All that I miss...

I am just back from Leh and this has been a trip that i wont forget for years...

I miss so many things...

I miss the sound of flowing water in the indus river... I miss the night sky and the twinkling stars... I miss the kids that i grew so found of... I miss the small girl kids calling me Bhaiya...
I miss the good morning smile :)... I miss the evening at the river side... I miss the smoke and the cream... I miss wondering... I miss going hungry for an entire day... I miss the shade under the solar panel... I miss the crumbling mountain...I miss the shooting stars... I miss talking to strangers who became friends...I miss doing nothing...

I miss Leh...

What to do????

So once you cross 25 you kinda screwed to make decisions...
Do you need to settle down???
Should you continue with your job that got you where you are????
Should you move on in life and do what you really want to do???

I dont know... Just in that situation... But i think I have made up my mind...

The sweetest people I have ever met

When didster strikes the worst comes out of a lot of people... If you ever visted any of the villages that was affected by the floods and did just a bit u would beg to differ...

Every single house however badly damaged would offer(actually force) all the volunteers to have tea,drinks, food every hour...

Think about it... The place where you stay... your home... your family has been broken
Would you still care to cook food for a set of strangers....

Indian tourist...

I have been through the floods in Leh... Went to help for a few days... There was just everybody there... Volunteers from all nationalities who had come on a vacation... They all were helping out shovling mud... cleaning hospitals... carrying dead bodies... holding hands...

You know what was most shocking I couldnt spot even a handful of Indian tourist... All those guys who were vacationing in and around Leh left when the floods hit their country and people....

Where had all the Indian tourist gone my brothers and sisters????

When was the last time

I won a bet with Kiran the other day and she bought me chocolates. We entered the guest house premises and the owners kids were playing. Two small girls aged 5-8...
They saw the chocaltes in my hand and there was an instant smile on their face... Their eyes lit up so bright...

So when was the last time your eyes lit up when u saw something...

I want to write...

I want to write right now but I do not know where to begin...
I have so much to say but no one to say it too...

Its an amazing feeling I tell you, when your mind wanders in all directions, when you know that you just cant go more wrong from here on...

There are so many things that I have discovered about myself in this trip and a few new habits that I have formed...
Don't know if they are good or bad..

Actually you would never know if something/someone was good or bad for you till it reaches its climax...

Both dreams and fears take you where you are destined to go... But when your dreams and fears meet thats when you experience your worst nightmare...

Well I know I have scribbled all over the place but I warned you in the beginning itself...

Momos...

Well every sunday we have Momos for dinner...
This sunday I decided to help...

Well everyone in the campus was there...

The kids,the germans,the french,the swiss,the czech...

Some kid taught me how to fold a momo... I think i did a decent job... Made around 30 momos....

Apricot Jam Picnic To Alchi

As soon as i got back to Secmol we went for a jam picnic to Alchi.
Alchi is around 2 hrs drive from Phey...

It was an interesting day...

Plucked apricots from the trees
Seperated the good and the bad ones.
And made jam...
As simple as that but got a bit bored at the end of it...

Well in the night we slept under the open sky...
The next day the kids continued to make jam... I left by the early morning bus to Phey...

Let me know and I could get you some jam to taste...