What story do I have?
Just like lacs and lacs of people
who come in hope of a better life.
Now these steps are my home,
as they have been for some 30
The wait for the freshly
made tea gives rise to conversations.
The life which I sustain in this
cornered space, was given to me
by it. It contained all the hints and
cues. Just seemed right.
Would you like to have a cup of tea