The change..
From the yellow land to green. Scortching heat to heavy rain.
The transition from one culture to another. Different people, looks, dress, a new lifestyle.
From bedbugs to black ants. Warm air to cool wet breeze.
But, choice to be made, yet to make, what is peaceful, what is satisfying.
So, a new journey starts at a different part of the world.
Change is constant and beautiful.
So, I will change now, so will the cuisine, poetry and
perspective!
