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Every time I visited my friend’s place I found a new person in that space When I enquired about the new face “My Uncle” would be the reply with grace I found it funny and asked him once The number of uncles you have is suspense? My bigger worry, do you also incur their expense? The answer would be a smile in defence Sometimes, he would explain in words few The village was remote, where he grew The villagers believed to have a roof they knew At a metropolitan city, a place new The purpose of their visit would vary Some came searching a job of dreams they carry A few rare ones came to the city to marry A few came to get rid of their diseases scary The purposes though different were treated at par Every day the ‘guests’ would go places, near or far Managing their food and routine was a tough affair With limited means, the family raised the helping-bar I was dumb-stuck observing this pattern regularly The true meaning of cha