Basavan Kudachi Field Visit 1

I get touched over little things. Like how a girl came to you and offered her umbrella in the sunny hot afternoon. Or someone gave you instruction how to paste the card on selected house, when you were totally clueless. Or shared a bottle of mineral water, when thirsty gained control over us. Or a person lifted up your backpack to un-stuck your lab coat because he wanted to cover your accidentally exposed ‘skin’ from being seen by everyone.

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