Impossible Becomes Possible When We are Alone!

I was looking for a empty gas cylinder since I moved into my new place, but could not find a one. Then my boy friend found a one from colombo and one of the Highway buses from Kadawatha, has agreed to bring it. Then one evening, the gas cylinder came to me.

I went to the bus stand and waited till the bus with my gas cylinder arrived. I had no idea how to bring and how to carry a refilled one to the second floor, cz I remember I could not carry a gas cylinder from ground floor to upstairs when I was living in colombo. We used to ask a person to bring the gas cylinder for us, paying extra money. This time, I have no one to ask or pay. Therefore I have to do it all by myself!

Once the bus arrived I got my gas cylinder, and refilled it on the way to my boarding house. Anyhow, I brought it to my room, and it seemed like, not harder as I thought. But It was heavy and had to stop two three times. Through a video call, my boy friend taught me how to set the regulator to the gas tank. After few minitues, my body showed the results of carrying the tank, giving me a arm pain.

Finally that was a great relief to have a gas stove for making my cooking very quick and easy!