...A figment of imagination....
'TING!' MY NOTIFICATION PANEL VEERED RED. I taped the button and it said, " Lhasang Dee Luxe has accepted your friend request. You're now friend on Facebook. 1/3/2009. Tuesday 6:39 p.m.
I instantly typed 'hi' and pressed the enter button.
"Hello!" The answer got responded.
"Thanks for accepting!'' I typed
"Haha....mp" She replied so fast. She might be perfect in typing the letters.
"Dawa? Let's have dinner. Your uncle arrived from the work." Auntie interrupted the conversation.
"Chats you later!" I SMSed and turned off the data connection.
"Oh Dawa! Are you here? How was your journey?" My uncle hugged and asked me.
"Yeah. Good" I replied and he laughed.
"Let's have dinner. It's almost cooled" My auntie suggested, providing frown on her forehead.
"Go on. Nephew might be tired! He needs rest." Uncle proposed, smiling at aunt. Though they're almost in fifties, but still then they provide smile as if they've met just a day before. It's the world of love and its mysterious attribution.
We had a delicious dinner of fried fish, cereal and the indigenous red rice. She offered me a cup of chilled mango juice.
"Is the dinner tasty?" Uncle asked taking sip of the cereal.
"Of course! It really tastes yummy." I replied leaning on the chair. They laughed.
"It tastes delicious when prepared with love." Uncle added.
"Haha....it's how I prepare all the time." Replied my aunt, providing a confidential smile to uncle.
They laughed again and I too joined their laughter.
"Then what about your schooling, Dawa?" He enquired taking a sip of Calsberg.
"We're having a week programme." I replied cracking my knuckles.
"Oh....really? Why didn't you participate in the program?" He enquired, almost finishing the glass.
"It's boring. We are not entertained. They just lecture and is finished. They keep on repeating the stuff to which we're saturated." I replied, relaxing myself.
"Haha....really?" He chuckled. "Don't you have your other half?" He sounds almost swooned. In every utterance, I could smell the stinky odour.
"Oh! This man gone nut. He's simple not like you." She giggled and patted on his shoulder. She too was almost unbalanced.
"Ah! I know the age. This age is perfect." He said emptying the bottle. "Show him the room. It's almost 9:30. He might be feeling sleepy."
My aunt showed my room. We all bid good-night and went to our respective room.
"If you need anything, just yell. We'll be there!" I heard auntie yelling.
"OK. " I replied and went to my bed. I wanted to chat with her infinite and checked the connection. But sadly enough, she was offline for almost fifteen minutes. I waited her to be online but she never did. By and by, I was slept.
On the third day's morning:
"Dawa, get up. It's time to have breakfast. We're leaving in a mean time. " Said my Azang Ngawang, washing his face with warm water stored in the bucket.
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