3 Most Highly Anticipated Dubai Events in June 2023
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Let's embark on a journey through the exciting Dubai events this June 2023. As the city comes alive with a vibrant lineup of cultural, musical, and entertainment experiences, there are three highly anticipated events that are set to captivate audiences from near and far.
So let's look at the three Dubai events in June 2023 that you should not miss-
Gurdas Maan Live In Dubai
Gurdas Maan Live on June 3 at 7:00 pm +04 is an eagerly anticipated Dubai event for fans of Punjabi music and followers of the legendary artist. Gurdas Maan's profile shines brightly as he is considered a living legend in the realm of Punjabi music.
With a career spanning several decades since his debut in the 1980s, he has mesmerized audiences with over 200 songs and released more than 30 albums. Gurdas Maan's appeal transcends cultural boundaries, capturing the hearts of people from all walks of life who appreciate his soulful singing, infectious energy, and heartfelt performances.
So, the upcoming live concert in Dubai promises to be a memorable experience for music enthusiasts and admirers of Gurdas Maan's exceptional talent.
Shamma Hamdan Live at Coca-Cola Arena, Dubai – World Padel League
Shamma Hamdan, the talented Emirati singer, songwriter, composer, and multi-instrumentalist, is all set to enchant the audience at Dubai's Coca-Cola Arena on June 8th. Shamma gained fame as the first Emirati woman to reach the finals of the popular reality show Arabs Got Talent.
Known for her hit songs like Moajaba, Anadt Feek, and Abee Afham, she has garnered significant recognition in the industry. In this highly anticipated Dubai event, Shamma Hamdan will deliver a mesmerising performance, showcasing her powerful voice and impeccable stage presence.
Ticket prices for Shamma Hamdan Live at Coca-Cola Arena Dubai start at 41.82 USD. The venue is easily accessible by car, public transportation, or taxi, located in the City Walk area of Dubai.
India Property Show Dubai 2023
The India Property Show Dubai 2023 is a highly anticipated event for real estate property developers and Non-Resident Indians (NRIs) looking to invest in real estate in India. Taking place on June 10th from 10:00 am to June 11th at 8:00 pm, this event offers a unique opportunity to expand international sales for property developers and connect with a vast audience.
With the presence of 5000 High Net Worth Individuals (HNIs), NRIs, representatives from 50 cities, and over 100 developers, participants will have access to a wide range of properties, totalling an impressive 1 million options. This event promises to be a grand affair, providing a platform for networking and exploring investment opportunities in the Indian real estate market. So, don't miss out on the chance to be part of this mega-hit show by signing up now.
Conclusion
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