Kuenza's Diary

Friday, September 14, 2007 Dear L, We must have written hundreds of letters to each other but it is a wonder that we have so much to share every time we meet and write. I’m glad some thoughts like the ones we share can be as profound as never-ending. I might not be able to give you the profoundest of riches but I sure have my fondest thoughts and wishes on your birthday. I’m sorry that though we were together, the celebration wasn’t there. It just kinda became normal. I couldn’t have thrown a party for you last night but you should remember that I did think of it and had my wishes sent your way…even if it was in a dream. And I had it taken for granted that the big event was coming tonight. I’m so happy that despite our standings in the society as women now, we still have the same smiles and laughter to share when we are together. I’m glad that we still see ourselves through the same thoughts...

Looking at the world outside with a smile Trying to understand what life means

L and I sneaked out an hour for lunch together...We found we still have so much to share and we can talk just as much.

Almost every weekend, we have a dinner together at one of our houses. This is a picture taken after a sumptuous dinner at meritocean’s house. He stays in Changjiji…he had to shift on some urgent note and he is going to be there for just 3 months again. I’m sure he is on the hunt for a house again. From Back and Left to Right: Kyangsom, Tenzy, 5457, Luzee, OcOp and Kuenza Yes, you got it right! This is my husband and I...we were just kinda dreaming of our first date and there our friends were, capturing us in a picture.

(From Left: Sangay, Me and Tenzy) It was one such yesterday that we met and created fun and laughter. We did not know that life would take us further away from each other. The shore remained where it was…the waves moved as they always did. The sea did not look troubled a bit. But there we stood, trying to understand life we might make. There we sat together to watch a movie…to have a meal, or listen to a music. We shrilled out our voice and made faces that only we understood. We hadn’t seen the harsh world. It was a cushion-soft bench. No, we didn’t believe we would be in a different house after seven years. Tenzy and I met often because both of us were in South India. But Sangay seemed to be sinking in sorrow in a place called Durgapur in the North. We had given our exams for class XII and we had nothing much to do. We felt like we were flying for the first time because we didn’t have to study and anxiety had a way of creeping inside us giving more excitement than worry. As we waited...

These are women in nopkin.com...we gathered on 11th August for dinner to discuss about the second cleaning campaign. We decided to have the cleaning campaign in Changjiji area on 25th August, 2007, Saturday. We have expected to have at least 30 volunteers. For detail, see this: http://www.nopkin.com/blog/blog_details.php?id=239

Beauty is not something that arouses desire, but something that arouses admiration It is not something that fakes charm to win praises but a gracefulness of a person. It is not the heart that opens on an instant desire but the heart that dwells on a promise It is not the person who winks you with a signal for the night but the person who holds your sight beyond your eyes.