Ganga Sagar

Zinedine Zidane

2006-07-16T14:40:00.000-04:00

"Allez Zizou!"
I'm not French, but I supported France. This guy looked lost his power last few years. But he became a hero again for his last games. He was really shining during the world cup. I was really worry that Italy would break his last game. Because Italy was even not football team. They were always crazy to cheat the referee than to play football, never respect the others. They weren't worth to play for Zizou's last game. My hunch came true. But his legend is unbreakable. He taught me people can get buck their glory.
Merci beaucoup, Zizou. Je ne vous oublie jamais .

来春 (Spring comes)

2006-05-09T21:44:00.000-04:00

I'm relaxing in Montreal these days. A spring has come. It's much warmer than last time I was here. People go out and have fun. It was good that I was out of Montreal after all. Now I understand how the city is beautiful. It's more like whole city is an art. People are more relaxing than any other places. I wonder how they kept such art sense. I realized it's extremely hard in case people are mixed during my travel to Niagara Falls.

I love Montreal.

Kim and Chang

2006-05-08T13:58:00.000-04:00

“Hangugai yeoja chingu iseosung-dai (Because I had a girl friend in Korea)”. “Ah, kureyo? (Oh, did you?)”. “Chigum opseoyo (Now no)”. “Hai iseoyo? (Did you break up?)”. I was used to shop at same store in Niagara Falls Canada. I had a big difficulty with a local foods. They were terribly unbalanced energy, and never feed your soul. I'm capable to cook, but I had no kitchen at my motel. I was feeling terribly sick at both body and soul. I tried to find the store which sells human food. And then I found this Korean store. The shop keepers became my friends. Maybe They were interested of a strange Japanese who speaks Korean. They were selling Kimchi (Korean pickles). I bought it everyday. They doubled Kimchis in the refrigerator. It was little bit pressure for me, but it's ok:p They were used to give me Pulgogi (Korean barbecue) and Pap (Korean rice) for free. Korean food is the best healthy food for both body and soul in the world. That's why they could understand my difficulty. They were used to talk to me in Korean. I speak Hindi and Bengali as well. To speak them is more like joke, because Indian who are out of India speak English very well. But to speak Korean is much different. Korean people speak very little English. My Korean isn't good enough. It was very difficult that to speak Korean. But I was happy to do so. I'm used to ask local people for help during the travel, and I was used to help tourists in India or Japan for exchange. That's the way travel is. Specially Korean people are most hospitable people in my experience.

He never stops to love you

2006-05-06T14:49:00.000-04:00

“Why people destroy the God's art?” That's my first impression when I reached Niagara Falls. It must been sacred place of native American. But now, there are full of concrete, casinos, haunted houses, ugly neon signs and soulless foods around the falls. Its spirituality has been spoiled long time ago, because of people's irresponsible desire. I was terribly angry and sad. I felt as if I'm looking at a corpse when I was looking at a fall. But I realized sometime it gets back its spirituality for a while. A rainbow appeared by the fall. It was as if the fall trying to relief me. The rainbow lasted only half an hour. And then the fall became corpse again.
I'm not good with the word. All I can say is there's a hope. Even people mistake without knowing, God keeps loving them.

Good bye Philippine

2006-04-26T10:26:00.000-04:00

I’m sure you all get surprised. I was going to be catholic monk in Philippine even I’m such out of control. Of course I wasn’t good disciple for my master. I was used to comment for my master’s teaching. “Jerry, we religious are chosen people, we are different”. “Who is not chosen? People are all chosen for something special”. “Religious shouldn’t drink”. “Jesus loved to drink, because it’s the best way for discussion”. “Keep distance from women”. “Jesus always kept women beside him, because people need both power of men and women”. Like this. My master was always irritating. I had big difficulty with my master during the training. I was used to visit slam nearby my monastery. I was always welcome to them. People were really open in Philippine. I played basketball and watched NBA games with them. They comforted me without knowing. The end of the year, I went to the slam to celebrate New Year. They began to play fireworks, but one of fireworks fell into the middle of the slam. It became big fire, and began to burn their houses. Firemen came, but they didn’t want to get inside to put off fire. Someone must get inside, because fire was deep in the middle of slam. So I went with water hose in my hands. It was dangerous, gas was bombing everywhere, and electricity cables were cut, but I kept going, and reached middle of fire. The fire stopped, but it was big problem for my monastery. I had no right to do anything without permission, because I was just novice. That’s the way religious is. Much less, it was too dangerous. They had meeting, and I was forced to be in the monastery, but slam people needed people to sweep the after fire. So I went. Many of them lost everything. I brought my clothes and blankets, but nothing is my belongings, that’s the way religious is. Monks got angry. “Jerry, we’ll help them anyway, but we need to have a meeting to decide how to help them”. “They need help now, Manila is cold during the winter as you know, they can’t wait”.
I got kicked out of the monastery after all. I knew what happens, but I couldn't stop myself. Slam people helpped me when I was in the time of trouble. There's no way to runaway when they were in the time of trouble. Many of my friends expected I’d be good monk. Sorry friends, life is irregular, but it goes on. I’m wandering again.

