Happy Life -means to live with simple things

There was a girl, on one day she could not stand her work anymore because of too boring. She made a risky decision that was she quited off her job and spent all her saving money for travel. At that moments she didn't have friends who were ready to be by her side. She called her close friend and wanted to talk but her friend answered in a hurry.

- "uhm, I'm still working, these days I have a lot of works and feel tired. What's going on with you".

- "Well, nothing. Just miss you. Come back your work. I'll call later" - she hung up.

She cried. She wondered whether it was doing rightly or wrongly, gradually she was coming to a standstill and nobody knew about it. People who were around her complained about her "why don't you smile? You always look sad like today is the end of the world".

If they asked her "why looks you sad? What happens with you?", she might open her heart to them easier.

She packed all things was be considered necessary for that trip and started a solo journey. From North to South, from plain to highland, from city to countryside, from mountain to beach, her journey took three months before finishing.

The first place was a small city in highland. The weather was very cold like winter in North, windy blew strongly and it had heavy rain all days. She catched cold on fifth day, felt thirsty, hungry and exhausted. She opened her phone and started searching contact list for asking help, over 200 contacts but nobody who she could call at that time. She sobbed herself to sleep again. In a while, hunry as a hunter made her wake up. "I need to eat something and take a medicine" - she thought.

The door was opened and she couldn't believe in her eyes. Rain stopped and sun shined bright all the hills, valleys and forests. She breathed warm air into her lungs deeply and felt herself to recover well. She took a grabbike and went to toward city, ate soup and bought medicine before sitting in a cafe to drink a ginger tea cup. From leaving room until arriving cafe, it was sunny and warm but then suddenly, it started heavy rain again like sun never appeared. She listened to rain drop alone with her fever.

A day after fever was down, she decided to go next destination, a warmer place in beach, far 350km from there. An old bus, 16 seats was smelly, ran slowly and noisy like a horse drawn carriage. She felt dizzy and wore mash all the time but always tried to see landscape on road, they were driving on mountain pass. The valley lies at her feet. Those small houses looked small and peace. She was wearing two long clothes and add one coat, one scarf because of cold but when she arrived at bus stop, she felt so hot. It's sunny like summer. She wandered along the beach and sat alone on sand under the tree, saw the sea in silence. The beach was exquisite and there was a little people, it seemed not to be high travel season. She wanted to share it with someone and typed messages to three persons who are the closest to her. Several minutes passed, two of them sent her back message. She finished dialog with them after only two messages. They had reasons for their busy. She wasn't fever anymore but really tired despite sea made her feel better. She came back and found a place for dinner, from morning until then she ate only a bread and several rambutans. By chance, she met an old couple who sold street foods on beach. They invited her to buy somethings. She couldn't refuse and talked with them several hours until mid-night. They were poor labors and tried to sell street foods to earn 10$ a day to buy food for 3 members in their family and medicine for husband having trouble with his spinal column. But t all days were not always lucky, like that day they only earn about 7$ because there wasn't a lot of tourists to visit. She ate a dish made from bird's egg with sauce, she felt it was delicious before it was mixed with sand beach. While talking with them, she remembered the previous time when she still worked, 20$ a day but she didn't know how to use it and what truly makes her happy so she put all her income to buy clothes, travel and cosmetic. Month by month, year by year she was still looking for what makes her life meaning in a circle until that day. Lastly, she understood that making money was not easy and having the purpose of making money motivated to pass difficulty things in front of eyes. The old couple expressed their feelings to her and invited her to visit their house one day. Their kind and their honesty made her smile all night and those days later.

The next day, she went to Vinh Hy bay, far 30km from her motel. There was only a way to go to there. She had a little worry about to drive motor alone in at strange place. But there was no way for her to take a bus. She wore a coat of her brother and kept going on. About 30 minutes later she yelled herself: "OMG, it's beautiful, landscape is awesome I'm crazy now". It's lucky for her nobody was on road that day, only her with sky, mountain, sea, forest and a winding way. She couldn't drive through without stopping some places taking photos. She found a small way lead to the mountain, one side was grape field, one side was grass where sheeps and goats were eating. She hazarded to take a turn on that way and stood to see the animals and grape gardens. Suddenly, a voice was raising behind her back "what are you doing here?"

His question made her jumps, she was landed in an embarrassing situation:

- "Oh, I just take pictures! I see here is so beautiful and peace."

- "Are you a journalist?"

- "Well, not really but I like view in here"

- "Go to my house for taking photos. I raise goats. Now it's time they come back home from mountain"

"- But where are you going to?"

- "I will go to cut grass for them but there is my wife in house. House is over there, feel free to go" - he pressed her

She was so surprised with his suggestion but drived her motor to his house. Listen to engine's noisy, his wife who was sewing clothes looked at her and asked: "who are you?"

She talked with his wife until he came back, three persons, two old people and one young woman were talking until the sun set. Man and his wife was same age, 70 years old, left their house in city to move in a cottage where in front of was sea and behind was mountain to raise goats, chickens. It didn't discuss how the climate in their place was wonderful, sea smell, salty windy, and very quite. In their cottage, a small corner was next to gate used to cook and near was a water jar. Those were all things on floor. A half of cottage was used to keep goats and chickens. They told her that sometimes they come back city to visit their childrens and nieces but didn't stay longly, they liked to live next to mountain. They invited her to stay and have dinner with them. She loved it but she had worried about the way back in night would be more dangerous so she was sad to refuse. She hugged them and felt like they knew before. On the way back, she thought about them, about their cottage. She smiled to herself and felt peace and happy! A thought arising in her mind. Leaving from city, living in cottage and enjoying those sun and windy days with someone.

#aloneness

#meansnot

#lonely

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