Starts with a lie, but is a major crime is it now ?

an ethical question,

If one is to travel within the country for a week, and take a newspaper of one state, the same content is quiet often rehashed as news in another state by the same paper, the next day or next week, is there no moral in the newspapers, or do they think that the Indian common man is dead, mostly they are nearly dead if they do not react to what’s happening here, earlier they use to change the layout, not it is just the headers that’s changed and the date, all else stays same, how weird is that?   People are not so stupid to buy this every time. Wake up !

SGNP on a Sunday

Another Sunday rolled in and I was with friends, at the sanjay Gandhi national park

All of a sudden I realized what bird photography was all about

 The patience

The need to be silent,

The ability to observe and spot birds

And so on,

A great learning experience and yes did manage to test a new camera, the Canon SX60 HS, not too good for bird photography not good at follow focus, too slow, excruciatingly slow

Maybe it was me that was slow, still got to try it again, 1^st impression not worth the long zoom that boasts about .

The birds were wondering what the monkeys were doing up there?

Run along and play, mind not wt parents have to say

As a child it must be awesome, to go out in the rains, while the moms and dads might be trussing the kids up in rain wear, the immunity I am told gets lowered as the kid is kept in more and more sterile environment

The way a vaccine works is by introducing the disease in the body, n when a kid gets in touch with mud and dirt that’s what it is doing, that’s why a kid will eat mud and dirt, it’s the natural way to build resistance to diseases around them, but who will educate the parents who are busy providing what money can buy without thinking

Of disease and vaccines

rains its raining in Mumbai

Yes you did hear it right , it is indeed monsoon in Mumbai , the fresh rains has all in high spirits and all are out in the rain to enjoy the pre-Pothole days

The Burden of life

The burden we carry from birth to death we are loaded with expectations and then do’s and don’ts,

Rights and wrongs,

Rich and poor

Good and bad, the list goes on

We are born empty a clean slate where do we end up at death is to look out for,

Living with awareness and filtering thoughts