The Country Girl's Diary...

The new day was just born. It was 12:35 am, the 12 th of August 2014. I was awaken by the repeated beeping of my cell phone. In my half sleep state I could see many familiar numbers calling me; I rubbed my eyes to catch the clear view, yeah! My family member started ringing me one after another. I rejected everyone’s call for I already knew why and what they wanted to say. Slowly tears started oozing out of my eyes and for a while my heart stopped beating. I was left in a state with No-emotion. “Om Mani Padmae Hung” I whispered to myself. It was that moment when my uncle breathed his last. The midnight of 12 th August 2014 I lost my dearest uncle. A million words wouldn’t bring you back, I know because I have tried them…. Neither would a million tears, I know because I have cried them. This is the uncertainty of the so called life. A month ago we shared the same food from a pot and our talk over a cup of tea, these memories are killing me. I still don’t believe you are no more!

The first Sunday of August is considered as a Friendship Day and this year it was on 3 rd August. Many beautiful quotes flowed on social websites like Facebook , Wechat and Twitter. I started receiving amazing text in my cell phone. The world celebrated the day with beautiful words for their friend and I didn't stay away anymore. I joined the people in wishing all my friends a Happy friendship Day. There is no better way to start my first post of August with this piece. I sincerely dedicate this piece to one of my friend. Who says opposite gender can’t make a good friend. Actually that was my notion during my schooling days. A decade ago, back in Haa I first met my friend. Who would dare to talk with him; he was then the most serious guy we have ever seen.  We weren't really a friend during our schooling days. I was too scared of him and I always made myself to stay away from him. I hate encountering him on my way. We could hardly see him with a smiling face; it’s true h