We were at the bus station. They leave for Belgorod. She
kissed me many times and told her love to me. My heart cried. Grand mother said
sorry for her blames to me and if something bad happened to me from her. “Charith!
I think you leave soon; you won’t meet me again for a long time. Sorry if there
is any bad memory!” I ran out of words. She bought a many buns and told me go
to hostel and eat. Don’t stay in hunger. I didn’t know what to say. Was it a
good bye forever? Anyway I always hate goodbyes. I promised her that we meet
again. I didn’t try to discuss much about the thing that I leave around February
24. Life flows.
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