We left very early the morning to walk our way towards the desert. A herd of cows followed us for a while, then they stopped. We were leaving everything behind. One last glance over my shoulder. And that was it. We were on own. And now nothing could stop us.
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Keeping on building things.
Building things with Legos. Building things with 3D softwares. Building relationships, and destroying them too. Building things in my mind all the time. I hope one day I’ll be building a temple for my mind to be at rest. Well, actually, isn’t that my body?
The time goes by.
And there will always be a train I’ll be missing. Life is like that, you need to make choices, and when they’re made you can’t go back. But who make the choices anyway? That’s the real question. In India, I learned how to miss trains and stop to care about it.
On taking pictures of kids.
One assistant teacher at the International Center of Photography told me one day: “Don’t take too many pictures of children in the street, they aren’t real subjects!” I still love to do it, and to remember the time I spend observing them while watching the pictures afterwards (this one was fighting with his sister over …
Holy cows!
I’m anxious to leave a world where cows are in the city malls shopping along (bazaar in India). Gandhi loved them too: “Our mother, when she dies, means expenses of burial or cremation. Mother cow is as useful dead as when she is alive. We can make use of every part of her body — …
Please do not give tips.
He looked at me, I looked at him, he looked at the lamp (I was meant to place my hand on top of it for a prayer), I looked at the lamp, I looked at him, he looked at me, he looked at the bill (giving a donation afterward…), I looked at the bill, he …
I am Rishabha.
And not the Buddha! I was the first human to attain enlightenment. I’m the founder of Jainism, a non-theistic religion which prescribe a path of Ahimsa – nonviolence – towards all living beings, and emphasizes equality between all forms of life. In Jainism, violence refers primarily to injuring one’s own self – behaviour which inhibits …
The door was left open.
But you shouldn’t go look inside, what happened there is pretty dreadful. Sometimes things are in purpose left to the open for the people to see and learn what could happen to them. It’s not money, neither power, it’s fear that drives the world.
Under the Veil.
Of every person lies a world of memories, expectations and dreams. I’ll never know what’s behind the green door, I would expect a warm home for a family. Still I’ll never know what her dreams are about, what life made her going through, what it is to open the green door everyday. I’ll never know …
I’ll never forget you.
The entrance of the Fort Palace is still showing some red painted hand prints. It was the last trace a woman would leave behind her before entering the Harem. She would never go out or leave the place for the rest of her life.
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