Today, few minutes
before I got home was another exhausting trip – when I had to bear the same agony
from motorbike riding including back pain for long hours at midday. I had been
joining the celebration (Bon Darlean or Harvest) for three years in a row. But
before we had a blast, was another ride under the heat of the sun – when worry
struck me the most left my heart beat so fast – a day before that.
It was a getaway for a grace
dependent like me – a treat for the hard work – definitely unordinary weekend I
had been anticipating.
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