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Where you stand depends on where you sit. Where you sit, depends on how much of a toe hold you have on the ground.

To make the most of whats available. To carry on hoping for the best at the end of the day and navigate new bridges with borrowed wheels. That is the essence of third world livelihoods.

No. This doesnt mean any less of aspirations.

No. This doesnt mean any less of dreams for change

No. This doesnt mean any less of happiness and smiles.

To many lives that know only this life, there is no happiness or sadness with how life is. This just is life!

Looking at the sea can be soothing. The waves compete with each other and seem to be in a perpetual rush to the shore. To beat the other wave, to rise above all else.

At the shore, they seem to dissipate into nothingness. Spent energy, and spent drive dominates the air.

Perhaps thats why we go to the shore. Perhaps thats what we need to remind ourselves looking at the shore. The pointlessness of daily frenzy. To hold ourselves lightly but tighly.

(at Pattaya, Thailand)

Its always about the frame. How you frame the problem changes the problem.

Here I was talking to people and then began a trudge down the rolling hills. After about 30 minutes of a happy downward trudge on a rolling hill, which is more than pleasant for a happy walk.

I turned around to find that the people who I was speaking to were but small objects in the distance. The hill in itself a mere hump in horizon and the light ( or the lack of it) made them look like mannequins in a store!

Try changing the frame. What we see changes depending on where we see it from!

(at Vagamon, Kerala)

There are markets and markets. Then there is Maeklong. Inviting sea food and delectable veggies all arranged and stocked with care. Remarkably clean for the volume of produce!

But that’s not the point. As any cursory internet search will tell you. Tourists get here to see the locomotive run through the market. The retractable awnings retract and in a flash they come back again!

Entrepreneurial with a smile. Calm. Composed and ready to strike a deal. Those are the people who sell their ware here.

For the tourist, the train is a sight. For the local it is routine. And as one of them said, ‘publicity’!

(at Maeklong Railway Market – 美功铁路市场)

When you change tracks, there is always a bit of an emotion. A bit of a hop skip and jump.

Changing tracks is important. The one track pony is a ‘could have been’ story.

What tracks are you changing? How long have you been thinking about it?

Richness comes from diversity. Stay rich!

(at Maeklong Railway Market – 美功铁路市场)

It’s never about the weight. It’s always about the way we carry it.

It’s never about the work. It’s always about the ‘why’ of the work.

It’s never about the grand sights. It’s always about the story behind the sight

It’s never about grand things. It’s about discovering grand meaning in simple joys.

That’s where real happiness and real joy is. Ensconced and precious. To find it means to see it and let it be.

(at Pattaya, Thailand)

He is a slender man. All bone and muscle. A pronounced jaw, a tanned skin and a stubble for the head. But he packs a punch with his smile. A smile that gives his broken uneven teeth even more mileage.

He helps us with the water scooter on the beaches of Pattaya. He negotiates the waves and the machine with an alacrity that would expose his experience.

The waves seem to be no match for him. The water scooter seems to do to his bidding. He keeps waving at us from the shore. He asks us to take more time in the sea. ‘Have fun. You have time’. He says.

As one more wave rushes to the shore and the scooter bobs up and down in a helpless rush, he settles on the the shore. ‘You had fun?’, he asks.

When we nod in enthusiastic affirmation, he puts on display his uneven tooth and the big gap in between them. ‘Enjoy it while you have the time’, he says.

He perhaps doesn’t know how profound his statement is. Perhaps he does. There is wisdom in the ordinary man beyond what we give credit for. In their leading of life

(at Pattaya, Thailand)

As a talented pair of hands whipped up a new flavour at the roadside cocktail bar my eyes wandered to the camper van with bright lights that served as the base.

Now, the Volkswagen Camper van stands for something beyond an automobile. First introduced in 1950 it went out of production in 2013! Having had spectacular reincarnations and simple, astute deployments.

It morphed from a carrier of people to transporter of parcels. From tourist support to ambulance. From everything commonly possible to everything conceivable.

To age as gracefully as the Volkswagen Camper requires staying relevant to changing times and needs. That means disrupting oneself constantly. On a daily basis.

To look beyond what we see and to constantly redraw the finish line.

It isn’t easy. But it’s possible. Just ask the VW Camper.

(at Pattaya, Thailand)