Man Was Wreathed In Smiles

The man I met in the streets seemed to be happy. When I focused on his face, he started to smile with a wrinkled face. I wondered whether the cheerfulness was his personality or not.

On reconsidering the matter, all of the locals I met in Rangpur were lighthearted. I had never felt a sense of discomfort during staying. Of course, I knew there were some nasty persons out there. Yet that kind of people didn't come to me.