Shepherd boy
Last time in Varanasi India, the most sacred city by Ganga river, I went to visit them every morning. The place in the picture is their house. Yes it's out in the open beside the river.
They were shepherds, But they had only one goat. They were extreme poor. But never asked me for money or food to eat. The boy became my friend. We always talked in Hindy. He told me he doesn't know his mother. We watched sunrise every morning, The beautest sunrise in the world... Actually it was very cold when I was in Varanasi last time(I've been there 3 times). His grand mother lited fire for me everyday. I felt her warm heart from the fire. It was better service more than five stars hotels.
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...wow...thats life in India I guess...
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