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vo ces

Aaditi Bhandari is a 15-year old high school student at NIST who explores the
world around her through writing. She also enjoys dancing, playing the guitar,
and football. She loves to meet new people, try new things,
and share her ideas with others.

Bangkok City

Standing in the heat of the summer,
Sweat trickling down my forehead,
I walk ahead through the winding streets,
Cables dangling above, not knowing what lies ahead.

Carts jostle for attention,
As the smoke rises into the air, leaving a charred taste.
Each step I take, I find myself on new ground.
My feet touching the concrete tiles
I walk ahead onto another path.
The traffic lights glimmer red, yellow and green,
Cars honking at each other in between.

A light breeze settles in
As the dark clouds cave.
Ahead I see a building stacked next to another.
These crowded skyscrapers are not fooling anyone
Because if you look behind, there is another slum.
The rich and the poor share one thing which I admire,
A smile on their faces. They greet in beautiful Thai attire,
Woven silk, handcrafted,
Represents the purity of the Thai people.

As I walk into the night through the streets of Bangkok,
And watch the sun dip beneath the clouds,
Spewing vibrant pinks and oranges from its horizon,
I look down to see my shadow disappear,
Underneath a sky full of stars that appear.

Masala introduces our "Voices" section, which is
open to the community for contributions. Want to share your writing?
Email submissions to: shruti@masalathai.com

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