“Welcome line? What means Basilia?”
“The welcome line to welcome all to the death of Ahmad xxx!”
“Ha! Ha! Ha! Everybody wants to kill me! Ha! Ha! Ha!”
O My Master! Finally! You Have Empowered Me To Enjoy This Strange Culture …
No kidding! This strange culture has been nothing but trouble for me until now. It never fails. When I am waiting for Ahmad’s help somebody dies. That means 3 days I do not hear from Ahmad. Where is my gas or this or that?
“Basilia, my cousin die. It’s mandatory that I go to the family for 3 days to welcome all the mourners that must come to mourn the death of my cousin for 3 days.”
What about Basilia? Basilia could be dead but she has to wait for 3 days for them to come find me dead and I’ll have my 3 days of welcoming all to mourn my death! What a trip.
“But that’s mandatory, Basilia. I have no choice.”
“What is it that you all do for 3 days, Ahmad?”
“Well? The close family stands in line. The visitors come. The family must shake hands and say, Welcome!”
“You do that for 3 days?”
“Well, yes because different people come each day. Then you are not supposed to talk to or visit anyone for 3 days. You are supposed to mourn for 3 days. That’s why I could not call you.”
O My Master! You Are In Control Of It All, Why Then …?
Monday, February 17, 2020 at 4:03 am.
Well? I attempted to sleep at 12:19 am to no avail. Sleep evaded me. So? I got up. Continued my creation in Photoshop. Fixed my hair. Back and forth while Photoshop is doing its thing. And?
Goodness Sake! Four Hours Done Flew Past Me …
It’s a wonder how You work things out for me. Four hours of learning new techniques in the older version of Photoshop that You resuscitated for me.
No Kidding! You Have Resolved My Photoshop Troubles …
As good as the technicians from Photoshop support are, they have not been able to solve my problem because I did not know how to explain the problem. Anyhow?
I’m Fully Enjoying Your Gifts, My Master …?
Monday, February 17, 2020 at 4:01 pm.