Meditation to a road trip through cairo's streets

"Taxi!!" its easy to stop a taxi but very hard to convince him to drive u to ur destination after argueing and a very long interrogation he thinks thats not his way "i'm sorry" and simply drive away. What the hell is that!! how could he dare to say this to me!! I mean he is a taxi driver how could he refuse to do his job!! and negotiate about the fare and where are we going and may be suggesting couple of places to go instead!!!! after this long wait i decided to take anything else "microbus" or "mini". they are rare crowded and smell bad!! after suffering i manage to get into one "microbus". "the fare miss!!" very rudely the driver's assist. askes me while staring and smiling in a silly way. The driver goes very fast through the streets messing up my favourite hobby which is watching people.Through out my childhood they kept teaching us that the traffic light is always 3 lights(red for stop-yellow for ready- green for go), but only here in Egypt where u can find a one colour traffic light it have three places and they are all yellow!! i mean is that a sign for drivers to be always "ready"or what i cant really get it!! Also those poor traffic men who know nothing about anything they can hardly stop cars or let them drive away, they are really helpless and useless as long as they are not granted the right authority to practice it. while I'm very aware where we are going and heading to once they arrive to where they like no matter if this is where u want to go or not they force u to get out, "this is our last stop.!!" everybody gets out bored, busy or whatever they have in their mind. I go to take the subway, well its fast and some how easy. I pass the money to the clerk waiting for my ticket and as i dont take the sub. too much i tend to ask about my destination how to get there after he harreses me for some time i get the info. i want and head down to take the next train. people like to stare soo much and make u feel like an alien. anyway i stand waiting for it to come and fortunately it arrives quickly i get in and search for an empty place to stand not even to sit, just to stand. while a religious nice lady start to give her speech about whatever she likes, i just fly with my imagination into the darkness of the tunnel around us and imagine if it breaks down what shall i do"ohh God!!". i shake my head trying to get rid of that idea realizing that i'm at my stop. fighting to get down as the crocodiles of people tend to push u back, i succeed to get out.
Finally i finishes what i've came to but remembering how could i go back home "what a misery". i try to wait for some "mini or microbus" but its all in vain they are now all crowded... while waiting i see at that same street a young mother with her 3 children; one holding clinex boxes running between crazy drivers to buy them and he is more or less 4 years. the younger is holding some flower necklaces and he's just 2.5-3 years max also running towards the cars and ohh God i cant imagine how this mother can stand that. I mean to see their children endangered by every car they approach i myself got scared for every second this little kid gets down the pavement onto the wide street. and she is happily watching just sitting and watching!!!! i just manage to get on "something" back home wishing i could see these poor kids 10 years later where did they end up and if they forgave their mother for that abuse and misleading in their life and innocent childhood...!