Hon Sung-Yop

2006-04-25T15:55:00.000-04:00

When I was waiting for the bus at Toronto. I remembered a Korean guy who was feeding homeless people in Tokyo with me. Korean people always mind difference of age even only one year. Actually I really hate this culture, but he never cared it even he was much older than I. He was little bit strange Korean. Once he saw the woman coughing in his office. She had a sick on her lung. There’re many guys smoking. It’s quite normal in Japan. As the other places of Asia (including Korea), women are lower than men, but the Korean guy told them it’s not right. He told me about the story. I told him provably he’d be cut. He wasn’t full time worker. “Who cares?” He said, and smiled. He got kicked out of the company as I guessed, but he was still smiling. I was worry for his family in Korea. “I’ll immigrate to Toronto Canada,” he said. “I don’t want to send my sun to military service, and I want get my children grew up in more free situation”. I was surprised. He was terribly bad for Latin based languages. I was suppose to attend catholic novitiate in Philippine. My last day in Japan, we shared beer in his apartment room. “You’ll be good monk,” he said. That was his last comment. I got kicked out of the monastery after all. And now, I’m here in Ontario Canada too (Niagara Falls and Toronto are in Ontario), but I lost anything like e-mail address to contact him during the training. But I still remember what he has shown me. I was envy for his children. I didn’t have good father. Hon, I still remember you. How's it going? Leave your comment if you found it.

Omen

2006-04-15T08:12:00.000-04:00

I believe an omen. Universal soul has no difficulty to help whoever believes in omen. I told you I’m not interested of quality of pictures, but I needed more zoom. Yesterday was my last day in Montreal. One Mexican guy accorded me he needs digital camera. He didn’t know my situation. Then I got new one (bottom). He paid for my old one (top). I know this one is still much poorer one than any of yours, but I’m happy with this camera. This is 5MP, 10X zoom. It's good enough for me. I always first look at things with my own eyes. To take picture is after that.
Once again I want you understand this blog isn’t photo blog even there’re many pictures. Sometime there’re people who leave negative comments for my pictures (they have been deleted already), but I’ll never accept such comments. Pictures aren’t main things of this blog. They are just part of process to share the stories.

Oriental Colors

2006-04-14T17:43:00.000-04:00

Here're the other shots of my girlfriend’s province, Chiang-Mai Thailand. There’s a beautiful market during evening. They call it Night Bazaar. It's the beautest market in my travel experience. These pictures have been taken there. These colors really made me happy.

Alive

2006-04-13T12:39:00.000-04:00

Well, I’m back…

I have to explain what medical study is. It’s a medicine research. You have to stay clinic, take a medicine, and then get paid. That’s it. There’re so many blood draws, stupid foods and fucking people. But nothing would be too bad there’re nice Pakistani and Indian people during my study. I do speak little bit of their languages (Urdu and Hindu are almost same). Maybe they were interested for strange Japanese who spoke Hindu. They were really nice people. I had been invited to the house of Pakistani one after the study, and took Pakistani food. I felt I ate true food after long long time.

