... our arrivals. As we past several bodies, the volume of trolleys squealing and women muttering seemed endless. The voice from the speakers seemed like shouting, as I was unable to understand such language. Continuing through the corridor I found it very abnormal to see numerous Indian bodies in police uniform and many other professional services. Finally, we approached two large automatic doors with tinted glass. As the doors opened, it was really now that it had struck to me that I had entered a New World. Although it was during late night hours, the weather was very warm and humid. The arid heat hit me. There was scarcely any room to move. Crowds of people were stood in almost every square metre that could be seen. I was forced to grasp on to father's hand as we tried squeezing through with the trolleys still at our side. As we escaped from ...

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