As I saw it on tv and newspapers, war torn devestated. Later after many years I see some development there, a small mall built out of ruins, with a confectionery shop. That’s what I fancied after my known world could not give me anything other than haye. Zems are not created by someone, they occur naturally out of whatever my confidence બિલ્ડર sees fit. It has to be endured like a black hole that once thought of as end of life, after getting zemd is a doorway to another world. The new world is something that I have to endure, even balance between story and haye, as I traverse it to the next one. Thinking about dying therefore becomes a natural occurrence here. It depends on potential and navigation in haye space.