The night walk was on and I felt something annoying in the trouser. A puppy, little one nodding the tail. First I winked at her and astonishingly she winked. I twicked my face and she did it. I uttered 'meaon', she did 'bhowh'. With love and spontaneous reaction I picked up her and watched vigilantly - it's a Indie-Pariah.
A move in the shadow made me cautious. I saw the owner of the puppy. He said - hi and I with a hello.
It was early night, cloudy and sea breeze was flowing through like a caution and we begin our talk.
- you are from?
- Netherland
- you?
smilingly I replied - owner of this guest house.
His first reaction was - wonderful but need less palm tree. These trees are creating sound inside the room. So I came down wit this puppy. I picked up from nearby store as a remembrance of this city. I had another one but died of disease.
Being a lady I could smell the presence of purity in man. I earned it in childhood. A strange story and after that I rarely speak to man as I got to know the greed of flesh on their mind. This fellow seems...