Saturday, April 18, 2009

3

In my village, there is a popular belief that when a death happened in the village, the spirit of the dead roam around the village and grab other two souls to travel the nether world. People witnessed the death of 3 in a row at several times in our village. When the church's death bell tolls or the temple mike announces the death of one, we eager to hear the next death and a chilling fear tremble our very bones. Old and the diseased hate to hear the death bells. I can hear the distant church's death bell....

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

My travels to Old Books Stalls


I like to suffer the dust and damp of old books. I went to old books stalls regularly. That way I spend my evenings...