A Bad Dream

What I 'm doing today is getting a new history for tomorrow. My first priority typically goes to the job I do today. I wonderfully like to travel to visit new places for watching new people. I really love to have new experiences from the tour like Gulliver's travel stories. So one day I went to India and lost my passports including all I had with me. It was a dark night. The rain hit terribly to the  way I was going with my packed light. Luckly I had my little son with me to carry all this. I didn't feel terrified anything at all. Because it was a bad dream in my sleeping hour last night. I had no particular destination to go. But I would have to go to a land that I had never found as yet in life. My heart was throbbing hard.  A black man came b…