Opening sentence…

You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence?

In the half-past-nine quiet of the night, the noise the waves of the sea were making while strongly stroking the sands of the shore during the flow and ebb of the tide was clearly audible, even from a long distance, to the young woman inside the small village house, who was tensely experiencing the pains of labour for the third time in her life.

A River or a sea-shore…

What are three objects you couldn’t live without?

A quietly flowing river…

or a reasonably silent sea-shore…

a rural atmosphere where silence makes sublime thinking and imagining possible…

and an open place of nature that gives the feeling of living on earth…

Growing…as a choiceless activity…

What experiences in life helped you grow the most?

…happens in Nature.

It happens as unintentionally as possible….

…and as unnoticeably as possible.

No experiences need come in the way there. It happens as dedicatedly as possible.

The final sophistication at times makes a delicately wonderful spectacle.

Showcasing the small instances of ‘growing naturally’ that go on happening every day, every hour, every minute in and about my small place of dwelling has always been a pleasurable experience that helps grow quiet happiness in me.