He was aleady a great salesman. He made me buy two sets of postcards for 80Rs but I think I paid those 80Rs more for his great persistence and charms than for postcards.
Jugnu, my auto-rickshaw driver in Agra. He always cared the back sheet and asked me " Are you okay?" When we were caught in a sudden rain he brought me a cup of warm chai.
School kids whom I met at Agra Fort. They curiously looked at my camera and asked me " Photo?"At the end, they waved to me forever.
I love to travel. Because it always reminds me how beautiful our humans are.
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