two days ago, on 29th of july，on our way back from Serche Lhatso a motorbike had been hit into pieces taking away two lives. From what i saw from the front window i could assume that they must be killed instantly. For some reason i didn't get out of the car to see how it was. later on i was informed that they were two local tibetan, one been carried away in a van and another still lying in the field waiting to be claimed. I felt terrible at that time and now i am feeling even worse coz we just couldn't cut us totall from the most hilarious picnic experience we had that day. Songs kept playing as we drove through. looks like everyone is living their own stories...two ended, two world just vanished. ...