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MUND NADI

This bad sketch was made a week ago together on very long bus rides after entering back to Indian Bihar in Raxaul from Nepall Bihar Birganj to Sugauli. A 10 hour lazy train from sugauli to gorakhpur at night. Some parts in a bus from Gorakhpur to Faizabad, from there to Kesarbagh in Lucknow and then 16 hour bus ride where shukla jee was the driver and himself he was the conductor. He made sure all the passengers eat the best samosa with kacche aam ki chatni, Kachaori poori Sabzi, chai, Petha, oranges on various stops, though he didn’t care much where we eat our food. On a Sunday he recited Hanuman Katha and Chalisa twenty times half an hour long- less in afternoon most in the night so as no body sleeps and if they do Ram and Hanuman should always be around them.
On a two week journey to Nepal starting from not so interesting Pokhra to Muglin and the beautiful Manakaamna temple and later all seven days given to Gadhimai mela where around 2.5 crore people turned up, mostly taking along a baby water buffalo, goat, sheep, ducks, hen for the holy sacrifice.

by Anuradha Upadhyay

“Earlier that evening I went to see the people who had lost their families, children, loved ones in this massive turn out of a crowd at Lost and Found tent behind the Hanuman temple. Thousands of people standing in the pavilion crying out loud to get the only mike rotating to get a chance to call their lost loved ones. As I walked in front, to all my voice recorder seemed like a mike in which all could speak into. Few even started calling out names without asking, and how can I not feel sad when I know it’s going nowhere, nobody can listen to them, and no body will come. How much I told them that this is not a mike, but they had to let those voices out somehow, I felt completely fine holding that recorder for a mike. To see children and women waiting, elderly women anxiously looking everywhere, walking from one corner to other in a bid to call their sons and daughters, waiting to be given a chance to call into the mike.

In answer to a few questions i asked the director of Lost and Found, he said, around 11000 people have been found till now. It’s the biggest fair; around 30 million people have come. There are a few ngo’s that are working and helping us on many cases. Individually many people have come to help to volunteer with us. It’s very hard to contain women and children. They shout, scream, and cry. It’s almost impossible to find if an elderly women or a child is lost. They don’t know the language and most children cannot express what they want to say or where have they come from. But we have been helped by FM Radio Nepal and Bihar. We give them biscuits and water.”

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Hello, My name is Narayan. I am a teacher and an Ethnographer. After college i opted for teaching in far away villages of the Himalayas and later in Central rural India. And gradually as I wandered along the local streams and rivers, unending fields i learnt not only about myself but India and what is it to be Indian, living with various families throughout India. And to tell you, there is nothing more than a smile and an effort to make their children lives better that makes them happy. I have been independently working as a writer, photographer and filmmaker. For past many years I have been travelling the Indian subcontinent teaching and extensively documenting rural and her communities. Learning and understanding culture, communication and various ways of human mind and body. I am a student of History and did my masters in it. And later studied Sanskrit. When you realise the alignment of your spirit with the world around you, winds take you to places in the Himalayas, where you learn the ancient Yogic way of nerve healing, I can't really know myself but since then all the above mentioned things altogether has helped me generously to enter homes for shelter and food in the night. I come back to Delhi. Here mother and I run a small school for children.

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