Little Buda peeped from behind a broken wall, eyes alight with curiosity. When I looked up, he retreated behind the wall. After a few minutes of this game, I beckoned him to me. I was sitting on the roof of our homestay in Sikkim and sketching the vast and endless mountains visible from my perch. As he approached me I asked him if he would like to draw something. He nodded shyly and became excited when I gave him a sketch pad and pen. We both sat quietly, each lost in a private world, drawing and colouring. Later, he was called down by someone, who I presumed might be his mother.
It was as we were leaving, that I found out that Buda’s mother had abandoned him and he was being brought up by the entire village. They made sure that he ate, went to school and had a home to come back to…
In our parting photograph with the family that we were staying with, Buda was on the hip of our hostess, smiling into the camera with glee 😊
Any woman can have a mother’s heart, you don’t have to be one to embrace another with that kind of love…
On a recent visit to a small village in East Sikkim called Budan, where we had gone for a homestay, I asked the village elders to spread the word that I would be happy to have an impromptu art class for all children who were interested.
To my utter delight, about fifteen of them turned up! And there, in the middle of silence and mountains and the rolling mist we sketched and painted Geraniums!
That evening is a memory that will be etched in my mind for posterity. It made me realise that we should assume nothing, take nothing for granted and if there is a sincere thought, it will find resonance with many! 🎨🎵💕
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From the most basic of kitchens come the most delicious of meals!
On a recent visit to a small village in East Sikkim called Budan, we had a homestay at the simple abode of one of the villagers. Our presence was celebrated as a big occasion for the whole village and a lot of respect was accorded to us. From the traditional welcome, to the performance of local dances, we enjoyed everything.
Absolute silence and abundant natural beauty just added to the whole experience.
In such situations, when city people visit Eco villages and homestays, the whole village rallies around the family that is the host, providing manpower and help when needed. The status of the family is also elevated.
The more I travel into the interiors of my country the more clearly I recognise the beauty of the human spirit, it’s desire to please and give respect to other beings. They come from a place of dignity. It is a beautiful and symbiotic relationship….
The diversity of India never ceases to amaze. Every corner has stories, told and untold. I am blessed to have the opportunity to read these, one page at a time. 😊💕
The heat and the earth are so much a part of some people. It seems that they are carved out of the very stone on which they rest their weary bodies…
Patience courses through their veins like blood. They know not to hurry time… They have been at it mercy always…
Now they sit still, as still as the figures engraved upon the urns that they wait to sell….
The creator and his creation taking shape painstakingly, lovingly, one gentle nudge at a time….
When an artist invites you to watch him sculpt, it is an honour. The eyes move from the sunburnt face and hands onto the perfection that is being sculpted out of a block of wood. No gap remains between the two. It is as unique and beautiful as any process of birthing can be…
The finished sculpture, polished and shining adorns temples and prayer rooms of homes that the sculptor might never visit… Yet through his art he has infused the intangible into the tangible…
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I must admit that this was the first time I read a Kannada novel translated into English.
This is a slim copy taking us into a middle-class urban Indian family that comes into big money after seeing a life of great financial difficulties. The sentiments of all members, the emotional tug of war, the petty lies and deceit that make their way into personalities make for a fascinating read.
It was over in one lazy Sunday reading session but has piqued my curiosity enough to know and read more works by Vivek Shanbhag.