One dark and starry night in the desert near RAK, I was with my cousins, and friends when a strange thing happened.
At the time we folks started to wade in the dam area in the valley at Sahnot which had several hills with our drums. A nice tall, brown laladan (sang) and laughed and was happy, until 2am at night. Then I heard women crying and calling. When their eyes turned towards the sound, we saw you care. This area is very secret and they their hands gestured out to earth, crying and a woman wrong her hands, to say “tamima”. Tired of people left this desert story to go to car and home.
In RAK we were confused and scared it was a very frightening the night I learned from it that l should never go to the desert.