Tulip Revolution ( Journal#8 )

It was 24th March of 2005 year; it was the end of week, I was just exhausted because of exams and projects which I had during the week. I came home from the University. The weather was cloudy and it seemed that it would rain soon. I was so tired and sleepy. So without having dinner I just lay down on my bed and fell asleep at once. I thought I had slept only for one hour, when a loud sound of my telephone forced me to wake up and slipped down from the bed. I picked up the phone and whispered: “Hello”. It was my mother, her voice was nervous and she repeated several times the same question:”Are you OK?” Her question made me feel anxiety and I firmly answered:”Yes, I am OK”. The second question was more surprising:”Do you know what is happening on the Ala-Too Square?” I replied:”No”. Then my mother commanded:”Turn on your TV”. It took me some minutes to find a remote control under the piles of papers and books, which were everywhere in my room. At last I switched on my TV. All local channels broadcasted events from the “heart” of my capital. Opposition stormed White House and seized the power. It was Tulip Revolution.