Friday, July 23, 2010

Village Life


Village Life
Meeting the Villagers













Having the opportunity to go into the villages to meet the people has been a highlight of my time in Odisha. One of my early village visits in Ghanteswar very soon after I arrived there and made one of my first Oriya friends. We quickly established a friendship and he invited me to go with him to visit his village. Of course I was delighted. On his motorbike we headed out into the countryside where he showed me some of the local tourist sights on the way to his village.


Before we arrived he received a phone call to invite us to join a baby celebration banquet lunch to celebrate the arrival of another niece. So all at once I met many of the villagers. As is the village custom Mum was still in bed so I was taken in to meet her and the baby. Three years later I visited the village again and met the beautiful three year old girl whose welcome party I had attended.


This village is not marketed as a tourist site even though it only takes 45 minutes on a bike to get there. The infrastructure is not good, but it has historical sites of great interest. So visitors are mainly those in the know and adventurous bike riders.


On the way to this village visitors pass through smaller villages: the roads pass by the front doors. Most of the homes here are built of bricks, but many are also mud brick. If the mud brick homes are near flood areas the lower ¼ of the walls are built of local stone.


Another favourite village is even closer to town and definitely not on a tourist route. I was invited to this village by one of my senior students from the local high school. It's not big, but a great place to view village life. Small lanes wind their way through this village which snuggles up against a hill with water in the front in good Feng Shui style. If people have enough money they build a home with a flat roof with internal stairs leading up to it. The roof area is used for drying clothes and food. As more money becomes available another floor is added and often a third thus giving the land owner good use of their land. As it is common practice for the son to bring his wife home when he marries a big house is needed.


Fuli is my favourite village: It is over 500 years old so it's like a step back in time to see the locals still living in old homes that have barely changed over time. Many streets are cobbled stone and just wide enough for the motorbike taxis to pass by. Many elderly folk live here so all visitors to the village are asked for a small amount of money which goes towards their assistance. Most of the fans sold in Yangshuo are made in this village. You can go into homes to see them being painted and assembled. Every step is done by hand and they come in a variety of styles and sizes.

This is My Life!!!


This is my life - Bibhu

Life defines in Metabolism,
In reproduction,
we make our miniature selves,
our look alike
In the power of adaptation,
like what is in now,
What is fashionable,
how I blend with all of you
How I mimic you,
how I become a clown to you,

Life in being nice
This is my life A short and a merry one
This my life In the middle of my own life
To life,
a life,
in the hope of discovering the meaning of my life,
My speech my poetry
Come to life with me
To the life,
for the life of one like me,
Not taking this life in my own hands,
Never,
never,
To life,
this is life
As big as life
as large as life is large
In resiliency,
in elasticity
Animations, cartooning, animate,
I vivify
I vilify
I quicken
I liken
The life force in my life’s functions
Drawn from life
to life drawn
Dream to life a life full of dreams
This liveliness, this sparkle
This effervescence of life,
this bubbling life like wine
This sprightliness like soft
Drink like energy drinks
This verve,
this vigor
this vivacity
Of life to life as big as life
My life
This is my life
This me I am life
I am energy
i am in this poem trying to run
away from everything in my life,
running in life
to life and life,
because of life,
for life.***('.')

Thursday, July 22, 2010

The Heart of a Friend


The heart of a friendis a beautiful thing,so precious and so rare;for the seeds of love take root within,to create a garden fair.
There's some healing magicin a true friend's smile,that conjurs a bit of hopeand makes life seem worthwhile.
Even if the day brings bad newswith many burdens to bear,they all seem a little lighter,from a true friend's loving care.
The heart of a friendis a lovely gift sent from God above,blessed seeds that sprout and growinto blossoms of faith and love.
And I want you to know,that your friendship is somethingI'll always treasure,beyond gold,beyond success,beyond earthly measure.http://bibhu.com

Eight Gifts that Do Not Cost.




1. THE GIFT OF LISTENING... But you must REALLY listen. No interrupting, no daydreaming, No planning your response. Just listening.
2. THE GIFT OF AFFECTION... Be generous with appropriate hugs, Kisses, pats on the back, and handholds. Let these small actions demonstrate the Love you have for family and friends. 3. THE GIFT OF LAUGHTER... Clip cartoons. Share articles and funny stories. Your gift will say, "I love to laugh with you."
4. THE GIFT OF A WRITTEN NOTE... It can be a simple "Thanks for the help" note or a full sonnet. A brief, handwritten note may be remembered For a lifetime, and may even change a life.
5. THE GIFT OF A COMPLIMENT... A simple and sincere, "You look great in red," "You did a super job," Or "That was a wonderful meal" Can make some one's day.
6. THE GIFT OF A FAVOR... Every day, go out of your way To do something kind.
7. THE GIFT OF SOLITUDE... There are times when we want nothing better Than to be left alone. Be sensitive to those times and give The gift of solitude to others.
8. THE GIFT OF A CHEERFUL DISPOSITION... The easiest way to feel good is To extend a kind word to someone. Really, it's not that hard to say, Hello or Thank You