted

Saudi Arabia shocked many in the kingdom late September when it was announced a long-standing and controversial ban on women driving in the Saudi Arabia would be lifted in 2018.

2. Saudi's first ever Comic Con

Saudi Arabia's first "Comic Con" event - a US-based pop culture movement - was held in February. The three day festival of anime, pop art, video gaming and film-related events was the first of its kind in Saudi Arabia.

3. Stadiums open to Saudi women

In another landmark move, Saudi Arabia announced its decision to allow women to enter sports stadiums for the first time from next year.

The ultra-conservative kingdom - which has some of the world's tightest restrictions on women - has long barred women from sports arenas by strict rules on segregation.

4. Entertainment city planned

Riyadh announced plans to build an 'entertainment city' outside the capital, Riyadh. The 334sq km park will include a safari, sports facilities, theme park and other activities.

Saudi Arabia also announced it will build a series of theme parks in the Kingdom with US-based developer Six Flags involved in the projects.

5. Music concerts allowed

A series of concerts by international and Arab artists were hosted in Saudi Arabia in 2017 including the first exclusively female music concert with a performance from Lebanese singer Hiba Tawaji.

Saudis spent billions of dollars annually to see movies, attend concerts and visit amusement parks in neighbouring tourist hubs of Bahrain and Dubai.

6. Cinema ban lifted

For the first time in 35 years, cinemas in Saudi Arabia opened their doors to the public.

7. Tourist Visas

With promises of new entertainment facilities, theme parks, cinemas, concerts and water parks, and the promotion of Saudi Arabia's historical sites, all that was missing was the ever-elusive tourist visa. The government approved a tourist visa program in October.

8. Mixed-gender national day celebrations

The kingdom's national day in September saw women allowed to enter the Riyadh's main stadium to join in with celebrations for the first time.

The presence of women at the King Fahd Stadium marked a departure from previous celebrations in the Gulf kingdom.

Women were allowed to enter the stadium, a previously male-only venue used mostly for football matches. Women and their families were seated separately from single men but it allowed them to watch a musical show and a play on Saudi history.

9. Yoga

Fitness enthusiasts in Saudi Arabia can rejoice - yoga is officially back on the program.

The Saudi ministry of trade and industry has officially approved the teaching of yoga and listed it under their sports activities.

Those wishing to practice or teach yoga can now collect a license from the ministry. Fun times for yogis.

10. Saudi Arabia abolishes flogging

Saudi Arabia has abolished flogging as a punishment, the state human rights commission said Saturday, hailing a “major step forward” in the reform program.

Court-ordered floggings in Saudi Arabia — sometimes extending to hundreds of lashes — have long drawn condemnation from human rights groups.

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Discover Bahrain: A Blend of Tradition, Modernity, and Arabian Charm

Experience the captivating allure of Bahrain, a gem in the Arabian Gulf where ancient traditions meet modern luxury. Our Bahrain Travel Agency offers bespoke travel experiences that showcase the rich history, vibrant culture, and stunning landscapes of this island nation, ensuring a memorable journey for every traveler.

Start your adventure in Manama, the capital city, where you’ll find a fascinating mix of old and new. Wander through the bustling streets of the Manama Souq, where the aroma of exotic spices fills the air, and traditional crafts are displayed alongside modern goods. Don’t miss the Bahrain National Museum, where you can delve into the island’s 5,000-year history, from the Dilmun civilization to the contemporary era.

For a taste of Bahrain’s natural beauty, visit the Al Areen Wildlife Park, home to a variety of indigenous species, or explore the tranquil beaches along the coast, where you can relax under the Arabian sun or take part in water sports like snorkeling and diving in the clear, warm waters of the Gulf.

Bahrain is also known for its impressive modern architecture, with landmarks like the Bahrain World Trade Center and the iconic Bahrain Bay standing as symbols of the country’s rapid development. A visit to the UNESCO World Heritage site of Qal'at al-Bahrain, the ancient harbor and capital of the Dilmun civilization, offers a glimpse into the country’s storied past.

Whether you’re looking to immerse yourself in the rich culture, explore the natural beauty, or indulge in luxury shopping and dining, Bahrain has something to offer every traveler. Our customized tours cater to your interests, providing you with the perfect balance of exploration and relaxation.

