Monday, June 15, 2015

The Humble Friend

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.

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    1. Thank you very much Tina for the appreciation :)

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  2. I loved this one..specially for it reminded my days in Hyderabd and my interactions with almost negligible Telugu ;)

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    1. I can understand what you too must have felt Sushree:) Thank you for liking the post.

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