I’m leaving for Niagara Falls day after tomorrow. I’ll be tourist guide if I passed interview. So I cleaned my boots. Since 2nd trip to India, my choice of shoos for travelling was always Timberland. I was athlete, that’s why shoos is very important for me. And Timberland is the best on my foots. My travel was harder than the others. 1st one’s sole has been removed during volunteering in Kolkata India. 2nd one has been given to shoeless homeless in Tokyo. Now this is 3rd one. Friends are important, but they do share not all the battle field. Please remind your gears. They have been sent by universal soul, because he wants you to realize your personal legend. I asked the boots to help my travel for some more while.

Midle of the study

2006-04-09T17:01:00.000-04:00

I'm in the midle of the Medical study. I don't have much time to use computer. That's why I can't answer to your comments, forgive me. I want you be carefull of the guy who are used to leave stupid comments these days. Now his comments have been deleted. You shoudn't click his inviting link even if you found it. This kind of website always give you spyware or virus. If you are the one that STUPID MAGGOT GUY, you aren't allowed to comment on this blog. See on the left. There's a message this blog is strictly never accept cmments for business.

Vieux Montreal

2006-04-03T13:28:00.000-04:00

Tomorrow I’ll disappear from this beautiful world for 9days. That’s why I went to Old Montreal for walk. I couldn’t upload the main story to another blog. Life is always irregular. But I’m happy for my blog has got better. Thank you for your cooperation. I’ll move to Niagara Falls after the study. Actually I’m not really good for adjusting to new situation even I’ve been traveling so much. But body and soul need new challenge.
Music hosting isn't working. It was limited (500MB download/month). I didn't notice it:-( I myself accesed this blog too often for layout change.

Eagles ~Love Will Keep Us Alive~

2006-04-02T13:54:00.000-04:00

Well, I uploaded another song. These days I’m little bit busy. But now I have to go to Old Montreal for relax. Day after tomorrow I’ll start medical study again. I don’t want to think about it… Anyway wish you enjoy the song Love Will Keep Us Alive.

Pooja

2006-03-31T10:36:00.000-05:00

Last time in Varanasi. There’s a Pooja (ceremony). Young priests were praying with oil lamps in their hands. I wanted to take a picture, but too many people. “Pooja Dekaie? (Do you want to watch the Pooja?)” Someone said from the back. He was one of my Sadu friends (the younger one in the picture on the top). He invited me to the guest terrace. It was best place to watch the Pooja. I wondered why he had a right to invite me to the place. Following day, I came to know his master (older one in the picture on the top) is higher Sadu. I didn’t notice it when I was talking with him. I have been talking with them just as friends. They were good guys. That’s enough for me.

Need your advice

2006-03-30T13:36:00.000-05:00

Well, I guess it's much better now. For some people, it was difficult to read, because of different computers. Please tell me if you have any difficulty to read my blog. The picture on the top is taken at Ganga Sagar India. It was very inportant experience for me. That's why I wanted to make it always visible. You can jump to the story from this link.
Wish you enjoy my blog. And the music stops more people by this blog.

Sarah Brightman ~Until The End Of Time~

2006-03-29T12:02:00.000-05:00

As Lore said, dreams come true if you never give up. Finally I got the music on my page. I spent entire days for this after checked out of clinic. I hope you visitors enjoy my blog more than before with the music.

Joel

2006-03-29T00:21:00.000-05:00

4 years ago, I was in Quezon City Philippine. I was volunteering for the hospice for handicapped people. I was used to play Basket ball alone during the other people taking siesta. I was playing Basket ball since Hi school. I was tall in Japan (185cm/6,2foot). That’s why head coaches of my teams always forced me to be center player. But I was a pure long shooter. I had chance for training 3 point shoot during the other people are in siesta. That day I was doing what I had repeated for million of time. One of handicapped guys came to me. His right half body was Paralyzed, and had Intelligence obstacle. He looked child, but should be around same age of mine. Many of mental handicapped people’s body never get grown well. He was used to talk to me. Actually he couldn’t speak language. But I was able to understand him. He asked me to train him 3 point shoot. He wanted to be a little hero. It was same with my situation. I was unable for any exercise. I wanted to be normal at least. That’s why I joined basketball team in my Hi school. My coach was happy for tall guy joined his team. But I was too weak, and had no body balance. I always fell down to the other players. Then my coach told me I shouldn’t join their training, because it’s dangerous. Since then I was always shooting 3 point at the corner in gymnasium. People were laughing, because my shoots even couldn’t reach the ring. But there’s no way to survive under the ring for me.

