As a drifter across multiple grasslands, hardscapes and water bodies, I personally took upon the responsibility of sharing my experiences to fellow roamers; while I try my best to put across a tale in this format as a novella.

This story is about a privileged rascal travelling through a sinned nation in dire times. I, as that brat, met all the colours in people, ate the good, the bad and the ugly while drowning myself in ice cold wheat sodas. This yarn is not just about that brat, but the personalities he encountered who were not to be forgotten, as well as not remembered, like the stains left by colorful butterflies on windshields.