The year that was...2005

Seems like yesterday...feels like eternity. Everyone is missing everybody. Family is such a blessed condition. Wish all of you a really great New year !!!!

 

The Year that was...2005

Brotherhood rocks !! of course with a bit of fatherhood "tucked in" Amen !

 

Merry Christmas..

May Peace Hope and Love be with you Today Tomorrow and Always Merry Christmas! .

Happiness

Fifty years from now,
It will not matter,
What kind of car I drove,
What kind of house I lived in,
How much I had in my bank,
Nor what my clothes looked like.
Fifty years from now,
It will not matter,
What kind of school I attended,
What kind of computer I used,
How large or small my social circle was,
But the world may be ...
a little better because...
I was important in the life of my child.
I was there to see her happiness.

A childs happiness !

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you,
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and
He bends with you ,his might that his arrows might go swift and far.

Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so he loves also the bow that is stable.

"Kahlil Gibran " 

Its almost Christmas !

Hey, thanks fuffa !
Its for me..I love it..I love the feeling..and its not christmas yet !
A merry merry christmas to alll...
esp.. Sannu Bhaiya, Neha didi, Uppu Bhaiya and Aarushi didi..! 

Tribal motif

A simple motif made from mud plaster and powdered rice paste. It depicts the godess of wealth( Laxmi) walking in the household, staying there, blessing them, and moving on.. 

Sunset. End and begenning. 

End of another day with a serene view of the sunset. 

Setting up the first digester.. 

In the pits.. literally. Could hear the Elephants calls nearby..they were having a ball stomping our first beneficiarys harvest..P.E.T.A.. are u listining~) 

Clear pristine water!! Forget bisleri..its all natural stuff here.. 

A tribal girk in daruka, simlipal.... the smile has always been a winner..whereever.. 

Finally,on way to Simlipal tiger reserve..