Our life is always going to involve strangers; people
unknown to us populate the world.
The worried voice of my mother, always at the back of my head with a
well-intentioned advice,
“Never trust strangers.”
She believed that if I needed anything, 'blood will suffice more than water',
and that the door of our home is always open.
But since I left home, I always strayed. I unintentionally mingled
with those I do not know.
I partied with strangers,
talked to strangers,
ate with strangers,
fell in love with strangers,
and even fought with strangers.
Strangers were always there for
me, and I was always there for them.
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