Unless I write about my travel experience it does not culminate to reality. It stays as sleepwalking .
All around me the more I see , I feel like I never went to school. The alphabets look like calligraphy to me and dialogues as the Urdu poetries I never understood when I was young.
But something that stands out is the undistinguishable smile, warmth and sense of being human.
Unlike London I am never left alone. While I sit in this cafe with my hot chocolate and typonita ( cheese pie) I have been approached by at least 5 people wanting to strike a conversation in the last 30 minutes. It's my loss that I can only smile and in very broken words express my inability to communicate in words .What I leave behind is a warm smile in return. Goodbye till we meet again..
