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<\/a><\/p>\nThis is my favourite random picture. \u00a0My brother and mom were chatting with a the pastor of a little roadside church as I saw this man walking by, with his herd of cows. \u00a0I asked him if I could have a photo and he graciously complied. \u00a0I love his face… his eyes tell a story of struggles and yet if you look at his mouth, you see a bit of a smile… who knows, he may have been laughing at me!<\/p>\n
Of course I have 1001 pictures but these are some of my favourites.<\/p>\n \n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" In another life, I have a dream of being a National Geographic photographer. \u00a0Travel the world, see all the exotic places, try the exquisite foods, meet the \u00a0most amazing people and document their incredible stories. \u00a0Of course, this would have … Continue reading <\/a><\/p>\n<\/a>This little girl was living with the pastor and his wife at the church I just mentioned. \u00a0Her dad was dead and her mom was ill and couldn’t take care of her. \u00a0I fell for her immediately. \u00a0I love her smile. \u00a0She has such strength. \u00a0There is such beauty in her eyes. \u00a0My brother and I are committed to see that she gets educated … I just wanted to bring her home… and yet she is obviously happy in spite of her trials.<\/p>\n<\/a>I love to read, as you know. \u00a0I love books that are set in India, that offer me glimpses of my culture. \u00a0As I met people, I would ask if they were of a love marriage or arranged marriage. \u00a0I was fascinated to see that most were arranged marriages. \u00a0Not the usual arranged marriage you may read of in books, yet, there was the introduction… then the getting to know each other and then, if both were willing, the marriage. \u00a0For us in North America, it seems like a strange thing… yet there is such a reduced rate of divorce. \u00a0I think it’s because 2 people enter into a partnership of sorts, then friendship and for those that are really lucky, love follows. \u00a0Yet, friendship can be a blessing too. \u00a0As we were visiting one of the sights in New Delhi, I loved this sight of love, in the open. \u00a0Such intensity. \u00a0What were they saying? \u00a0I love how their hands are intertwined.<\/p>\n<\/a>Photo credit goes to my brother, Kumar, as I was too paralyzed to move. \u00a0On a side street were chickens, alive, tied together, as this man flipped them over his hand bars to take them to their fate… someone’s dinner.<\/p>\n<\/a>This little boy was playing with a coconut in the dirt right by a busy intersection. \u00a0Of course his beautiful face was just begging to be photographed. \u00a0As I started clicking, out of nowhere, his brother, no older than 7-8 years old shows up and is chattering away at me, obviously not happy. \u00a0He wanted money, if I was going to take his brother’s photo. \u00a0My brother shows up, oblivious to all that has occurred and begins to get his camera out. \u00a0As I explained, my brother told the boy, ok. \u00a0After taking his photos, he handed the boy a bill. \u00a0Out of no where comes another boy, trying to take the money out of his hand. \u00a0This boy, the 7-8 year old, took his hand and slapped this other child on his face. \u00a0The other boy walked away. \u00a0It was a little startling and comical all at the same time. \u00a0What a sweet face!<\/p>\n