They’re everywhere in this town. Hidden amongst us. Camouflaged as regular people walking the street. They know their targets really well. They spot you from a distance and conveniently place themselves in your path and tell you a story. You take out some money (not too little, because that’s being cheap, and not too much, because you need it) and hand it over. If they are pleased, they thank you and walk away, looking for another target. If the amount is not to their expectations, they try to coax you into giving more, by repeating their story, this time really emphasizing on the sadder nuances of that tale. Either way, you’ve just been had.
These are our by now famous Pakistani beggars that roam the streets of Dubai. They look for other Pakistani people who they can entrap into handing over some money in exchange for shutting up. They’ll scan you out of a crowd. They know the Pakis from the Indians, from the Iranians. And they call you “brother”, because it’s endearing.
Let’s face it. It’s easier to ignore the beggars sitting on the sides of the mosques, or the ones back home that sit quietly on the corner streets, displaying their amputations. If you have some spare change, you make your way to them and give them some. If not, you just walk on. No guilt. But it’s this new generation of beggars that really gets to people. They are much more successful at getting money out of people, because once they start talking to you, and looking in your eyes, it gets really difficult to not give them something. I’ll have you know that it’s taken me a good 8 years to get the courage to show them the finger. They’re playing on your guilt. The most difficult thing is to apologize and walk away. You feel ashamed when you ought not to. But now I don’t feel shame. I’m not heartless, just level-headed. And I have managed to classify the 3 distinct types of Pakistani beggars in Dubai, and how to deal with them.
The unfortunate upper-classman
These are the upper class beggars from Pakistan that have come here and infested our streets. They tell you how their sponsor/friend/distant uncle duped them of money, and that they haven’t eaten for days and they can’t pay their rent. I’ve come across a few that started to cry, but that was years ago when I believed them enough to let their saga reach that far.
A recent local investigative report said that they purchase tour packages from Pakistan, come to Dubai and stay at 3-4 star hotels, and roam the streets trying to recover enough money to pay for the trip, and then some. Most of them make roughly AED 500 – 800 (USD 135 – 215) a day, just by asking people for it! They come in to the country dressed decently, but in their suitcases they carry various torn and tattered articles of clothing, complete with sweat stains and patched edges. They even promise to pay you back, asking for your postal address, like they are going to return your AED50 via air mail in an envelope.
How to get rid of him: You will probably know within the first 20 seconds of the conversation that he is going to ask you for money. Your money is yours brother. There’s no shame in saying no, especially if he’s a con artist. Stop him mid-sentence, catch him off guard. He doesn’t know that you know what he’s doing. Saying sorry is just not enough, because then he thinks you are being cheap. let him know that you will not part with your money for him. He should be ashamed telling you a false story. On one such occasion, I made this guy walk with me to a nearby grocery store, bought him a washcloth and an empty bucket which he could fill with tap water, and asked him to offer to wash people’s cars for some money. I even told him he could start with my car, for AED 20. True story, by the way. Needless to say, he wasn’t interested. The money wasn’t enough apparently.
The stranded tourist family
You can spot them parked in front of a gas station mini-mart in a 10 year old Sunny or Corolla, with a number plate from Oman (or in one case, Abu Dhabi). In case you can’t avoid them and happen to pass by right next to them, the man at the wheel will ask to talk to you. He will pull his window down and display a group of passengers who, more often than not, include a wife, an infant, two kids aged between 4 and 7, and even an elderly woman. The story will go along the lines of him losing his wallet and not having enough money to get back home. His infant would be starving, his mother (the old lady at the back with the noisy brats) would be sickly and his fuel tank close to empty (he’ll show it to you). He will want cash, of course. Nothing else will do.
The truth is that they really are from another town, but have come here for this very purpose. It’s the family’s day out and our Pakistani brother thought he could probably pull it off for free. So he decided to take them all to a bust gas station and ask people for money using his brilliant backdrop.
How to get rid of him: If you are able to overcome your guilt and pity (which you should) you will notice that he has practically handed you a weapon to fight back with, thus making it really easy for you. Insult him. Tell him that it’s bad enough begging alone, but to bring the whole family along and witness his shameful act, especially innocent children, is the lowest of the low. Make sure you insult no one else. That could backfire. But do make him feel like shit. Then walk away.
