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Call the Squirrel

Posted in The Jungle Book with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 20, 2011 by designldg

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“And now, when comes the calm mild day, as still such days will come,
To call the squirrel and the bee from out their winter home;
When the sound of dropping nuts is heard, though all the trees are still,
And twinkle in the smoky light the waters of the rill,
The south wind searches for the flowers whose fragrance late he bore,
And sighs to find them in the wood and by the stream no more.”
( William Cullen Bryant – American Writer, 1794-1878)

There are many squirrels in north India and it is always fun to play with them.
This one was in front of the tomb of Mohammad Ghaus in Gwalior in the central Indian state of Madhya Pradesh, it was behaving like a character from an animated cartoon and striked several poses as if it was used to cameras.

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Like a Squirrel

Posted in Caught up in a Mughal reverie with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 10, 2010 by designldg

“Living is no laughing matter: you must live with great seriousness like a squirrel for example – I mean without looking for something beyond and above living, I mean living must be your whole occupation”.
(Nâzım Hikmet Ran – commonly known as Nâzım Hikmet, Turkish poet, 1902 – 1963)

This was shot last Friday at the tomb of Mohammad Ghaus in Gwalior in the central Indian state of Madhya Pradesh.
It was before sunset when people came to offer namaaz (prayer) and Ì was standing in front of the Sufi saint mazaar (tomb) which is a pilgrimage centre for both the Hindus and the Muslims when I saw this funny squirrel.

The Squirrel’s Heart Beat

Posted in Caught up in a Mughal reverie with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 10, 2010 by designldg

“If we had a keen vision of all that is ordinary in human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow or the squirrel’s heart beat, and we should die of that roar which is the other side of silence”.
(George Eliot – English Novelist. Pseudonym of Mary Ann Evans, 1819-1880)

This was shot last Friday at the tomb of Mohammad Ghaus in Gwalior in the central Indian state of Madhya Pradesh.
I was sitting on the stairs of the entrance of the Mughal style building of the 16th century and I saw this funny squirrel behaving like a character from an animated cartoon and striking many poses as if it was used to cameras.