Stranger to stranger, with kindness

Alleys of the village
may not have the flourish of sophistication
urban-dwellers often take for granted.

all you get would be a smiling face
of a complete stranger.

An invite to a cup of tea.
And more than a few helpings of kind words.


Playful kids
that follow a wandering photographer
with an amusement
lacing their merry laughter.


Babies that coo for no reason whatsoever
and jump to reach for the camera lens,
often with their lavishly-salivated tiny fingers,
wondering what on earth is going on
in a world so new to them.


From one stranger
to the other.

Everyone, same-same
miles and miles away from their homes.
Homes, they call their home.