This was a man carrying two rifles in his left hand with one strapped over his shoulder. We see a lot of armed men here. Our Branch President said that the Wild West has come to India.

The construction people usually have their little children right out there with them. It is so cute to see the little ones just playing in the dirt having fun without any toys at all. These little guys were playing with bricks and one had a brick balanced on his shoulder. When the mother in the background saw that I was taking pictures, she came over and tried to get them to pose. She was also trying to get them to put their bricks down and stand nicely. They couldn't understand what she was trying to do and the little one in the red started crying and ran to tell his mother. I felt kind of bad for interrupting their fun playing just for a dumb old picture. It turned out to be quite the drama.

We are just overwhelmed at times by the sad sights we see here. The next few pictures are of crippled and deformed beggars. We try to give them some Rupees whenever we can.

I have been very interested in this cook and his methods of doing things. This day when we passed by and looked down to his camp cooking area he was wringing some vegetable out of it's juices. He had them tied up in a mesh bag. The bag was hooked onto a spike and he was twisting it so tight that what ever was in the bag was really getting wrung out. He wasn't saving the juice either, just letting it fall and splash into the mud.

The next time we passed by there he was asleep laying alongside a huge pile of onions that he had just peeled and chopped. He must have been so exhausted or maybe he was drinking on the job and just passed out. I've never figured out who he is cooking for but he has some interesting ideas about food preparation.

I love taking pictures of the horses and other animals of all sizes pulling wagons and carts right down the middle of highways in busy traffic. It's feels so much like we have gone back in time. Sometimes we will see a rider on a horse just galloping along with the traffic. It's quite an incredible feeling. I really love it. I wish America was a little more slow paced like this. At first I was just incredulous at the way people would step right out in traffic and cross a highway on foot. Now I do the same thing. If I don't make it quite all the way across, I just stand there with vehicles whizzing by on both sides of me and wait for an opening to go. I'm absolutely fearless now. I'll probably get killed when I get home. Cars go a lot faster than here. At first I marveled at the little children out on the streets begging and peddling. I couldn't believe the little ones were right out in the traffic but I guess they just get so street smart and they learn to stay away from the tires.

I was getting a picture of the cow and the dogs eating out of the garbage on the side of the road. I happened to click two pictures and when I looked at them closer I noticed the man in the background. He must have seen me taking a picture and look what happened. I didn't even know he was there. Isn't this the funniest thing?

Here we are at a District picnic activity. Fred looks pretty skinny in this picture. I was just figuring out that he weighs only thirty pounds more that I do now. This is really a shocking development for me. He has always weighed almost one hundred pounds more than me and now he is almost the same weight. His blood pressure is almost as low as mine and his pulse is even lower sometimes. This is a bit unsettling to me. I'm tempted to start feeding him ice cream again but then he would get sick and lose a bunch more weight. Sometimes I wish I could get sick and lose weight like that. Usually when I get sick I even eat more.

This was one of the funniest signs yet. The faded part says For Dogs Only.

This little beggar baby had the most unusual hair. Blow the picture up big and take a look at the hair. It probably has never been combed and it was all ratty. Many times the babies will be totally naked except for a little strap around the top of the hips as this one has. Sometimes the beggar people are the most handsome of all.

This little boy had the most horrible looking leg. It looked like it had been broken and the bone had shifted up overlapping the top part of the broken bone and then had healed that way. It really looked a lost worse than this picture I got of it. The strange thing was it didn't seem to hinder him in any way. He didn't even limp.

We were taking our four mile hike to the Defence Colony the other day and almost tripped over this poor fellow laying on our path. Suddenly we were looking down at his practically naked rear end. It wasn't a pretty sight either. We couldn't tell if he was dead or not but about one half hour after we first saw him and we were passing back by that way he had changed positions so we know he wasn't dead. Most of these people laying on the streets like this are drunk or on drugs.