Volunteers of 'Asha For Education' Trek to Catskill, NY

SMILING FACES of Volunteers - Abhishek, Ashwin, Shrini, Ashwin (again), Anni, 'ALL', Prutha, Nitin, Sid & Monel and Shikher

 

Woh Lamhe.... Woh Pal...
  

More Photos.... Picasa is on Mind....

Bhavya in 2006!!
 

Bura Na Mano Holi Hain!! (March 2006)
 

Lighted Moments @ Times Square, NYC (June 2006)
 

Memorable Moments with Asha Volunteers @ Catskill, NY
  

Some Moments with Ajay.

This Tuesday...Ajay is returning back to India. it was fun roaming around the NJ/NYC with him... not coz we went to all places togather but coz we wherever we went it was decided impromptu... especially the sunrise trip to sandyhook beach... then he was there with me for my longest nonstop drive so far - 650 miles to Ohio (one way). and i will not forget those hilarious moments, all full of mischievous comments, at the Times Square daily after the work hour...

this blog entry might be a having a small place on this digital world but it has a big presence in my own life... Ajay, I am thankful to you for these lovely moments in last 6 months. I wish you all the best for your future... yaar direct dil se...

milte rehna... and hume yaad karte rehna... kuch moments aapke liye...


Ajay ke Yaadgar Pal. (2006)
 

Chepus@Lake George,NY
 

Sunrise@Sandyhook,NJ
 

"Triple A" @ Great Falls,VA
  

IF

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!


--Rudyard Kipling


Thought of sharing this wonderful poem with you all.
Thanks.