Everyone is watching me and I am new to the city, the
capital of our country.
The people are advanced and advancing to speak to me. My
hair is curling and I do not know to converse. Things are new and rare to my
imaginations and comedy is on running in my mind.
Nervous, I share my
experience of reaching the city and the man welcomes me to the place.
With new clothes witnessed, people are witnessing new
clothes with me.
Caution of the belongings, a man takes my suitcase and runs
and I shout and he stops and gives it back to me and apologizes and takes his
way ahead.
The comedy movies are real here, says a person to me.
Belonging from a small town, I wonder his imagination. Visualizing to respond
with respect to his time, I replied, the note book is in the bag with stories
for your travel. The man laughs and leaves.
Another man, hearing the conversation, say the breeze is a
funny joke. My reply goes with noting the gesture.
I leave the location and people are using something on me. I
ask about it, and they say it is a camera for a memory. Sweet about their
trophy, I leave with the adventure in my nostalgia.
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