Solace2URsoul!!

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Hornbill River Resort, Joida

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Creepy....

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Say Cheeeseeeee!!!

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Kill Zone.....

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Sharing a few captured moments......

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A date with the Kadamba Dynasty

2009-09-22T10:11:00.000-07:00

Batman Begins!

2009-09-21T09:13:00.000-07:00

2009-03-22T10:48:00.000-07:00

Chamaeleons day out!

2009-03-15T23:20:00.000-07:00

Our Moonlight trek to SKANDAGIRI

2008-12-24T10:30:00.000-08:00

Details: Skandagiri Mountain
Approximate 80 km from Bangalore
Best time to trek : Moon Light (Reason : See the mountain in day light and you give up too easily!!..Massive)
Climb to the top of the mountain takes about 3 hours....!!, Steep ascent, avoid stamping moist grass (Slippery)
Whats awaiting : Hot tasty omlet / Garam garam chai...extremely cold winds
Things to remember : Take fuel (Petrol etc.) for making a bonfire (wood available at 50Rs for one stack), Get your camera battery charged!, take a spare one to be on the safer side)
Sunrise : Approximately 5:40 - 45am

Worth the effort!!

MoonLight Trek to Skandagiri

2008-12-24T10:28:00.000-08:00

Eyes that Speak.....

2008-11-03T09:50:00.000-08:00

My visit to "Sahasra Linga" - Sirsi - Oct 08

2008-10-26T06:20:00.000-07:00

Snail Mail!

2008-10-26T06:19:00.000-07:00

When the HEAVENS spoke to me....(Kumta Beach )

2008-10-26T06:16:00.000-07:00

Shades!

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No Age to be a Leader!

2008-04-22T15:47:00.000-07:00

Lord Forgive them.......

2008-03-09T07:48:00.000-07:00

Green crown!

2008-03-09T07:44:00.000-07:00

Green all the way - captured while in a bus

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Mighty Rose

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My new site: SLIDESHOW!

http://www.uber.com/desmondferns

2007-08-27T20:10:00.000-07:00

Feeeeel it...

2007-07-18T20:32:00.000-07:00

Uncle Sam!

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F.R.I.E.N.D.S

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Alone in the darkness...

2007-05-27T00:49:00.001-07:00

Hand In Hand

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Pearls of Wisdom!

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Finally Am back!

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GOSPEL!

2007-01-01T01:03:00.000-08:00

CALLIGRAPHY WORKS

2007-01-01T00:54:00.000-08:00

Christms Spirit!

2007-01-01T00:49:00.000-08:00

My cousins daughter (Christening ceremony)

2006-12-20T19:04:00.000-08:00

Murdeshwar, North Kanara

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Murdeshwar Snaps!

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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!456**83779@33##

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kudremukh!

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Crispy!

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Click!

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Ferry across

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Amazing Nandagad

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Photogenic puppy!!

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Evening shot of Honnaver port

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Warm Honnaver beach

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Piece of Music

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smile

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Simply Flower!

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Potpourri!

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Kneel down

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Save it all for Jesus

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Jesus and Me

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Spicy snaps!

2006-08-09T02:13:00.000-07:00

Purple Haze!

2006-06-19T23:38:00.000-07:00

Charles Plumb

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Charles Plumb was a US Navy jet pilot in Vietnam. After 75 combat missions, his plane was destroyed by a surface-to-air missile. Plumb ejected and parachuted into enemy hands. He was captured and spent 6 years in a communist Vietnamese prison. He survived the ordeal and now lectures on lessons learned from that experience!

One day, when Plumb and his wife were sitting in a restaurant, a man at another table came up and said, “You’re Plumb! You flew jet fighters in Vietnam from the aircraft carrier Kitty Hawk. You were shot down!”
“How in the world did you know that?” asked Plumb.
“I packed your parachute,” the man replied. Plumb gasped in surprise and gratitude. The man pumped his hand and said, “I guess it worked!” Plumb assured him, “It sure did. If your chute hadn’t worked, I wouldn’t be here today.”

Plumb couldn’t sleep that night, thinking about that man. Plumb says, I kept wondering what he had looked like in a Navy uniform: a white hat; a bib in the back; and bell-bottom trousers. I wonder how many times I might have seen him and not even said ‘Good morning, how are you?’ or anything because, you see, I was a fighter pilot and he was just a sailor.” Plumb thought of the many hours the sailor had spent at a long wooden table in the bowels of the ship, carefully weaving the shrouds and folding the silks of each chute, holding in his hands each time the fate of someone he didn’t know.

