He had the
most contagious smile and a genial nature. I remember the first time I met him
some 21 years ago. He passed infront of my house selling the luscious fruits in
a huge basket on his bicycle.
As I was new
to the place, I couldn’t speak Telugu and somehow managed to communicate with
him. I stood near the gate and pointed out to the fruits which I wanted to buy.
He understood me perfectly. After that he never missed my house as he felt my boni (first sale) was lucky for him.
Now also after years, whenever I meet him, that contagious smile still greets me. :)
I am participating in the #100WordsonSaturday on write. The above picture was the given prompt.
So much in so less. nice post
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Thank you very much Tina for the appreciation :)
DeleteI loved this one..specially for it reminded my days in Hyderabd and my interactions with almost negligible Telugu ;)
ReplyDeleteI can understand what you too must have felt Sushree:) Thank you for liking the post.
DeleteInteresting tale to read :-).
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