Woman from a Foreign Land
The curiosity of meeting her. It was not a 'thing' until I knew it could be a thing . One can experience a thousand phenomenons in life and pass them without realizing their presence. When I met a foreigner, it was surreal. Why? Let's have a look. Every culture with its beauty, engulfs a body, beautiful and exotic ready to give an experience. Cultural identity is something, one whenever associated becomes the defining moment of the practices followed. The taste, habits, notions, beliefs, the attached awkwardness and the weird phenomenons form the crux of identity that differentiates it from others. Thus meeting a stranger who speaks a language unknown to us, with an accent we aren't aware of and expressions we cannot understand, is an event which one should enjoy. It was like symphony. One whose theme I could not understand,whose meaning I could not deduce, but continuously intrigued me. Why was I finding it to be a thing of beauty, to be appreciated, I did not know. I...