God's earth is us, and each time we meet with an unexplored bit of this earth we feel like being reunited with our missing parts or relatives !

The view was amazing and breathtaking up from the hill where Ales Stenar stand proudly since thousands of years ago.  I was overwhelmed by this landscape, the grass under my bare feet, and the cuddly breeze of Skåne län... the southernmost bit of Sweden. Magnificent and replete with mythical associations, legends and musical echoes of the past, the place felt like the Mecca of each and every  folklorist...

Sometimes, there is no need of words. The image speaks its own language that everybody understands.

Blogging...what the heck?

Just realized that it's been more than year since I have created this blog. I have also realized that I haven't been an active blogger either; but still, I created it as I created others before and which I have never used. All this time I couldn't dodge these questions that crossed my head: do we really need to shift the concept of journaling from being personal and private records of one's thoughts and experiences to becoming a public property, accessible on a very wide scale... a global scale actually? People you don't even know may know who you are, what your life is like, what you had for dinner, what your thoughts and beliefs are, or see your old family photos ? Is it some drive to stand out what makes us allow this to happen? Our desire to remember things and share them? Our existential desire for fame and social acceptance?  Our subjugated yet inordinately passionate desire for being worldly renown?
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Just a few questions to must answer before we decide to submerge into the pond of blogging...