Now, Plumb asks his audience, “Who’s packing your parachute?” Everyone has someone who provides what they need to make it through the day. He also points out that he needed many kinds of parachutes when his plane was shot down over enemy territory — he needed his physical parachute, his mental parachute, his emotional parachute, and his spiritual parachute. He called on all these supports before reaching safety.

Sometimes in the daily challenges that life gives us, we miss what is really important. We may fail to say hello, please, or thank you, congratulate someone on something wonderful that has happened to them, give a compliment, or just do something nice for no reason. As you go through this week, this month, this year, recognize people who pack your parachutes.

I am sending you this as my way of thanking you for your part in packing my parachute. And I hope you will send it on to those who have helped pack yours!
Sometimes, we wonder why friends keep forwarding jokes to us without writing a word. Maybe this could explain it: When you are very busy, but still want to keep in touch, guess what you do — you forward jokes. And to let you know that you are still remembered, you are still important, you are still loved, you are still cared for, guess what you get? A forwarded joke.

So my friend, next time when you get a joke, don’t think that you’ve been sent just another forwarded joke, but that you’ve been thought of today and your friend on the other end of your computer wanted to send you a smile, just helping you pack your parachute.

Spring Rain!

2006-06-04T22:17:00.000-07:00

Floral dance!

2006-05-02T20:41:00.000-07:00

Inspiration for Living...

2006-04-26T23:34:00.000-07:00

Believing
A young man who had been raised as an atheist was training to be an Olympic diver. The only religious influence in his life came from his outspoken Christian friend. The young diver never really paid much attention to his friend's sermons, but he heard them often
One night the diver went to the indoor pool at the college he attended. The lights were all off, but as the pool had big skylights and the moon was bright, there was plenty of light to practice by.
The young man climbed up to the highest diving board and as he turned his back to the pool on the edge of the board and extended his arms out, he saw his shadow on the wall. The shadow of his body was in the shape of a cross.
Instead of diving, he knelt down and asked God to come into his life. As the young man stood, a maintenance man walked in and turned the lights on. The pool had been drained for repairs.
The Empty Chair
A man's daughter had asked the local pastor to come and pray with her father. When the pastor arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his head propped up on two pillows and an empty chair beside his bed. The priest assumed that the old fellow had been informed of his visit. "I guess you were expecting me," he said.
"No, who are you?"
"I'm the new associate at your local church," the pastor replied. "When I saw the empty chair, I figured you knew I was going to show up."
"Oh yeah, the chair," said the bedridden man. "Would you mind closing the door?"
Puzzled, the pastor shut the door.
"I've never told anyone this, not even my daughter," said the man. "But all of my life I have never known how to pray. At church I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it always went right over my head.."
"I abandoned any attempt at prayer," the old man continued, "until one day about four years ago my best friend said to me, 'Joe, prayer is just a simple matter of having a conversation with Jesus. Here's what I suggest. Sit down on a chair, place an empty chair in front of you, and in faith see Jesus on the chair. It's not spooky because he promised, 'I'll be with you always.' Then just speak to him and listen in the same way you're doing with me right now."
"So, I tried it and I've liked it so much that I do it a couple of hours every day. I'm careful, though. If my daughter saw me talking to an empty chair, she'd either have a nervous breakdown or send me off to the funny farm."
The pastor was deeply moved by the story and encouraged the old guy to continue on the journey. Then he prayed with him, and returned to the church.
Two nights later the daughter called to tell the pastor that her daddy had died that afternoon.
"Did he seem to die in peace?" he asked.
"Yes, when I left the house around two o'clock, he called me over to his bedside, told me one of his corny jokes, and kissed me on the cheek. When I got back from the store an hour later, I found him dead. But there was something strange, In fact, beyond strange--kinda weird. Apparently, just before Daddy died, he leaned over and rested his head on a chair beside the bed."
Why Hath Thou Forsaken Me? by: Author Unknown
The Mississippi River was flooding its banks and the waters were rising around Clem's house. The waters had gotten to the level of the front porch where Clem was standing. A man in a rowboat came by and called to Clem, "Hop in and I'll take you to high ground."
Clem replied, "No, my God will save me!"
The river continued to rise to the second story windows and Clem, looking out, saw a powerboat come up. The man in the powerboat called to Clem, "Hop in and I'll take you to high ground."
Clem replied, "No, my God will save me!"
The river had now risen to the roof of the house. Clem was sitting on the ridge at the top of the house, with the waters swirling around his feet. He saw a helicoptor fly over and the people inside yelled over a bull horn, "Grab the rope and climb in and we'll take you to high ground."
Clem replied, "No, my God will save me!"
The river continued to rise and finally it engulfed the house and Clem was drowned. The next thing he knew, Clem was standing before his God. In anger, he asked God, "I put my trust in you. Why have you forsaken me?"
And his God replied, "What do you want from me? I sent you a rowboat, a powerboat, and a helicopter!"

