if you dont leave the house…

If you don’t leave the house, things don’t happen…

I take a walk on Sunday evening…out of the orphanage and towards the nearest village, down the road i bump into Mounika, an ex student, now in college who lives near the orphanage. While chatting to her i photograph these to Bhavani Deekshas who are training an ox to pull a cart:

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I walk down to the river and this slithers past me and into the water…

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10 minutes later 3 guys passing by on bicycles stop and ask me something in Telegu. I know a little of the language but i cant understand what they are saying.

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…then this young man appears and he speaks a little English and between us i realise they are the Deekshas i photographed earlier, they want to see the picture i took of them on the cart. I promise to give them a copy before i leave…

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Turns out the guy who helps me is the brother of Jancy, whom i know as she attends the school where i teach…

Janci knows i come to this spot regularly to photograph the troop of monkeys who come to the water at twilight.

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Janci’s mum tells me to come into their garden, she puts down some rice and monkeys appear from everywhere…

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Its like i said, if you don’t leave the house, things don’t happen…

bad dancer…

well…after 6 years of assiduously avoiding any sort of group/bolliwood style dancing it seems finally my luck ran out. It’s more difficult than you’d think avoiding this dancing lark round these parts. Everyone loves to dance or to at least watch other people dance. On any given holiday there are always performances and dances (usually by the kids). My photography prowess has always been my best defence…”I’d love to but i can’t join in, i have to photograph and document…sorry!” Well this year on Children’s Day the teachers were having none of it. On this particular occasion, they usually dance for the kids…and yes my friends i also had to do so…with 6 other teachers, in full sari regalia, and i found out about it the night before the event…

So my first time in a sari and my first public dance performance since ballet class when i was 5 years old…Lets just say i gave it a go…but am not giving up the day job…those who know me well can ask me and maybe i will show them the dodgy film evidence of my Indian dancing début…next year I AM DEFINITELY BUSY TAKING PHOTOGRAPHS!!!!

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small stripy squirrel…

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Hemanth found this tiny squirrel that had fallen from a tree, they are stripy round here you know, anyway, will the little creature survive? Am guessing not but i will keep you posted…

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daddy vs noughts and crosses…

IMG_0207…the paper folding begins…arrival gift from a student, i love it!!!, especially like how all the kids spell “hi” as “hai”.

IMG_0218…and i got this on the board… please note that i am a really good artish…

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Found some of my students playing this at lunch time. It’s the same principle as noughts and crosses (or “x’s and o’s” as we called it when i was wee) but they call it “Daddy”. Danny, on the right, is the champion. When he wins, I totally suppress the urge to ask “who’s the daddy?”…seems inappropriate!!!

serendipity and the requested portrait…

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This boy asked me to take his portrait at twilight in a nearby village from the orphanage, where am staying, i wasn’t going to as i was keen to walk back before dark (there is very little lighting and snakes etc like to come out in the cool of the evening). Lucky i did though, i was on a longish exposure when a motorbike drove behind him at the EXACT right moment…sometimes when the shutter clicks on your camera, you know you’ve got a got shot…Hurray for happy accidents!