Cracks remain forever

I read this longtime ago.

Hearts are like porcelain, once broken can be fixed but cracks remain forever.

True.

My Best Friend

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Nehru Park, New Delhi

Embracing life as it comes to him. In Sierra Leone since 6 months now.

I hate him and torture him whenever I'm with him. He is the most patient guy ever. Has withstood so many horrible angry tantrums of mine. He always stood by. Every time he leaves for a project in Africa for months at end, my world goes half empty.

Come back soon

Love you candy

Million dollar smile

The days when true happiness is truly felt. Why do we have to grow up. Wish we died at 30.

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And I love you so...

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And I love you so.
The people ask me how,
How I’ve lived till now.
I tell them I don’t know.

I guess they understand
How lonely life has been.
But life began again
The day you took my hand.

And, yes, I know how lonely life can be.
The shadows follow me, and the night won’t set me free.
But I don’t let the evening get me down
Now that you’re around me.

And you love me, too.
Your thoughts are just for me;
You set my spirit free.
I’m happy that you do.

The book of life is brief
And once a page is read,
All but love is dead.
That is my belief.

And, yes, I know how loveless life can be.
The shadows follow me, and the night won’t set me free.
But I don’t let the evening bring me down
Now that you’re around me.

And I love you so.
The people ask me how,
How I’ve lived till now.
I tell them, "i don’t know."

A Don Mclean song.

Winter is a very romantic season. The tranquility and serenity it brings, the sweetness in the air. Its a season of love. Who are you going to dedicate your love to this winter?

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Headless but Holy

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Deogarh, Uttar Pradesh

Another picture from my village wedding trip. From the Jain "qila". Many many many of the statues have fallen prey to vandalism and theft in the last 2 decades. Most of these statues are missing heads or other limbs. Stolen and sold for big or perhaps even small bucks.

I will welcome any title ideas from you people for this image.

Her Morning Elegance

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Deogarh, Uttar Pradesh

This Spotted deer was a resident at the "kila" in my village.

The "kila" as its locally known is a Jain holy place. It has 100s of very very ancient statues and temples of Mahavir. I will post the pictures of those soon.

This is my village - en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Deogarh,_Uttar_Pradesh

I will post the colored version of this one in time. If you want to see the colored version then click on the picture and it will redirect you to my flickr gallery.

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Man-eating Men

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Picture taken in Kedarnath.


Aghori: Human-Flesh Eating Monks


The Aghoris are members of a Hindu sect who worship Shiva (a major Hindu god and one aspect of Trimurti – the Hindu trinity), whom they see as the supreme god. Because they believe that Shiva created everything they consider nothing to be bad. For this reason they engage in a variety of sexual practices (for example they perform a secret Tantric ritual involving sex with a lower caste, menstruating woman during which the Aghori becomes Shiva and his partner Shiva’s female energy), they drink alcohol, take drugs, and eat meat. Nothing is considered taboo. But the thing that makes their ancient traditions bizarre is that they are also practicing cannibals and their temples are cremation grounds.


Aghori Practices

An aghori lives in the cremation ground and is able to support himself there – his clothing comes from the dead, his firewood comes from the funeral pyres, and food from the river. When a person is cremated, an aghori will coat himself in the ashes of the body and meditate on the dead. Aghoris survive by begging with a bowl made from a human skull which they also use as a vessel to eat and drink. The most shocking aspect of the Aghori life is their cannibalism. Dead bodies that are found floating in the river are gathered up and meditated on. The limbs are then removed by the Aghori and eaten raw.

The corpses, which may be either pulled from a river (including the Ganges) or obtained from cremation grounds, are consumed both raw and cooked on open flame, as the Aghoris believe that by eating a corpse they can then conquer and trap its soul and use it for their magic and ritualistic practices. An Aghori practices this lifestyle for a period of 12 years to attain the "Siddhi" level or the supreme level.

There are many aghoris walking the streets of northern India with their skull cups. These aghoris eat anything, including rotten food, food from the dumps, animal feces, animal or their own urine, etc. They regularly perform rituals to attain the highest level in enlightenment. Many aghoris walk around completely naked.

An American Aghori

A typical American kid from a typical if affluent family, Gary Stevenson’s life first veered off the normal path when he was stricken with polio as a child. A troubled youth and rebellious adolescence coincided with the Age of Aquarius and Gary set off on a spiritual path that took him to San Francisco, Hawaii, and finally into India and Nepal in an ever-deeper slide into the extreme. Along the way he shed his identity, legally changing his name to Giridas Rama Sitanatha as he sought a magical path to immortality and enlightenment. Eventually, he turned to Aghor and its dark tantric rites.

As he studied and excelled at his new religion, his guru christened him “Kapal Nath,” and he became lost in a lifestyle of grave robbing and cannibalizing the bodies to consume the Shakti (life energy) of the dead.


If you are interested in watching another fascinating documentary on the Aghoris, you can watch an excellent one here in full. If you want to watch an extremely gruesome video of the aghoris, you can do that here. Be warned, however, it contains video footage of cannibalism.


Article taken from www.cogitz.com
(Some parts edited & re-written by me)

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Evening roost

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See.. i told u we dont need to go to switzerland for our honeymoon honey..

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Himachal pradesh

Tila Lotni - our 4th Camp from my Sar Pass trek in H.P. it was the most beautiful n coldest camp of all 6 camps.  This is at 13000 ft.

The picture is a bit blurred as my hands were shivering while taking pictures there. It was below way below 0 degrees there at night.

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A mother holds her children's hands for a while...their hearts forever

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Dudhwa National Park


A little girl, when asked where her home was, replied, "where mother is."
-- Keith L. Brooks

I was looking for quotes on mothers or a poem.....When I came across this one my search was over. single line sums it all up so beautifully. Home is where mom is. Always and forever

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Sweet idle summer days of childhood

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Dudhwa National Park

Well I surely miss my very young days when we use to get lice from school and mom use to pin us down in her lap and get rid of them :P ......at 1st I use to get agitated and restless but then after sometime I would give in to the nice sunshine and cozy lap and doze off......

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