Some evenings,wise old men in the villages of Myanmar will talk of this vast land.The spectacle starts off like this-As the day draws to a close,the colours change like the golden wings of a magnificent bird passing by,,the sunset spreads across the sky transforming the universe in dazzling silence.For a few seconds only,,you can see quite clearly how it seeks to nest and your being beckons it home.Nights opens out to claim it like the hands of a Giant that awake...

As the Sun sets on the banks of the mighty Irrawady here in the ancient forgotten Kingdon of Amarapura,I cat help notice that this is a world so different from my own ...The past seems so petty,so empty, full of echoes.But here its different.This really is it.The life here.The simple Life.The life that lives off the soil,off a peaceful culture,off religions forgotten.I worry it will all change for the worse..Burma is intersticed in a time warp where strangers giv...