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I’m a sucker for a British voice. Why? I don’t know. I have always loved the way Britishers speak. Somehow it’s music to me.

The Queen’s death has brought back memories of Diana. I cried the whole day, when she died. I was staying at that time with daughter in Cleveland, Ohio. Her death was unbelievable, probably because it was so tragic, and sudden. The sad face of twelve years old Prince Harry haunts me, and still brings tears to my eyes.

I can never reconcile myself to Camilla being the queen. She usurped the place where Diana should have been. I wish the Queen had brought Charles to heel. She should have intervened on Diana’s behalf, and threatened him that he won’t be king. The Queen, and the Queen Mother were indifferent to Diana’s plight.

Queen Elizabeth has been the face of Great Britain for a long time. I can understand her peoples’ grief for her. I never thought that she will be gone, thinking she might live to a hundred. A death is always a sad occurrence, but that’s the way we all have to go.

The Two Books I Read

Last week I read two books. One was Diana’s Boys by Christopher Andersen, and the second one was The Best of Me by Nicholas Sparks. I thought I was getting short stories to read when I grabbed the second one. When I started reading it, I realized that I had already seen the movie based on it.

I had liked the movie except that I didn’t like the director’s choice for the older version of the hero. The older guy didn’t look at all like his younger self. Basically when you grow older there are changes but still look an older version of your earlier self, not that you look entirely different. I liked the words of the song by Lady Antebellum.

Love comes in circles

And love takes its own time

Bending and breaking

Not taking a straight line

Never knew another love

Timeless, and true

I did with you

Once I realized I was reading the whole sad story again, I wasn’t happy. I wanted to read something which could lift my spirits — which wasn’t happening.

When Diana died it was totally unexpected. To this day when I see both the princes walking behind their mother’s casket, my eyes tear up. The book brought the grief both the boys went through vividly to mind. The queen should have intervened when Prince Charles carried on his affair with Camilla, and put a stop to it by threatening him that he won’t become the future king.

Charles was too callous in relation with Diana. She went through a lot of grief, and pain because of her husband. On the other hand she shouldn’t have openly admitted to her own affairs which she did in retaliation to Charles’s conduct. That brought the queen’s wrath on her in the form of divorce.

I hope next time I’m in luck’ and not bring home tear jerkers. Life is too short. There should be more laughter, and less tears.

Wishing you all! happiness, and good health.