With my uncle at the hospital. My uncle has been close friend of my big sis’ father in law who just passed a way on Christmas day. Hope he will go home soon so we could attend the funeral service together. He misses my big sis’ father in law so much.
Greater in battle
than the man who would conquer
a thousand-thousand men,
is he who would conquer
just one —
Better to conquer yourself
When you’ve trained yourself,
living in constant self-control,
neither a deva nor gandhabba,
nor a Mara banded with Brahmas,
could turn that triumph
back into defeat.
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow, and, driving o’er the fields,
Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air
Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven,
And veils the farmhouse at the garden’s end.
The sled and traveller stopped, the courier’s feet
Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit
Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed In a tumultuous privacy of storm. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson