Kuenza's Diary

I read this now and laughed all alone. Don't quite know what mood I was in... You said hi but I wasn’t sure it was you You said I knew who you are And you called when I said you’d if you were who I thought you were Oh yes, it began more like a joke Now we stand more committed than anyone I asked if you’d like to take an adventure You said, “I join you for the adventure” Did I call you honey? There wasn’t a dearer word I held you in my heart And wanted never to part Many years have passed The adventure began once upon a time But here we stand now As new a lover as the two darling doves Marriage didn’t have to be spelled It happened in our heart And we knew the knot was tied And promise was sealed Oh! My sugar! My honey! I love you I miss you more than ever And I wish I could ride the moon to be where you are

When I go to bed, I always pray I have the ability to know that I am dreaming. But it hasn’t been successful. I should admit that I am one dumb person and such clarity hasn’t been expected miraculously to come my way. It was few days back (11th December, 2007) that I saw a very vivid dream that haunted me and didn’t let me sleep. I watched the movie “The Terminator” where the star is a robot and wouldn’t die no matter how many bullets he had been shot. I think this is what gave way to the dream I had that night. I was at my home in Menchari. I was inside one of the rooms and there was some sulking fear that was dragging me from looking straight. Whenever I think of or dream of my home in Menchari, it is always associated with memories of my father and it gives me a kind of mysterious, unabated fear. Some very big fear was tearing me apart and there was my hero to protect me. Funny that it was my sir – sir Phuntsho was the one to hold me at his chest and protect me from this fear that w...

Sometimes, nothing exists in your world. There is no distraction whatsoever. And at such moments, you are what you are and there isn’t any trick.

Did he say he would be back? He did, didn’t he? It has been two months now. The cattle grazed not very far away. Yanki sat on a stone by the river. Yes, she had heard great masters talk of emptiness and how it is likened to a river. “There is no substantial ‘real’ river – there is only the flowing” (Be a Lamp upon Yourself, pp.160) She mentally concentrated on the flowing of the river and thought of her life. She knew, nothing lasts forever. When she fell in love with Lotay, did she think love could lead her forever? Only one thought existed then – that she was in love. Nothing seemed more important. The day she kissed Lotay by that same river, she wanted to live more than ever. But just that same evening they shared secrets and built dreams, he had to leave. He was on hunt for a dream he said would bring more joy than they could find other wise. But to her, what mattered more was their being together. She would have loved waking up together to see the same sun rise than waking up lone...