Penning down my thoughts to the world. Birthdays are special and year by year they do become less and less about you and more and more about the bigger picture. This birthday I spent with only three important elders of my life, my parents and a teacher. It is a birthday worth remembering. Because not only did I get to eat amazing food, I found some wisdom, some patience and the joy of just being. Or other way round when I wish to be frugal and someone who is .

Laplanders regard with dread and awe-the icy howling wind- the wiiliwaw;. To Northern races like the eskimos, Hell is a place of eternal snows. Tropical tribes fear the heat and light- their Hell is a place where fires burn bright. I pondered over this tangled knot, was Hell frozen over or burning hot? Why should we fear the afterlife ;think it an extension of fear and strife. If it is true that the soul is set free to adventure into eternity? This entry was posted in poetry.