Conclusion:

Discover the magic of Bahrain with our expertly curated travel packages. From its ancient heritage to its modern marvels, Bahrain offers a unique and enriching travel experience. Let us guide you through this fascinating island, where every corner reveals a new story waiting to be told.

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Events 8.23 (after 1930)

1939 – World War II: Nazi Germany and the Soviet Union sign the Molotov–Ribbentrop Pact. In a secret protocol to the pact, Poland, Finland, Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, and Romania are divided into German and Soviet "spheres of influence". 1942 – World War II: Beginning of the Battle of Stalingrad. 1943 – World War II: Kharkiv is liberated by the Soviet Red Army for the second time after the Battle of Kursk. 1944 – World War II: Marseille is liberated by the Allied forces. 1944 – World War II: King Michael of Romania dismisses the pro-Nazi government of Marshal Antonescu, who is later arrested. Romania switches sides from the Axis to the Allies. 1944 – Freckleton air disaster: A United States Army Air Forces B-24 Liberator bomber crashes into a school in Freckleton, England, killing 61 people. 1945 – World War II: Soviet–Japanese War: The USSR State Defense Committee issues Decree no. 9898cc "About Receiving, Accommodation, and Labor Utilization of the Japanese Army Prisoners of War". 1946 – Ordinance No. 46 of the British Military Government constitutes the German Länder (states) of Hanover and Schleswig-Holstein. 1948 – The World Council of Churches is formed by 147 churches from 44 countries. 1954 – The first flight of the Lockheed C-130 multi-role aircraft takes place. 1954 – The Cruise of the Kings, a royal cruise organised by the Queen Consort of Greece, Frederica of Hanover, departs from Marseille, France. 1958 – Chinese Civil War: The Second Taiwan Strait Crisis begins with the People's Liberation Army's bombardment of Quemoy. 1966 – Lunar Orbiter 1 takes the first photograph of Earth from orbit around the Moon. 1970 – Organized by Mexican American labor union leader César Chávez, the Salad Bowl strike, the largest farm worker strike in U.S. history, begins. 1973 – A bank robbery gone wrong in Stockholm, Sweden, turns into a hostage crisis; over the next five days the hostages begin to sympathise with their captors, leading to the term "Stockholm syndrome". 1975 – The start of the Wave Hill walk-off by Gurindji people in Australia, lasting eight years, a landmark event in the history of Indigenous land rights in Australia, commemorated in a 1991 Paul Kelly song and an annual celebration. 1975 – The Pontiac Silverdome opens in Pontiac, Michigan, 30 miles (48 km) northwest of Detroit, Michigan 1985 – Hans Tiedge, top counter-spy of West Germany, defects to East Germany. 1989 – Singing Revolution: Two million people from Estonia, Latvia and Lithuania stand on the Vilnius–Tallinn road, holding hands. 1990 – Saddam Hussein appears on Iraqi state television with a number of Western "guests" (actually hostages) to try to prevent the Gulf War. 1990 – Armenia declares its independence from the Soviet Union. 1990 – West and East Germany announce that they will reunite on October 3. 1991 – The World Wide Web is opened to the public. 1994 – Eugene Bullard, the only African American pilot in World War I, is posthumously commissioned as Second Lieutenant in the United States Air Force. 2000 – Gulf Air Flight 072 crashes into the Persian Gulf near Manama, Bahrain, killing 143. 2006 – Natascha Kampusch, who had been abducted at the age of ten, escapes from her captor Wolfgang Přiklopil, after eight years of captivity. 2007 – The skeletal remains of Russia's last royal family members Alexei Nikolaevich, Tsarevich of Russia, and his sister Grand Duchess Anastasia are discovered near Yekaterinburg, Russia. 2010 – The Manila hostage crisis occurred near the Quirino Grandstand in Manila, Philippines killing 9 people including the perpetrator while injuring 9 others. 2011 – Libyan leader Muammar Gaddafi is overthrown after the National Transitional Council forces take control of Bab al-Azizia compound during the Libyan Civil War. 2023 – Chandrayaan-3 mission initiated first Moon landing in Indian history. 2023 – A business jet carrying key leadership members of the Russian private military company Wagner Group crashes, killing all ten people on-board.

