We were going down from the mountain after a brief sight-seeing of the pristine and valued pride of a particular place. When we stopped along the way to take some pictures of a scenic spot, I noticed a praying mantis clinging at the edge of my pants just before I rode the motorcyle. Most probably, I got that one when I stepped to the grassy part on the side of a road. I did not bother to drive it away thinking that it will fly soon because our journey back to the station was still a long one. Surprisingly, it stayed with me for the hole duration of the ride. And before I stepped down from the motorcylce, it managed to climbed and stayed at the back of the motorcycle where I was seated.
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