When I went to the dairy farm to buy some milk today, I had to wait till they get the milk out.
While I was waiting, I observed the beautiful sky because the farm was a little away from all the buildings and stuff. The place was very quiet, I tried to look for the sunset but it was too clouded.
Just then, I overheard a conversation between a little girl and her grandfather, whom she was calling Nanu I guess.
Since we were at the farm, the little girl asked what happens to all those buffalos when we eat them and just like anyone would have he answered that they go to God.
"When will he take me? Can he take me anytime?"
"Yes, He'll call us when it's our turn."
"What about my Papa and Mama won't they be mad at God for that."
I wasn't able to comprehend what happened next but I thought that it was sweet, the way little innocent kids think.