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Seedling

We were seedling today! Got up early for breakfast, had Idlis and Vada plus coconut chutney and dhal. You’d have guessed correctly, this amazingly simple and delicious kick start of the day costs only 10 rupees and not forgetting with an aromatic cup of Masala Chai for 5 rupee. You can do the math.
Capsicums, Brinjals, Tomatoes

Papaya

So today is my second visit to the farm.

The scene of the area is breath-taking. It’s pouring every now and then due to the monsoon season but it’s beautiful. We play around with the rain, cows, walking bare-foot feeding nutrients, treating and talking to plants. It’s a pure bliss. I’m in Pandora. Our mother earth is priceless.

There are two other volunteers working on this organic farm as well, Andy and Jake. In fact two more are coming! YAY!

The meals here are fully organic and healthy. We have mainly lots of brown rice, chapattis, dhal, and juicy vegetables with curry.  Lunch is served after work with Kalyani and Daniel like in every Indian traditional way – with hand and on the floor. Whereas dinner is savored at the canteen run by the temple at a very very reasonable price – 20 Rupees which is about 40 cents.

Daniel drives us to the farm early in the morning. The route is bumpy, rocky and rough, just like today we nearly got washed away by strong stream current due to the heavy rain.

The love, vision and mission that this couple have are amazing. They have so much to give and offer, both to the people and to the nature. Their ambitions and hope for a better and more sustainable living are inspiring.

Daniel asked us in the jeep after we visited the farm yesterday, “Do you want to hear bad news or good news first?”  Jake and I immediately shouted “Good news!”

“Our banana tree has grown! We have bananas! And the bad news is our papaya tree is infested with Mealy Bugs.”

So today we have an important task to get rid and treat our papaya tree. She is Daniel and Kalyani’s first ever planted Papaya tree.

Daniel called up one of his good friend to find out the biological and organic remedy to heal the tree.

“So listen, one deepa of cow’s urine mixed with some water, ash and soap. You need to spray it on the papaya’s leaves and make sure you grease around the bottom trunk so that the ants won’t spread them to other trees.”Kalyani explained after the phone call.

So off we went this morning to destroy the bad bad Mealy bugs.

Jake and I started off by scattering some used tea leaves around the four acid-loving lime trees to work as mulch or as a source of nitrogen and minerals.

Then we mixed the ingredients mentioned above for our papaya tree. Kalyani and I carefully sprayed away and removed the bugs. The next thing I knew was carrying cow’s urine odor with me the whole day.

We also brewed a love potion for the rest of the papaya trees. It consists of cow dung and urine, used tea leaves, rock sugar, ash and water which is a natural fertilizer to enhance the earth and strengthen the trees.

We came back soaked and bruised as hungry Andy, Jake and I met a minor accident with the motorcycle as we were rushing home for lunch. However, we managed to sing ‘What a wonderful World’ by Louis Amstrong on the ride back.

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Dream Green

I’m currently staying in a guestroom of Daniel and Kalayni, a lovely couple and also the farm owner.

It’s situated at little village in Ganeshpuri about 150 km north from the heart of Mumbai. We live directly above a temple, next to an Ashram and also this area is famous for its hot spring. I love the monsoon, the yogis chanting day and night and chirpings of the birds and insects and also the warm and friendly smile from the locals.

It’s wet and yet cooling, it’s simple but yet wholesome.

Monsoon

India is mind blowing. It is ALIVE. People here are alive. From the unfriendly custom to cocked-staring-hocking men to a stout little helpful officer to a non-English speaking taxi driver and finally to a young flirty taxi driver, they are all crazily… let me repeat mind-boggling.

I actually overlooked the taxi driver who was supposed to pick me at the airport today. I panicked after all the stares and random guys approaching me for hotel and taxi offers. So I went to the corner and be isolated. And there came my savior, who brought me where I should be right now, safe and sound. I’ll save the details.

Some part of Bombay is equally nothing but dirty, messy, loud, and dirty.

For that whole 1,5 hour ride to this village with my crazy taxi driver, I’ve witnessed more than 5 men standing taking a leak along the highway. Literally, pee-ing where you can see the parabolic strand of crystal glistening liquid flowing from a source called PENIS.

Apart from the long waiting hours, and tiring flights I’m still totally hyped up. I’ve got presents from my Darling. Thank you.

I LOVE IT!

I LOVE IT!

I LOVE IT!

Confession

I totally love this feel and smell of a spanking-new-waiting-to-be-unleashed book. And, that’s exactly how I’m feeling right now, all ready and pumped up to uncover a brand new chapter and lesson, namely chasing LIFE.  It’s a bloody rejuvenating thing to discover as though you’ve just clicked an ERASE button to that every SHIT that has happened in the past and ALL of them is going to be forgiven and forgotten because you have something GREAT awaits you. So, you are unloaded and ready to go as free as a bird. NO REGRETS or whatsoever, purely an incredible journey lying ahead of you.

I LOVE.

I LEARN.

I LIVE.

Face it; I don’t care if people are reckless or messing with me and my heart.

All I know what I can offer is to love.  And one day, it will all come back to me in different forms of gifts. Anything which can make me happy is a gift. To me, love is happiness. I love people to be happy to see me, to smile at me, to hug me and I want people to know they matter to me.
After all, what’s life without love and what’s love without people. I truly enjoy life as it is a gift.

I SMILE.

I LAUGH.

I CARE.

I HEART.

I HUG.

I’ll be taking off in 10 hours, flying to a mystical and magical land. Ultimately, it’s all about taking a leap of faith and surrendering to the unknown. Probably, this is precisely what makes India so deeply rewarding and so surprisingly addictive.

PS : Dear Daddy and Mummy, here’s a short clip that roughly shows what I’ll be doing for the next 7-8 weeks. Please don’t be worry. I’ll be fine. Let it be as The Beatles sing.

Kids in die Clubs

Yay! We raised alltogether 117 thousand Euros for a merely 4 km marathon.
Worth every sweat of it.

Charity is love!


PS: i like my black-red-yellow vuvuzela. i like!whoooooooot!

Dream the dream

Serve, serve well, serve others above yourself and be happy to serve.

You are the change that you dream, as I am the change that I dream, and collectively we are the change that this world needs to be.

And I’m excited as anyone could be, cause I wake up every morning feeling useful!