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Fly from Bahrain to Dubai with flydubai: Comfort and Convenience

Travel from Bahrain to Dubai flights with ease on flydubai, offering frequent and convenient flights between these dynamic cities. Enjoy a comfortable journey aboard modern aircraft, with excellent in-flight service and a range of fare options to suit your needs. Whether you're traveling for business or leisure, flydubai ensures a smooth and efficient flight experience. Explore Dubai's iconic landmarks, vibrant shopping scenes, and diverse cultural attractions after a short, hassle-free flight. Choose flydubai for your next trip from Bahrain to Dubai, where comfort, convenience, and affordability come together for an exceptional travel experience. https://www.flydubai.com/en-ae/flights-from-bahrain-to-dubai/

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Landmark Group Jobs UAE-Qatar-Kuwait-Oman-KSA-Bahrain 2024

Landmark Group Jobs 2024.Let's explore the latest job opportunities with Landmark Group. We are sharing with you the newest career openings at Landmark Group in Dubai, Abu Dhabi, UAE, Bahrain, Qatar, Saudi Arabia, and Oman. You can apply for Landmark retail job vacancies from the updated list on our website. Occasionally, Landmark Group also conducts walk-in interviews in the UAE and the Middle East.

https://en.khalejy.com/landmark-group-jobs-uae-qatar-kuwait-oman-ksa-bahrain-2024/

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How are the Indian construction workers placed strongly in Gulf? 

The glittering skylines and sprawling infrastructure of the Gulf Cooperation Council (GCC) countries – Saudi Arabia, Kuwait, Qatar, United Arab Emirates, Bahrain, and Oman – are testaments to a period of phenomenal economic growth. Fuelled by oil wealth, these nations embarked on ambitious construction projects, transforming deserts into metropolises. But behind this architectural marvel lies the story of a skilled workforce that made it possible – Indian construction workers.

A Perfect Match: Skills and Opportunity

The migration of Indian workers to the Gulf began in the early 1970s, driven by a confluence of factors. India's large, young population provided a ready pool of labor. Meanwhile, the oil boom in the Gulf created a surge in demand for construction workers across skill levels – from masons and welders to engineers and architects. Indian workers offered a competitive advantage:

Skill and Experience: India has a long tradition of construction expertise, honed through historical monuments and modern infrastructure projects. Indian workers brought a reputation for hard work, adaptability, and proficiency in various construction techniques.

Cost-Effectiveness: Indian wages were significantly lower compared to their Western counterparts, making them an attractive option for cost-conscious Gulf employers.

Cultural Compatibility: The geographical proximity and cultural similarities between India and the Gulf facilitated communication and adaptation.

Building the Dream: The Indian Contribution

Indian construction workers have played a pivotal role in shaping the landscape of the GCC. Their contributions encompass a vast array of projects:

Landmark Buildings: From the iconic Burj Khalifa in Dubai to the futuristic King Abdullah Financial District in Riyadh, Indian workers have been instrumental in constructing some of the most recognizable structures in the region.

Infrastructure Development: The extensive network of highways, bridges, airports, and ports that connect the GCC nations are testaments to the tireless efforts of Indian construction crews.

Urbanization Projects: The rapid urbanization of the region, with the rise of megacities like Doha and Abu Dhabi, owes much to the dedication and skill of Indian workers.

Beyond their technical expertise, Indian workers have also brought a strong work ethic and a willingness to take on challenging projects. They have often worked under harsh climatic conditions, facing long hours and demanding schedules. Their contribution to the economic development of the Gulf is undeniable.

Challenges and Considerations

While the story of Indian construction workers in the Gulf is one of success, there are also challenges that need to be acknowledged:

Working Conditions: Concerns have been raised about the working conditions faced by some migrant workers, including long working hours, inadequate living conditions, and potential exploitation.

Skill Gaps: While India boasts a large workforce, skill gaps remain in specific areas of construction, particularly in advanced technologies and project management.

Labor Regulations: Evolving labor regulations in the Gulf can create uncertainty for migrant workers.

