The village life – a horrible experience 

22.4.20xx (Friday), 

Dear Diary, 

Last week the doctor advised me to spend a week in the country because I had been suffering from cough. So I went to my cousin’s village. My cousin is an innocent man with a genuine love. 1 boarded a train. There began my difficulties. There was no an airconditioned coach in the train. 1 felt terribly hot and thirsty. My cousin received me at the station. I asked for some cool drink either lemonade or an orange juice. But he offered me some water or coconut water. I eat delicious food such as bread and jam; different kinds of fruits, chocolate and cheese. But in the village I was offered roots and sugarcane. We had to go into the fields in search of food. There are no vehicles in the village. Village is very quiet. There are no glittering lights in the village. The life there is very slow. People are .uncivilised. At night I was asked to lie on the hard cold ground. There was no any kind of entertainment in the village – no TVs and radios. In the country the life is horrible. I was unable to adjust with it. So I returned to the town. And I have decided not to visit the village again in my life.