Silence in the midsts of chaos

Living in the center of Lima is very noisy and chaotic. One can always hear the honk of a car or the sound of drilling in cement as the workers fix the roads, or even just the loud chatter and music of your next door neighbour. Though if you really try hard, one can clearly hear the silence in the midsts of all this chaos. In between every sound there will be a moment of silence.

I used to take silence for granted or I would dislike it, though as I grew up the more I realised how important this silence was. However, one can also get fed up of too much silence and needs to balance their life with chaos. Growing up with three siblings, and all of us being around the same age, my house was never quiet, there was always a touch of chaos and noise. Though now thinking back I miss this chaos as I miss my siblings because here where I am now there’s too much silence.

The Land of Trolls

Norway to me is the land of trolls. This is my father land. As a child my father would read me fairytale stories about trolls in the woods around my summer house which was located far out in the Norwegian forests. These stories didn’t as much frighten me as trigger my curiosity. As a kid I would live for those long walks in the forests where I could try and spot the ‘trolls’.