It was a nice breezy day. The grey clouds have the silver lining, and the crystal clear refreshing rain drops fall from the sky while I was walking on the Sagaing Lann (Sagaing Street). The big Kha-yay tress, standing on each side of the Sagaing Lann, were shattering their tiny and sweet scented Kha-yay flowers onto the ground. I took time to pick those tiny flowers up from the ground. They look fresh and innocent. Then, I walked in the rain stepping and splashing into the little ponds, as though I was walking in a dream. Now, it truely has become a dream --- although at times I can still vividly remember the sweet scent of the Kha-yay and the cold refreshing rain soaking all over me. It is nice to innocently breaking the customary rules so that those little secret memories become a life long significant dreams.the image is from http://farm1.static.flickr.com/49/132604828_21096409cd.jpg
