Travel in India

 

Kids in India by Steve Gray on Flickr.

Kids in India by Steve Gray on Flickr.

Kids in India by Steve Gray on Flickr.

Kids in India by Steve Gray on Flickr.

Upcycler by Meanest Indian on Flickr.Via Flickr:
Young girl holding rope woven from plastic and foil packaging waste in Ahmedabad.

Upcycler by Meanest Indian on Flickr.

Via Flickr:
Young girl holding rope woven from plastic and foil packaging waste in Ahmedabad.

J.O.Y | B.O.Y by VinothChandar on Flickr.

J.O.Y | B.O.Y by VinothChandar on Flickr.

Life in the Dark! by VinothChandar on Flickr.As I was slowly passin’ an orphan’s home one day
I stopped there for a moment just to watch the children play
Alone a boy was standin’ and when I asked him why
He turned with eyes that couldn’t see and he began to cry 
I’m nobody’s child…. Some people come for children and take them for their own
But they all seem to pass me by and leave me all alone
I know they’d like to take me but when they see I’m blind
They always take some other child and I’m left behind
I’m nobody’s child…
No mother’s arms to hold me or soothe me when I cry
Sometimes it gets so lonely here I wish I could die
I’ll walk the streets of heaven where all the blinds can see
And just like for the other kids there’d be a home for me
No mommy’s kisses and no daddy’s smiles nobody wants me I’m nobody’s child
I’m nobody’s child I’m nobody’s child I’m like a flower just growing wild
There’s no mommy’s kisses and no daddy’s smiles
Nobody wants me I’m nobody’s child 
~ Hank Williams, Jr.

Life in the Dark! by VinothChandar on Flickr.

As I was slowly passin’ an orphan’s home one day
I stopped there for a moment just to watch the children play
Alone a boy was standin’ and when I asked him why
He turned with eyes that couldn’t see and he began to cry
I’m nobody’s child…. Some people come for children and take them for their own
But they all seem to pass me by and leave me all alone
I know they’d like to take me but when they see I’m blind
They always take some other child and I’m left behind
I’m nobody’s child…

No mother’s arms to hold me or soothe me when I cry
Sometimes it gets so lonely here I wish I could die
I’ll walk the streets of heaven where all the blinds can see
And just like for the other kids there’d be a home for me
No mommy’s kisses and no daddy’s smiles nobody wants me I’m nobody’s child

I’m nobody’s child I’m nobody’s child I’m like a flower just growing wild
There’s no mommy’s kisses and no daddy’s smiles
Nobody wants me I’m nobody’s child

~ Hank Williams, Jr.

Diwali Sales by Meanest Indian on Flickr.Via Flickr:
Stringing garlands for Diwali at Malabar Hill.

Diwali Sales by Meanest Indian on Flickr.

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Stringing garlands for Diwali at Malabar Hill.

Pipe Duo by Meanest Indian on Flickr.Via Flickr:
Young boys at the water pipes below the Mahim-Bandra Bridge.

Pipe Duo by Meanest Indian on Flickr.

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Young boys at the water pipes below the Mahim-Bandra Bridge.

Girls by Eileen Delhi on Flickr.Via Flickr:
Young tribal girls in a hill village near Cochin, Kerala.

Girls by Eileen Delhi on Flickr.

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Young tribal girls in a hill village near Cochin, Kerala.

Coffee Girl by anaxila on Flickr.

Coffee Girl by anaxila on Flickr.

Raikhad Recess #4 by Meanest Indian on Flickr.Via Flickr:
During a break from classes at the Fizalamedina Madrasah in Raikhad. Taken with kind persmission from Mullah Gulam-ji.

Raikhad Recess #4 by Meanest Indian on Flickr.

Via Flickr:
During a break from classes at the Fizalamedina Madrasah in Raikhad. Taken with kind persmission from Mullah Gulam-ji.