Stranded in a country, sitting alone, watching people roam
round, wondering what they're thinking, where they're going,
what language they are speaking.
Being curious, always inquisitive, never having a moment of
loss for my mind is open and absorbing every detail around
me in my surroundings.
Noticing clothes, colors, feelings and expressions which
seem to be across the board from one country to another,
realizations coming to mind instantaneously.
Seeing the differences in habits and cultures, adding to
the interest and diversity of our worlds, thinking about
how unique every individual really does become in life.
Intense interest in surroundings along with minutest details helps in widening one's mental horizons and understanding about the Rhythm of Life. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
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Good piece of work. u have nicely apply your experience gathered dwelling this country. Thank u.