I am once again in that street where I first met you, came with a hope to see you. It is one of the busiest places in the whole city. I remember the smile on your beautiful lips. Even today the slight trembling of your lower lip tickles my entire self. I remember you were strolling in the street, which was looking narrow and so small because of heavy rush of traffic and large number of people, who were passing through it. The street is in the center of the city, and you were the center of my attention. The name of the area is Saddar, an Arabic name means center/heart and/or brain. O my love, I didn’t see center, or the heart and/or brain, you were my center, my heart and/or my brain, but who were you, who just threw a single glance and a slight smile, then lost in the crowd leaving me standing alone in the rush of passersby where I am still standing with the hope to see you again.