When you cross my path quietly enough...

  

It was the first time ever; you were introduced to me by an out-lander!

And your familiar form appeared to me as if little unknown…

…It is so painful, I may not bear,

Dear home, please, don’t look to me, so much like a stranger!

I thought I had left you behind, crossed the shore

But you told me, that you had not;

More than ever now, you are precious to me, even more!

I did not know how sweet your taste was,

about your aroma, much, I did not care,

Now I know all this, as I find myself searching for you everywhere!

When I got from you, the very first post,

I jumped with joy glancing at the monthly inside,

But for some reason, I kept glancing at the cover stamp the most!

Photography Tip # 2

How to use your smart phone camera for close-up macro shots!

Gently place a drop of water over the lens of your mobile phone camera, and invert it slowly...Your phone is ready for some macro photography with the cheapest macro lens ever!!

If your phone camera is good quality, say for example if it is an iPhone or equivalent, it actually gives some surprising results! :)

Quick science fact - A water drop is a convex lens and can be used as a magnifier…

Image Copyrights ©2012 Gyaneshwari Dave

The Little Princess In Pink.

That evening, I had just come out of the gate of a well-known bird-watchers' park of the city when I noticed this stranger, little girl. She was wearing this pink frock that looked like a school uniform…in fact, it was a school uniform. 

The time of the day suggested that she might be returning from her school. But then, she was not wearing the shoes. She was not carrying the school-bag either.  

She was sitting quietly on this concrete platform along the footpath. Leaning against this high wall behind her, turning her face backwards, she was trying to sneak into something. Or perhaps, she was hiding from it...

She kept turning back, glancing over keenly; unaware of what was happening in front of her, unaware of my presence. She looked curious, but more than that, scared.

Possibly, she had done some mischief and now she was running away from getting caught. Or perhaps, she was looking at something she was not supposed to, something her little heart felt was not right…

 

The whole sight made me think…

After a week, one evening, I went back to the same park… she met me outside a small grocery stall there. She was wearing the same pink school-uniform. One more time, I thought that she might have returned from the school. But again, she was barefoot, and without any school-bag.

I asked her which school that pink uniform belonged…She thought for a while and said: “I will have to ask this to Sonia; her mother has given this to me…”

“Who is Sonia?” I asked,

She replied: “I wash dishes at her house.”

Well, she had not gone to school that day, not the other day, not EVER…

“Life's most urgent question is: What are you doing for others?”

-Martin Luther King (American Civil-Rights Leader,1929-1968)

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