Pressing of the thumb dispersed the fumes,
dragged her towards a weird land;
full of unusual imaginary shapes.
Fearless of consequences,
she moved forward.
Once a while, twice a while,
many a times.
Gradually becoming familiar,
with strange land and its residents.
Unfamiliarity turned into acquaintanceship.
Scent of “Treasure” led to
the Land of Strangers.