The handicapped guy began to shoot. It never reached the ring. He carried the ball on his left shoulder, and threw it. It reached. But it was out of control. He simply threw the ball as if dodge ball. “No, you must make an arch” I said. He repeated it following days. People noticed what we are doing, and said “Jerry, it’s impossible”. I didn’t reply. After thousand of shoot, finally the ball passed the ring. “Ah! Ah!” he shouted. It was hot noon. There’s no audience. But he was a shooting star. He was a hero.

Warrior of the light

2006-03-13T23:25:00.000-05:00

This is my life text. Sometime I take much trouble to follow what written in the book. But I'm trying to do so. Read the book if you've never read it. I'll be not here for 9 days from tomorrow. I'll stay clinic for the medical study. Because I need first money to survive.
I may move to Niagara falls to be tourist guide for Japanese tourists next month. Japanese language is completely different sense from English. So it must be tough challenge. I don't know how to let people enjoy with Japanese. I'll do my best. But it's not sure yet. There's an interview. Then they'll decide. Let's see...
These days I'm little bit nervous. I'm missing home and girlfriend...

Simon

2006-03-12T09:44:00.000-05:00

3rd time in Kolkata India. There was an English Indian guy sharing same room with me. He was learning Hindi even he was 60 years old. Because he was working for Mother Teresa's hospice together with me. He wanted to be closer to patients. He was searching for small house in Kolkata for to get stationed in the city. I asked him why he decided to move from rich country to such poor country. It must be tough for 60 years old guy. He was born in Mumbai India, but grew up in England. He took out a picture from his pocket, and shown me that. There was a woman smiling in the beautiful garden. "Is she your wife?" I asked. "Yes" he replied. "Where's she now? ". "She is passed". It was a big mistake that I asked about her. I didn't imagine a wife of 60 years old English guy was already passed. But he smiled and said "it's ok. I thought that I was left alone in the world when she passed. But there's a reason things went like this. I felt she is pushing my back to let me do what I wanted to do since long time ago. That's why I am here".

"Don't stop drinking" Jesus said

2006-03-10T19:51:00.000-05:00

I wake up early morning in Sarajevo Bosnia. Because I was going to take a train for Zagreb Croatia. I packed belongings, and left hostel. I heard party music when I was heading to the bus stop. "It can't be" I thought. It was 6AM. I had lot of time. That's why I went to the place of the music. People were drinking in the bar. Unbelievable... They asked me if I join them. So I did. I didn't imagine it lasts long. People gave me a bottle of beer. They kept dancing and singing. "It's Endless" I thought. I left them behind 7 AM. Party was still going on.

Matsuri

2006-03-09T13:43:00.000-05:00

I took these pictures in Gion Kyoto Japan during Gion Matsuri (festival). They don't allow cars enter the area during the previous night (Yoi-Yama). Million of people gather in Gion area during Yoi-Yama. Do not miss understand, Gion is not as big as whole town. It's just part of the ward, Higasiyama-ku Kyoto. It's crazily cloud. And guys have to move Yamas (in the pictures) around Gion on the last day of Matsuri.

The Calm

2006-03-08T23:13:00.000-05:00

I like this picture as well. But people in stumble don't take it. Pity... I know it's bad quality, but it's as spiritual as sadus one. Please jump to the post.
I know you are waiting for another story. But sometime you better stop your step, and relax;-)

My Sadu friends

2006-03-07T12:49:00.000-05:00

These days I'm netsurfing in "stumbleupon.com". Some people in the website picked this picture to display it on their blogs. They like my friends, but not me hehe:p Just kidding. Please jump to the post about my friends from this link if you have never read it.

History Teller

2006-03-07T11:21:00.000-05:00

I found this in Ayuthaya Thailand. Ayuthaya was once capital of Thailand. But there's always war between Siam (Thailand) and Bulma. Ayuthaya has been destroyed. And people moved away. The tree is grew up around the boodh head.

Street Heros

2006-03-06T09:42:00.000-05:00

Even though Montreal is very cold during the winter, There're street performers. I wonder how it's big trouble. Thank you guys for making us happy.

