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It is very late to write an entry. It will be clumsy. It will be short I hope. My eyes are more closed than open, but not blinking often. Today was a happy day. I read and read a lot. I am still going on with my shifting in the new room, above school. The room is yellow and it is ready. There are around 120 different plants showering green above me. As I was going through Robert Calasso’s novel, a body texted me congratulating for getting through the Angkor watt Photo Festival. Happiness did run on a surface. I had thought about it for four years and it became possible today. Also this will be my first journey outside India towards the South-east. It will be important from now on to study the nation well before. Also I would like to reach earlier and stay longer to celebrate 2019 in a new country.
Tomorrow. will be leaving for village to meet my grandfather. In all these years going to village has become monotonous. I cherish the journey, not the last moments of reaching there and spending time at home. I would still walk around and find some cows or the water things.

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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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