|The Tirthan Valley|
Solitude of the upper reaches
|I will not let the forest department move me out of here she says; |
She talks about how the forest department was trying to get her to move
and why she was the most photographed denizen of the park!
|Her hut has three levels, animals and beehives at the lowest, |
her living space in the middle and a small cooking space at the third tier.
Unfortunately a camp site has come up around her abode,
an attempt, I think to dislodge her.
|Anjali's younger sister whom I first stopped to photograph. |
A tiny little urchin, at first she was self conscious but slowly she
got used to me finally giving me a bemused smile.
|Anjali's mother seemed a harried lady, |
Anjali and her younger sister seemed great kids till the mother
came, when they would behave spoilt and petulant.
|Anjali - An amazingly precocious girl of six, |
I met her at a village on the way to the waterfall above Sai Ropa.
Around her mother she was spoilt and brattish but when alone with me
Anjali of the impish smile, never stopped chatting or laughing
|miss photogenic herself, Anjali was posing for me without |
any trace of embarrassment. We parted good friends.
|Her face was richly wrinkled with each wrinkle probably a story to tell.|
The harsh climate and hard life probably has taken a toll on her
as she seems to have aged beyond her years. But she retained
her wry sense of humour.
|This gentleman was a bit redolent of some local liquor, however he took|
me under his wing in a climb to the temple at Bandal Village. Even
trying, unsuccessfully, to find the keys to the temple which was locked.
|Very gentle and humorous, he explained various aspects |
of the temple to me. Also explaining the local custom of
restricting access in most temples to people who were
somehow connected to the construction of the temple.
|I stopped to ask this lady directions, she had a delightful manner |
and a bewitching smile. She willingly allowed me to photograph her
losing her awkwardness after a few moments.
|She gave me directions and chatted awhile, but the effect of|
her hard life was evident in every crease on her face.
While she was wrinkled on the exterior, there were no wrinkles
on her humour and patience with this city slicker with a camera.