Faith

“It’s an electric pole, not a cross.”

“Oh, my Gosh! I see hope and then it vanishes…”

 Diana is the eternal pessimist, believing in doomsday predictions and her companions are at the verge of exasperation. They decide to ignore her and get busy clicking pictures of the majestic peak in front of them. 

Locals believe that the human face they see is a warrior immortalized in stone and protects the village from disasters.

“It’s our bastion of faith”, says the tourist guide. “We have never felt the need for a church here.”

Faith lies in the minds of the believer.


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