Walking down the silent road leading towards the mill,below the church graveyard,I leaned down over the palm tree .

It was nevertheless like any other day, sitting down by the tree and pretending as if waiting for someone.well that could never be ,i was never used to with other teens of my age ,i could never stand a bit with them.I loved loneliness,and I could withstand it.
It was not like this always, years ago I had a friend named ruffel ,from dusk till down,he was my breath.we couldn't stand a minute without each other,when the day would be hot and shiny ,we would be at the river swimming and bathing ,and ending up drinking Rivers water and getting caught high fever.Our parents not knowing about our visit at river ,would be surprised to see us both sick at the same time.At noon we would be at field jumping from one spot to another ,chasung each other ,eating jungle berries ,keeping traps for animals which never worked and talking silly things.Our day went like this full of laughter and happiness. He used to stay with his dad his mother was dead at the time he was born.His dad was a kind hearted man,with a bulgy eyes ,thin nose,pale skin with mustach and a wonderful smile.As one day we were returning from fields we got a news that Ruffel father had been on accident ,while fixing a roof.It was a hard time for Ruffel to get all over this.He only had his father whom he lost too...

Few weeks after his dad's funeral, it was ordered that Ruffel was gonna stay with his only uncle,who was at the other state.I couldn't believe it ,the only friend I had was gonna get departed from me soon.It was hard for me to bare this up,but knowing the condition of Ruffel ,i tried to pretend normal .So on the last day, we went down the church at the palm tree and talked about our past days.It was a pleasant Dawn with mountains on golden fire,and birds returning to their nest with a gust of wind howling at our faces.We were looking down at the beautiful scene of river .At that moment we decided we would meet their ever year .It was an unusual morning, I knew I would have to lose someone special today but we both took a farewell with a smile on a face.Inside it hurted a lot ,to see him going. The sound inside me said "wait Ruffel I'll go along with you " but it was too late.He was now a small dot , disappearing by the forest.


I stood up now ....5 years passed and still the memories are fresh.

I went a little down,fetched some flowers and went inside a graveyard .I took a long ,deep breath.I kept my flowers upon a grave.

(writings on grave)

In loving memory of Ruffel Leon..
Born on 18 ,1955.
Death on 15 ,1971.