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... She bonded with the other kids from the US and it was hard saying goodbye to everyone. Asha loved her experience at the orphanage. She couldn't stop talking about it and how great it was to spend time with the girls at the orphanage and give and receive so much love from the girls. It was truly a life changing experience for her. Gave her a whole different perspective on life. She wants to come back again next year. Sonia was very happy ...
... trendy, high-class gents that would enjoy such an event. But anyway, I digress. I didn't really understand a lot of it, partly through the fact that they obviously had quite strong accents, one 58 year old man was telling a joke for what felt like a year and I didn't understand a single word of it, and the fact that we didn't understand the jokes about Indian culture, about the fact that Keralans have big moustaches, and stuff about Bengalis and other ...
... I have decided to begin living my life in the sense of always being aware.
The instructor spoke about how our mind is blind and we must, as individuals, set our conscious on the shoulders of the mind and guide it. You do not have a mind until you are conscious about it and what it is doing. I have never really looked at my mind in this light. It is true though – we must be conscious of our whole self, everything ...
... up we walked over 300 steps , me being a supermum with Georgie on my back. Part way up was the prison in which a holy man Ramdas was incarcerated, for buiding a temple in Badrachalam without the kings permission, within that great darkness he carved deities into the wall, all smeared with orange pigment.
High on the hill was a temple to Kali, the Jagadamba Mandir. Shilpa told us how once a year a goat would be sacrificed lower down and dragged in a bloody mess all ...
... dirt lot in front of the shopping center, waiting for the bus to circle around the pick us up again. While we stood there one beggar woman noticed that we had not left and she hobbled slowly towards us and right up to me. She was old and malnourished, her height barely reached my elbow. She extended her hand toward me and demanded money in a language that I don't speak. I turned my face from her, making eye contact with a guy named ...
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