Missing wine...

2006-03-04T15:49:00.000-05:00

I stoped to take a wine and sweets. It was hard decision that I bought my own computer. It's cheapest one, but it was too big shopping for me. That's why I stoped to drinking and taking sweets. Wine was one of my life sources. My friends, please cheer me...

Another Story

2006-03-03T19:09:00.000-05:00

Last day of last time in my home Kolkata (I've been there 5 times). I decided to walk around. Because I was going to move to Canada. I knew I'll miss the city where became my home after many difficulities. This time I didn't volunteer, Because too short. Main purpose was to see friends (please jump to the post from this link if you want to know about the story my meeting friends). I kept walking and walking. It's been so long... But I noticed still I'm capable to do what I was doing before... I felt something different from the guy sleeping on the other side of the street. There're so many people sleeping in the street, and He did look totally same. Some of you already know what it does mean. I went to talk to him. He understood what I said, But he didn't reply loudly. He had no fever. But I knew it's brain malaria. I took him to Mother Teresa's hospice (in the picture) where I was working before by taxi. Yes it's been so long. There's nobody knew me. I told sisters that I brought a patient. But they doubted that such strange foreigner say like that. Actually it's big problem that many unknowledgeful foreigners bring unserious sick people very often. I told them that I was station worker. Then they immediately believed me. But the guy I brought was almost time. They got surprised when I brought him into the hospice. There're many volunteers and sisters, and I needed to go to the bank, Because I spent my last money for the taxi. That's why I left the hospice.

That night, I was playing with a cat on the rooftop of my guesthouse. One young guy who was a volunteer of the hospice came to me. He was staying same guesthouse. He said "the guy you brought is passed". "As I guessed" I replied. "It's better than to die in the street, isn't it?". He couldn't reply to my question. He looked so sad. The death remained something among him. I noticed another story has been began among him.

Sometime friendship does cost so much...

2006-03-02T22:42:00.000-05:00

Nairobi. It was beautiful city. Whole city was like zoo. There was a woodpecker used to come to my house every morning. It was his custom that knock the window. He was so lovely. We said "friend has come" when he came. But he broke the Glass after all. Since then he never came back. Maybe he was afraid to pay fee for the glass...

Name of the Soul

2006-03-02T10:37:00.000-05:00

It's 50th post in this blog. It's not very long for you visiters. But I'm surprised for such lazy guy kept going on.

I took this picture when I was waiting for sunset in Western oasis Egypt.

This time let me explain about my name.
Maybe you think my name Jerry is just handle name, Because I was born in Japan. But It is my true name and very important name. Of course there's another name in my passport. But it depends what true name means. There were manias want to know my paper name.

Stupid

You better don't ask. The person who has that name is died.

My name Jerry is named by Philippina friends during my first oversea trip. Because Japanese name was difficult to memorize. It was just nick name in the beginning. But since then I've done everything in the name of Jerry. And there are many friends already died without knowing my paper name. They made Jerry my true name.

My name is Jerry

Turn around

2006-03-01T22:00:00.000-05:00

I just finished French exam today. It was too easy. It's too slow to practice. I better have extra time to study it...

These days I'm thinking about my another blog. No wonder It must be bigger story than this blog. And it lasts long. Take your time readers. I'm sorry Lore and Dia that I post same picture I have posted before. I have more stories, But there are new commers after the post. I wanna share this story with them. You can jump to the post from this link.

Beautiful...

2006-03-01T02:03:00.000-05:00

I took this picture on the bridge "Stari Mosto" in Mostar Bosnia. It was very beautiful bridge. He is going to jump from the bridge. It's Bosnia's tradition. It's an exciting show. But I was more interesting of the girl at his side. She was super beautiful...

Postojena

2006-02-28T09:22:00.000-05:00

Slovenia was really beautiful country. This is Postojena. There is a castle by the rock mountain. There is a game of knights once a year. National teams of knights have to fight with the other team. My close Slovenian friend has been joined it. His team defeated Czech team and Italian team.

How can I store a songs in FTP server? I myself is enjoying to read this blog. It's good to turn around. I wanna upload a song to main page to enjoy it more with you visiters.

