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It was  an unusual day today, I was supposed to go for a Van Panchayat meeting to Peoda and it was Talla Peoda not Malla Peoda. Malla Peoda was further away than Malla Peoda. I have observed that there are certain villages that have two regions-Talla and Malla for eg. Ramgarh. The concept is that Malla part of  the village is on the elevation and Talla is on a depression. Wish it was the other way round, it would've made more sense. Anyways we walked from Orakhan all the way to Peora Malla which is more than 5 kms and then from there we called up the contact person to find out where exactly where we were supposed to go. I missed that just five minutes before we got the call, we thought we were lost and were praying that we didn't had to go back. After the call came it was clear where we had to go but it was not at all clear how we should go about getting there! No kidding! There was a road that we were able to see from Malla but in between Talla and that road there was this...

Sat with 154 chickens today, for the first time in my life I saw so many baby hens and roosters together. These were just 48hrs old, I saw them yesterday too when they were merely 24hrs old. When I heard about these chickens for the first time I got really excited thinking how cute they would look together but when I saw them for real, more than cute they appeared funny to me. Yesterday when i saw them they were running around, climb or pecking each other but today they looked tired and lazy, most of them lying flat as if they were dead (thankfully there were alive), but that was a strange sight for me to see how chickens sleep. The chicken that posed for me :) Interesting experience for sure:)

Sharing one of the most inspiring poems by a great poet, Rudyard Kipling. The poem offers a basis for contemplating and finding meaning in life...it is wisdom, it is GOLD, it's a lifetime keeper! Read on: If- Rudyard Kipling If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too: If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being hated don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise; If you can dream—and not make dreams your master; If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim, If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same: If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools; If you can make one heap of a...