Tuesday, 10 May 2016

Sasi's golis.

The pride that is the birthright of a boy's childhood. "Madam, I started with five golis, and earned all the rest.!" A treasure to beat all treasures that he may acquire in future years.





Sasi, Paalaguttapalle, Dalitwada.


Back from Dinapeta.
Sasi climbs Kalpanas coconut tree.
The sweetest coconut water I have ever had in my life. The happiest setting.




My Sasi.
When I send him a special gift, because he is parentless, and is care of his old grandmother, and because he is utterly lovable - he takes the gift from home to home to ask the children there solicitously, "Madam sent me this. She didnt send you anything ? Oh, oh."



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