True Adventure...

2006-02-27T21:46:00.000-05:00

It was so exciting to drive a car in the desert of Egypt! I had chartered a car and driver (in the picture). But I wanted to drive it on my own. International driving permit? Don't be formal;)
The driver was happy that he could be gone to sleep at passenger seat. I kept driving and driving. Then gone too far from the route. I waked up the driver and asked where we are. He replied "I don't know".

Let's see

2006-02-26T18:21:00.000-05:00

Well, I posted 2 stories to my another blog. It must be hard challenge. Actually I've done it in Japanese before. Japanese people didn't understand my story after all. Most of them stoped to read it in the beginning. There were very few people read all of the story. But no reaction... I think the language was part of the problem. Actually Japanese is too bad to write about spirituality or humanism. But I'm not sure if there is different reaction in case I made it in English. Let's see...
I think I better make website. But I'm not good for computer. And I have no enough time to do so.
I wanna upload music to this blog. There is a song must be adjusted to this blog. But I don't know how to do it. Help me if there is someone able to do so.

Anyway please visit another blog if you are ready.

I took this picture in Varanasi India. I was used to talk with a boy who I have posted about in this blog before at the place this picture has been taken. It reminded me American Indian's word when I was looking at the river.

"Even though, You are in your big ship and I am on my canoe, We share the same river life"

Would you like a drink?

2006-02-26T09:18:00.000-05:00

"Would you like a beer? would you like a coke?"

I have been working for a shop in an touristic temple in Ayuthaya Thailand. Why? I don't know I was already working when I noticed. There're lot of Japanese tourist. But none of them noticed I am Japanese (not in spirit). I spoke English and little bit Japanese in Thai accent. You'll know I am completly different from Japanese people in mood if you met me in person. I was really happy to cheat them.

The shop keeper (in the picture) gave me a can of beer for exchange.

River

2006-02-25T12:46:00.000-05:00

My plan has been canceled. Life is always like that...
I started to post my volunteering story in India. But it can't be adjusted in this blog. That's why I built another blog and divided it. You can go to the blog from my profile or the link upon the word "LINKS" if you want. I'll upload the stories little by little. But before you go, you should know it's not always happy story. Human beings need both of happiness and sadness to be grown in spirit.

Fairy Tale Moment

2006-02-24T09:39:00.000-05:00

I'm lucky, I got time to use a computer! It was snowing last night. So I went to take a pictures. The snow and light changed the place I'm already used. I was feeling as if I'm in the fairy tale:)

I can't use a computer this weekend:p I'll miss you friends.

Have a nice weekend:)

I know...

2006-02-23T11:07:00.000-05:00

I know my English is stupid. Even though, I was teaching English in Nairobi Kenya. It was free school for poor children. I was volunteering for the school.
Once one of my students told me what he shouldn't say. He told me my pronounciation is terrible. I was really shocked... That's why I decided to revenge. I wrote down hand writing characters. Then asked him if he does understand what I wrote. He didn't understand them. Then I asked him to repeat to write them down in the notebook for 100 times...

Indian Show!

2006-02-22T22:59:00.000-05:00

I've seen an Indian entertainment in the airplane. Click the picture, And look far in the picture. There are Indian guys asking for forgiveness. One of them is behind the Thai lady who is speaking with another Indian. They were shouting against flight attendant. They got upset, because they had no space for their belongings. We were waiting for the show ends. It lasted for 2 hours. Then they got kicked out from the plane. The picture has been taken just before they got kicked out. We left them behind in Bangkok...

The Faith

2006-02-22T00:03:00.000-05:00

"You are happy if you celebrated Christmas at Laribela". I've seen an speech of Ethiopian christianity's priest in TV program. There were great number of people for Christmas celebration in the ancient rock church. It was more like ancient christianity. It was an omen for me. I thought I would know what true faith is if I celebrated Christmas in Laribela. You may say I'm crazy. But It was the main reason that I've been wandering Ethiopia. There wasn't cheap air ticket from Japan. so I went to India. Because I knew how to do things in India. And It's closer to Ethiopia. It was as if God prepared my way to the place. In India I met the guy managing free school in Ethiopia. And he told me that I can stay his house in Adis Abeba the capital of Ethiopia. Ethiopia was unknown country. That's why he was big help for me. After taken 2 days and 2 buses from Adis Abeba, Finally I reached Laribela 2 days before from Christmas(Ethiopian Cristmas is 7th Jan). It was amazing place. How ancient people built such great rock churches? But I was more shocked from the other stuff. There were so many poor pilgrimages have been reached there after wandering lot of huge rock mountain. They were injured... I was always carrying medical kit in my backpack, so I went to cure them. Incredible... There was one small clinic only. My medical kit got empty in a hour. Then I went to neighbor village to get medicine and bandage. I couldn't find true faith yet.

