LETHAL
DANGEROUS
ICE HEARTED
Shivansh Oberoi, a predator in Armani suit. He is cold and emotionless who ruins everything that threatens him or his family. He lives in darkness with his demons. Until one day he meets a girl totally opposite him. What...
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India is fantastic.
Fucking incredible if I say.
Looking around my surrounding and seeing people engaged in their daily activities makes me so excited. I never thought I would ever see so much diversity at one place. Yes, I read about India earlier but seeing it through my own eyes is so much better.
I see an old man making something colourful from mud and selling it. I crouch down and take pictures of the items to post on my story later. This look so beautiful. I take out my camera to start my daily vlog.
"Hola friends!! It's me Emory Garcia. Your friend who is currently exploring a beautiful country. So it's my day 3 here and I'm already loving this place. This country is amazing. See this" I zoom my camera on the old man and his work "Fabulous right? And let me tell you this is nothing. There is art and culture in every corner. If you are thinking about visiting then do hurry!! That's all for now. Adios"
I stop my recording and save my video to upload later. I love doing vlogging. Well this is not a surprise as I have always been an extrovert. I love meeting new people and knowing them. It makes me happy to know about others live.
"Sir? How much for these?" I ask the old man
"Huh?" he didn't understand. No wonder there. My accent is too heavy.
"This thing" I point at a colourful woman "Money?" I action money for him to understand. He said something in Hindi but I'm at loss here.
Finally he points two fingers indicating it's two hundred rupees. I pull out my wallet and hands him the money. Again, he says something I didn't understand but from his expression I guess it was thank you. I really need to learn Hindi.
"Have a good day" I smile at the old man and wave him bye.
I stroll through the streets leisurely. I take so many pictures of random things. I try to engage with locals but they can't understand anything I say. Only few people seem to understand my English and that also with difficulty.
I take a seat in a park and see children playing with each other. They seem so happy. I love children so I joined them.
"Hey little people!! Can I join?" I chirp sweetly.
They all look at each other with confusion. They must be wondering why an adult would play them. Well, I don't look like an adult if I say so. I'm a short girl who looks way too young than her actual age. Not that I'm complaining. I'm happy with myself
"You play with us?" a girl asks finally
"Yes!!" I nod excitedly and they all jump with approval.
Apparently, they are playing some game called hop-a-frog. The girl explained me the rules and how to play. Thank god she knows English. I understand the game pretty quick and we started playing.
