Bhavanth also imagined how his town would be after it had been transformed into a city. But he was not mature enough to understand why it was bad that their town would become a city. Why wouldn't it be peaceful and lively? The uncles and aunts living in the town would still live there in their own homes, wouldn't they? Why does it matter?
But all these thoughts were soon put in the back of his mind as he entered the emigration office at the port.
Thankfully, as he was being personally escorted by the uncle police officer, he was quickly led in. The uncle police officer took out a document from his pocket and handed it over to the civil servant aunty at the counter.
"Name: Bhavanth Xochipilli"
"Age: 13"
"Nationality: Bharatiya"
"Aadhaar card number: 9241 6783 1205"
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