The Road Ahead: Building a Sustainable Future

Looking ahead, the relationship between India and the Gulf in the construction sector needs to evolve to address these challenges and create a more sustainable future for workers.

Here are some key considerations:

Skills Development: India can focus on enhancing the skills of its construction workforce through targeted training programs, ensuring they remain competitive and adaptable.

Improved Labor Standards: Collaboration between sending and receiving countries is crucial to ensure fair and safe working conditions for migrant workers.

Focus on Technology: Embracing advancements in construction technology will not only improve efficiency but also create new opportunities for skilled Indian workers.

Knowledge Transfer: Encouraging knowledge transfer from experienced Indian workers to their GCC counterparts can foster a more collaborative and sustainable partnership.

Conclusion

The story of Indian construction workers in the Gulf is one of mutual benefit. Indian workers have found opportunities to contribute to their families' well-being and national development. In turn, the Gulf nations have benefited from a skilled and dedicated workforce that has played a vital role in their economic transformation. As the construction sector continues to evolve, a focus on skills development, improved working standards, and knowledge transfer will pave the way for a more just and sustainable future for all stakeholders involved.

[travelmd]

5 Things You Need to Know About Bahrain Transit Visa

Bahrain, a stunning archipelago in the Persian Gulf, is not only a fantastic destination but also a strategic transit hub for travelers journeying to various parts of the world. If you find yourself passing through Bahrain on your travels, understanding the nuances of the Bahrain transit visa is essential. In this comprehensive guide, we delve into the five crucial aspects you need to know about obtaining and using a Bahrain transit visa.

1. Understanding the Bahrain Transit Visa

The Bahrain transit visa is a short-term visa designed for travelers who are transiting through Bahrain to their final destination. This visa allows individuals to stay in the country for a limited period, providing them with the opportunity to explore the city or simply rest before continuing their journey.

Eligibility Criteria

To qualify for a Bahrain transit visa, you must:

Hold a valid passport with a minimum validity of six months.

Possess a confirmed onward travel ticket to a third destination.

Demonstrate sufficient funds to cover your stay in Bahrain.

Ensure that you are not on the list of individuals prohibited from entering Bahrain.

Validity and Duration

The transit visa is typically valid for 14 days from the date of issue and permits a stay of up to 72 hours. It is important to note that the visa cannot be extended, so travelers must plan their transit accordingly.

2. How to Apply for a Bahrain Transit Visa

Applying for a Bahrain transit visa is a straightforward process that can be completed online or through a Bahrain embassy or consulate. Here’s a step-by-step guide to help you through the application process:

Online Application

Visit the Bahrain eVisa website: The official eVisa portal is the most convenient way to apply for a transit visa.

Create an account: Register with your email address and create a password to access the application form.

Fill out the application form: Provide accurate personal information, travel details, and passport information.

Upload required documents: You will need to upload a scanned copy of your passport, a passport-sized photograph, and proof of onward travel.

Pay the visa fee: The fee for a Bahrain transit visa varies depending on your nationality and the processing speed chosen.

Submit the application: Once the application and payment are submitted, you will receive a confirmation email. Processing times can vary, but you will generally receive a response within a few business days.

Embassy or Consulate Application

If you prefer to apply in person, you can visit the nearest Bahrain embassy or consulate. Ensure you have all necessary documents and are prepared to pay the visa fee. Processing times for embassy applications may be longer than online applications.

3. Entry Requirements and Procedures

Upon arrival in Bahrain, travelers with a transit visa must adhere to specific entry requirements and procedures to ensure a smooth experience.

Immigration Clearance

At the immigration counter, present the following documents:

Your valid passport.

Printed copy of the Bahrain transit visa approval.

Onward travel ticket.

Proof of sufficient funds.

Customs Regulations

Travelers must comply with Bahrain’s customs regulations. Restricted items include certain pharmaceuticals, firearms, and items deemed offensive to Bahrain’s cultural and religious values. Always declare items that may be subject to inspection to avoid any issues.

4. Benefits of a Bahrain Transit Visa

Obtaining a Bahrain transit visa offers several benefits to travelers:

Explore Bahrain

With up to 72 hours in the country, travelers have the chance to explore Bahrain’s rich cultural heritage, vibrant markets, and stunning landmarks. From the Bahrain National Museum to the Bab Al Bahrain Souk, there’s plenty to see and do.

