Seoul

After the chaos and drinking in soju club everybody wanted to visit another karaoke club again.

So I took my leave from the group and now wandering the streets of Seoul.

I tried to hire a cab but when on the narrow streets of Seoul ,it felt very much home .

It's around 4:30 ish now... the roads have still have many people in them.

This city never sleeps.

It reminds me of the night duties that we had to do during my course where the main trauma came in during 2-5 am. When I was on call there where many people who had gifted themselves many bruises and mainly tattoos in wired and bizzare palaces.

The streets had stairs that lead to another narrow street, without any direction in my mind,I became the wanderer of the night.

After 20 mins I was on the top of the hill, but this was mainly made up human dwellings. The city under looked like a sky underneath me, with dazzling stars at my feet which made me feel like a something of me was saying this is a similar place but still distant to me.

It was around time when the sun should be up.

Don't no why but this felt like home.

I am a American Indian (Desi) , brought up purely in US.

Never once I or my siblings visited India. My parents were in India only for the NGO purposes. So I never new anything but normal US.

My great grandmother from my Mom's side is still alive,so I have some knowledge of my religion and customs but not so much to be called a Indian in any sense.