TEDDY!

2006-04-24T00:11:00.000-07:00

Can you hear me?!

2006-04-20T02:06:00.000-07:00

A man feared his wife wasn't hearing as well as she used to and he thought she might need a hearing aid. Not quite sure how to approachher, he called the family Doctor to discuss the problem. The Doctor told him there is a simple informal test the husband could perform to givethe Doctor a better idea about her hearing loss. Here's what you do," said the Doctor, "stand about 40 feet away fromher, and in a normal conversational speaking tone see if she hears you. If not, go to 30 feet, then 20 feet, and s o on until you get a response."

That evening, the wife is in the kitchen cooking dinner, and he was in the den. He says to himself, "I'm about 40 feet away, let's see what happens." Then in a normal tone he asks, 'Honey, what's for dinner?" No response.

So the husband moves to closer to the kitchen, about 30 feet from his wife and repeats, "Honey, what's for dinner?"Still no response.Next he moves into the dining room where he is about 20 feet from his wife and asks, Honey , what's for dinner?" Again he gets no response So, he walks up to the kitchen door, about 10 feet away. "Honey, what's fordinner?" Again there is no response. So he walks right up behind her.

"Honey, what's for dinner?"

(I just love this)

James, for the FIFTH time I've said, CHICKEN!"

simple!

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These are the latest updates from my photography world.

God get me the bike or else......!!!

2006-01-20T02:31:00.000-08:00

Little Bobby came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner. His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted. "Mom, I want a bike for my birthday."

Little Bobby was a bit of atroublemaker. He had gotten into trouble at school and at home. Bobby's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for his birthday.
Little Bobby, of course, thought he did.

Bobby's mother, wanted Bobbyto reflect on his behavior over the last year."Go to your room, Bobby, and think about how you have behaved this year. Then write a letter to God and tell him why you deserve a bike for your birthday." Little Bobby stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter.

Letter 1
Dear God, I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my birthday. I want a red one.
Your friend,
Bobby.

Bobby knew that this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this year, so he tore up the letter and started over.

Letter 2
Dear God, This is your friend Bobby. I have been a good boy this year and I would like a red bike for my birthday.
Thank you.
Your friend,
Bobby

Bobby knew that this wasn't true either. So, he tore up the letter and started again.

Letter 3
Dear God, I have been an "OK" boy this year. I still would really likea bike for my birthday.
Bobby

Bobby knew he could not send this letter to God either. So, Bobby wrote a fourth letter.

Letter 4God, I know I haven't been a good boy this year. I am very sorry. Iwill be a good boy if you just send me a bike for my birthday. Please!
Thank you,
Bobby

Bobby knew, even if it was true, this letter was not going to get him a bike. Now, Bobby was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mom that he wanted to go to church. Bobby's mother thought her plan had worked, as Bobby looked very sad. "Just be home in time for dinner," Bobby's mother told him.

Bobby walked down the street to the church on the corner. Little Bobbywent into the church and up to the altar. He looked around to see ifanyone was there. Bobby bent down and picked up a statue of the VirginMary.

He slipped the statue under his shirt and ran out of the church,down the street, into the house, and up to his room.

He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen.

Bobby began to write his letter to God.

Letter 5

God, I'VE KIDNAPPED YOUR MAMA. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THEBIKE!BOBBY

I SEE A FRIEND IN YOU

2006-01-17T23:21:00.000-08:00

Horror gripped the heart of the World War I soldier, as he saw his life long friend fall in battle. Caught in a trench with continuous gun fires whizzing over his head, the soldier asked his lieutenant if he might go out into the "no man's land" between the trenches to bring his fallen comrade back."You can go," said the lieutenant,"but I don't think it will be worth it.
Your friend is probably dead and you may throw your life away."The lieutenant’s order didn't matter, and the soldier went anyway.
Miraculously he managed to reach his friend, hoist him onto his shoulder and bring him back to their company's trench as the two of them tumbled in together to the bottom of the trench, the officer checked the wounded soldier, then looked kindly at his friend."I told you it wouldn't be worth it," he said."Your friend is dead and you are mortally wounded".
""It was worth it, though, sir," said the soldier."How do you mean, worth it?" responded the lieutenant."Your friend is dead"
"YES, Sir" the private answered."But it was worth it because when I got to him,he was still aliveand I had the satisfaction of hearing him say," JIM........, I KNEW YOU'D COME."

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http://bellsofheaven.blogspot.com/

Crawl towards the night!

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ABSTRACTS?!

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The cow which got CANVASED!

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God Forgive me when i Whine

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Rays of the SUN God

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