Convenient Rest Stop

For long-haul travelers, Bahrain serves as an excellent place to rest and recharge before continuing their journey. The country boasts modern hotels and facilities designed to cater to international travelers.

Easy Application Process

The straightforward application process and quick processing times make obtaining a Bahrain transit visa a hassle-free experience, ensuring that travelers can plan their transit with minimal stress.

5. Tips for a Smooth Transit Experience in Bahrain

To make the most of your transit in Bahrain, consider these useful tips:

Plan Your Stay

Research and plan your activities in advance to maximize your limited time. Prioritize key attractions and make reservations where necessary to avoid last-minute hassles.

Stay Informed

Keep yourself updated with the latest travel advisories and health regulations related to Bahrain. This includes understanding the country’s COVID-19 protocols, if applicable.

Use Public Transportation

Bahrain offers efficient public transportation options, including buses and taxis, which are convenient for short-term visitors. Familiarize yourself with the routes and schedules to navigate the city easily.

Stay Connected

Ensure you have access to communication tools, such as a local SIM card or international roaming, to stay connected with your contacts and access online resources.

Respect Local Customs

Bahrain is a culturally rich and diverse country with specific customs and traditions. Dress modestly and be respectful of local customs, especially in religious and cultural sites.

Conclusion

Navigating the intricacies of the Bahrain transit visa can enhance your travel experience significantly. By understanding the application process, entry requirements, and the benefits of spending time in Bahrain, you can ensure a smooth and enjoyable transit. Take advantage of your time in this fascinating country to explore its unique offerings and rest before your onward journey.

[smqazi]

چوںکفرازکعبہخیزدکجاماندمسلمانی،حافظشیرازی

SA BUILDING A NEW RELIGION, NEW ISLAM, AN INNOVATION (BID’AH), WHICH IS FORBIDDEN ACCORDING TO ISLAMIC LAW...

WHEN KUFR (POLYTHEISM) RISES FROM THE HOME OF THE KA’BAH, WHERE DO BOTH ISLAM AND MUSLIMS GO?

Here some reforms implemented by western educated and trained Crown Prince Mohammed bin Salman.of Saudi Arabia, that will likely have the biggest impact on the conservative kingdom.

1. Women's driving ban lifted

Saudi Arabia shocked many in the kingdom late September when it was announced a long-standing and controversial ban on women driving in the Saudi Arabia would be lifted in 2018.

2. Saudi's first ever Comic Con

Saudi Arabia's first "Comic Con" event - a US-based pop culture movement - was held in February. The three day festival of anime, pop art, video gaming and film-related events was the first of its kind in Saudi Arabia.

3. Stadiums open to Saudi women

In another landmark move, Saudi Arabia announced its decision to allow women to enter sports stadiums for the first time from next year.

The ultra-conservative kingdom - which has some of the world's tightest restrictions on women - has long barred women from sports arenas by strict rules on segregation.

4. Entertainment city planned

Riyadh announced plans to build an 'entertainment city' outside the capital, Riyadh. The 334sq km park will include a safari, sports facilities, theme park and other activities.

Saudi Arabia also announced it will build a series of theme parks in the Kingdom with US-based developer Six Flags involved in the projects.

5. Music concerts allowed

A series of concerts by international and Arab artists were hosted in Saudi Arabia in 2017 including the first exclusively female music concert with a performance from Lebanese singer Hiba Tawaji.

Saudis spent billions of dollars annually to see movies, attend concerts and visit amusement parks in neighbouring tourist hubs of Bahrain and Dubai.

6. Cinema ban lifted

For the first time in 35 years, cinemas in Saudi Arabia opened their doors to the public.

7. Tourist Visas

With promises of new entertainment facilities, theme parks, cinemas, concerts and water parks, and the promotion of Saudi Arabia's historical sites, all that was missing was the ever-elusive tourist visa. The government approved a tourist visa program in October.

8. Mixed-gender national day celebrations

The kingdom's national day in September saw women allowed to enter the Riyadh's main stadium to join in with celebrations for the first time.

