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Clash of Culture

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Few days ago, my Facebook timeline was flooded with a post shared from local.dk issuing the headline of “Expats: Denmark ‘world’s worst’ for making friends“. I was planning to voice something about it but could not find the necessary motivation. Until yesterday, I spoke to a friend and she really hit my motivation button.

I have to say that people are being slightly harsh to the danes. Pointing out someone else’s weakness in broad public, under spotlight, will not help in making friends with the danes.

Denmark was dead last when it comes to the ease of making friends, 64th for being made to feel welcome and 60th for the perceived friendliness of the locals.

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Christmas family

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Virtual Christmas

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A Walk Through My Birthday

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Wisdom will multiply your days and add years to your life.

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This year I celebrated my birthday differently. I usually get on my knees at 00.00 to whisper a simple prayer of thankfulness for years that passed and hope for years to come.

This year, or last night, it was different. I was standing in line to enter a club, called Budha Bar, when the clock hit 00.00 CET.

Was I becoming less religious?

I hope the change of routine does not define my faith to God nor it makes me less religious. To all fairness, I did whisper a short prayer, with a very happy smile of “Thank you God” when I was standing there. It was as if He was standing next to me, along with my friends who hugged and kissed me and wished me happy birthday. Thank you for making me feel loved on this birthday.

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Early birthday gift

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A Letter for Mom.

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Dear Mom,

I hope this letter find you well. I dont wanna be melodramatic by writing this letter but I have to say, I have been thinking abouth death more than usual.

Remember, my dream to be an architect? I always wanted to be an architect. I always dream to build a home where my family can live and I also made a smaller cottage in the backyard for you to live with me all the days of our lives. I remember I can just hop to your cottage and see you playing with my kids. That was the dream. It had been long crushed when you died.

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