The bearded guy with the laminated prayer
These guys will approach you when your car is parked, or even if you are just walking on the street. They will be selling laminated pieces of paper that have Quranic verses on them, and asking you to buy them in exchange for an obviously ridiculous amount. Now I know that the pious one inside of you claims that you can’t put a price on Quranic verses, but think about it. Your salesman already has. He wants AED 50 for two Ayatul Kursi verses with Allah and Mohammed on the back, and he suggests you keep one in your car and one in your home! He’s clever, this one. He isn’t begging. At least not in an obvious way. He’s making a sale. (By the way, if you don’t want what he’s selling, he will accept cash in exchange for nothing). He’s using the donation angle. And he’s not letting you go. He will recite verses from the Quran that talk about Zakah, telling you how Allah, Subhana Wa Ta Aala proclaims that he who gives to the poor gets rewarded by the Lord ten-fold. He’ll say it in Arabic, making it more authentic to your ears.
How to get rid of him: This is difficult. And you may feel you are committing blasphemy, or ridiculing religion, but you aren’t. He is. You can just say a plain “no” to him and then drive away feeling ashamed, or you can try to make a deal with him. Tell him that you will buy his entire collection for a certain amount because you want to sell it to other people at a higher price. However, the clause is, that he doesn’t get paid until you make up the amount you owe him. You keep the profit. He gets his share. Ask him he can come along with you for a ride as you try to sell it. See how that works out.
These beggars are playing on your guilt. It’s up to you to not let them. It’s a real pity that they’re all (or at least mostly) Pakistanis, because aside from us being labeled as terrorists, fanatics, con-men, traitors and killers, we can now be generalized as beggars by the outsiders. Who do we thank?
If you have met any one of these beggars in Dubai, please leave a comment, share your story or your opinion.








Unfortunately Nomes, I’ve met all three types in questions. And I have been duped by all three (albeit a long time ago). That was back in the day when I truly believed in Karma and just didnt want any shit headed my way just because I wanted to save a few lousy bucks.
The Oman/Abu Dhabi family scam is genius I have to admit. That was the very first one that got me. Though I consider it a cheap lesson in life (cost me Dhs 50).
One other way to get rid of them is the counter dupe. Completely empathize and sympathize with their story. Even fight back a few tears if you can manage that. Now here’s the hook : he will offer to return the money to you because he’s an honest person and can’t accept donations. Agree with him and say that’s a great idea.
Now that you’ve got him in your cross-hairs ask to see some form of I.D. (tell him you need to make sure he’s legit). He will hand over something seriously legit (like a labor card, or driver’s license – one guy even gave me his passport) because by now he can smell my money.
Promptly pocket the I.D. and hand over 50 bucks. Tell him when he returns the money you will return his I.D. Wish him luck and start walking off.
I did this to one Pakistani cock who came from Abu Dhabi. He handed me his passport (the sorry shit) and then had to spend the better part of the next one hour begging me to get it back. I sold it back to him for Dhs 100. He had to go through his ‘wife’s’ bag and come up with loose change to make up the extra 50 I was asking for. Needless to say he drove away faster than Superman!
There’s another type I’ve encountered as well : he’s the mutated version of the Quranic verse seller. The verses in questions are, I admit, beautifully painted on these A4 size-ish art cards. The seller in question claims to have painted these. So not only does he come across as shit-out-of-luck he’s also got this serious talent that no one appreciates. The double whammy!
Do this only if you have the time and some resources. I was lucky enough to encounter this artist under my building. So the moment he said he was the painter I urged him to wait and ran upstairs and grabbed an armful of my daughter’s art supplies.
As I handed them over to him I asked him to do me a fresh one. He looked up with this hurt expression (obviously upset that I wouldn’t believe him) and started to walk away. I told him if he didn’t make me this fresh painting I would beat the living fuck out of him (I’m a big motherfucker and not scared to plant one if needed). Also remember they like to do this in back alleys and back entrances so that CID doesnt catch them. It’s, therefore, quite convenient for you if you want to pound them into the ground because you also dont want CID catching you, right?
Anyway so I grabbed the miscreant in question and said I would sit there all night (he said it would take hours to do a nice one). The alternative to that was getting my size 12 shoe up his fucking ass. It took him 45 minutes to get away from me. But only after I told him he had to pay me Dhs 50 for wasting my time. I came out richer of the two from the encounter.
Of course, if he can paint give him the 50 bucks. Who cares? But my money says he’ll have trouble doing stick figures.
Wow, man… not only do you hate these bastards more than I do, you actually go ahead and try to cash in on their fake misfortunes. Well said. And come to think of it, I have actually had one encounter with the paintings of verses. I was such a dork back then, I actually bought two because his back story was about a sick mother, and let’s face it, that’s the ultimate hook!