The presence of women at the King Fahd Stadium marked a departure from previous celebrations in the Gulf kingdom.

Women were allowed to enter the stadium, a previously male-only venue used mostly for football matches. Women and their families were seated separately from single men but it allowed them to watch a musical show and a play on Saudi history.

9. Yoga

Fitness enthusiasts in Saudi Arabia can rejoice - yoga is officially back on the program.

The Saudi ministry of trade and industry has officially approved the teaching of yoga and listed it under their sports activities.

Those wishing to practice or teach yoga can now collect a license from the ministry. Fun times for yogis.

10. Saudi Arabia abolishes flogging

Saudi Arabia has abolished flogging as a punishment, the state human rights commission said Saturday, hailing a “major step forward” in the reform program.

Court-ordered floggings in Saudi Arabia — sometimes extending to hundreds of lashes — have long drawn condemnation from human rights groups.

[dubaivisatransit]

Dubai Transit Visa Application Online: A Complete Guide

What is a Dubai Transit Visa?

A Dubai transit visa allows travellers to enter the UAE during a layover, making it possible to explore the city even if you’re just passing through. The Transit Visa is available at 48 hours and 96 hours — this visa is ideal for travellers with a short stopover who want to make the most of their time at Dubai International Airport.

Who Needs to Apply for a Dubai Transit Visa?

Not all travellers need to 96 hours visa in Dubai. If you’re a citizen of GCC countries (like Saudi Arabia, Qatar, Oman, Kuwait, or Bahrain), or eligible for visa-free entry (for example, citizens of the USA, UK, or EU member states), you may not require a Dubai transit visa. However, travellers from countries like India, Pakistan, and many others do need to complete a Dubai transit visa application online.

The process is simple and can be completed through our UAE Dubai Transit Visa Portal.

Dubai Transit Visa Application Online: Step-by-Step Process

Applying for a dubai transit visa requirements has never been easier. Here’s a step-by-step guide:

Open the Dubai Transit E Visa

Choose your citizenship and country of residence.

Select your preferred visa type, like Dubai 48 Hours Visa.

Complete the application form and fill in all the details carefully.

Upload the required documents.

Make the visa payment.

Receive your Dubai visa in 3–4 Working Days via Email or WhatsApp. You can track your Dubai Transit Visa Status here.

Once approved, the visa details are sent to the airline you’ve booked your flight with. The airline then verifies your visa and, if everything is in order, updates your booking with an “OK to Board” status.

Required Documents for Dubai Stopover Visa

To apply for a transit visa for Dubai, you need to meet certain requirements. Here are the essential Dubai transit visa requirements:

Scanned copy of Passport Bio page

One passport-size photograph with a white background

Proof of accommodation

Round-trip flight booking

Birth Certificate Requirement for minors.

What Can You Do During Your Layover in Dubai?

After you’ve received your Dubai transit visa and landed at Dubai International Airport, a wealth of experiences await you! Whether you have 48 or 96 hours, here’s how you can make the most of your time:

Visit Iconic Landmarks

The world’s tallest building, Burj Khalifa, is a must-see during your stopover. You can also check out Dubai Mall, which is not only a shopper’s paradise but also houses the Dubai Aquarium, making it an excellent stop for families.

Relax on the Beach

If you have a few hours, head to Jumeirah Beach for a quick dip in the Persian Gulf or just relax with views of the famous Burj Al Arab.

Go on a Desert Safari

With a Dubai transit visa for 48 hours, you can even enjoy a thrilling desert safari experience, complete with dune bashing and traditional Bedouin hospitality.

Explore Dubai Marina

Take a stroll around Dubai Marina, a beautiful waterfront district with plenty of restaurants, cafes, and shopping options.

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Conclusion

A Dubai transit visa is a great way to turn your layover into a mini-vacation. Whether you’re visiting for 48 or 96 hours, the process to apply for a transit visa for Dubai is simple and efficient. From the easy Dubai transit visa application online to receiving your Dubai e-visa, the entire process ensures you have the freedom to explore the city while on a stopover.

The next time you find yourself with a layover in Dubai, take advantage of the Dubai stopover visa and make unforgettable memories in one of the world’s most dynamic cities!