Desire to be alone in a foreign country

got me here and
sitting idle home alone

was not anymore fair

Secretly got out for Angel's birthday gift

Randomly got inside buses and trains

Met a complete stranger

who walked a few miles for me

called me kind of pretty

Hoping Americans mean pretty by that

Literature was talked about

and the beaches

How could i not resist 

being with the stranger

Offered me cab service

and I got scared now

Indians have real bad experiences

of accepting lift from strangers

Somehow I held my breath

Kindly declined his offer

It was getting darker

And icing on the cake

was a dead phone

A lonely girl , new to the place

taking one wrong route after another

again and again

Landed up in another city

A lady was there

May be I should ask for help

She spoke Spanish

and Me , English

We did not understand each other

But gestures were a boon

She showed me the way

and I landed home

walking more than 8 miles

finally I was home

to see a worried man

waiting for me

We said nothing and hugged

for quite a few minutes

I sat on him like a baby does

telling him about my bravery

Yes , I did it like a child

He kissed me many times

and said sorry 

Despite all the pain 

I learned something new

It was something 

I would always amuse

Technically my very first day

in a foreign country