On the Christmas eve day, there was a guy terrible injured. He was almost blind. Unblievable, How such poor blind guy has been wandering rock mountains? He had big wound on his foot. So I dressed the wound. He began to pray when I was dressing his foot. I didn't understand what he said. The other guy who spoke English told me that he said he is thankful for the mesiah has come. He was misunderstanding who I am. But finally I found what I was searching for. But he wasn't in the church. The faith wasn't in the building.

The other pictures of Ethiopia

Another World

2006-02-21T00:41:00.000-05:00

Welcome to another world. I have taken this picture at Fushimi Inari shrine in Kyoto Japan. there're 1000 of Torii gates. You may feel as if wandering another world after passed each gates.

You'll see full of people at the place if you came there New year time. It is Japanese culture that gathering in the shrine for new year celebration. Yes, I was there. It was an incredible...

Ever lasting magic

2006-02-20T12:03:00.000-05:00

The hero is gone. It's a time to change the story. I've taken these pictures at Luxor temple in Luxor Egypt. It was amazingly beautiful specially in the evening. It was as if the ancient magic has been revived... I was wandering among the time 6000 years ago at the temple...

The symbol of the hero

2006-02-19T22:39:00.000-05:00

Whoever have seen a hero should take their responsibility that to last the legend forever. Yes, we are doing so. Look, this is the under ware which the hero was waring when he was realizing his personal legend. Click the picture, then you can enlarge the picture IF YOU WANT. This is hunged on the wall of reception, so whoever come to here the hostel "Auberg Maeva" in Montreal would know his legend...

Another Winter Olympic

2006-02-18T19:02:00.000-05:00

I've seen a hero. How can I stop posting these pictures? He went to outside which was -30 with this looks. Yes, he was naked. Why not? He wanted to know what -30 is. there were many people followed him with cameras in their hands. He was a hero, true hero. I'm sure people never forget him...

Missing home

2006-02-18T11:48:00.000-05:00

Even I am travelling as if crazy person, I am same human being. Sometime I miss home. There are so many Indian restaurants in Montreal. But they don't cook Indian food for real. I've been to some of them. Every time I asked them to cook real Indian in Hindy. They understood my Hindy. But they didn't cook it. They are too used to cook for foreigners. The only way to get it is too cook it on my own. yes, it is what I cooked. It is dar. most common food in India. Now I have to tell you shocking truth. There is no curry in India. Once English man asked local people that what the name of the food they were eating. Local man replied "kari". But it means soup in Tamir. It wasn't the name of the food. Every food in India has its name.
I can't bake chapati, so I put pasta into dar. It's strange, But taste was ok. The red one is Indian mango pickles. Everyone need spices in something among ones life.

The Raven and the First Men

2006-02-17T09:33:00.000-05:00

I'd taken these pictures in UBC museum Vancouver Canada. This is the art of Bill Reid, And this is the greatest art in my experience. He was a native American, passed already. He said art is kind of magic. Yes, it was... The statue had a magic that connected me to the great spirit. I seated in the front of the statue. there were many people doing so. I was the one remained longer than the others. I was there for a hour without word. And I've been alone there at the end.

Terrible...

2006-02-16T11:09:00.000-05:00

I've been travelling New Zealand with local friend of mine. Maybe it was amazingly beautiful. But I'm not sure. Actually I was getting sick when I was travelling there. I've been working for Mother Teresa's hospice in India 6 month before from the travel. I got maralia when I was in India. It has been cured once. But India's maralia is difficult to be cured perfect. You need to take primaquine after ended to take anti-maralia. otherwise virus may be sleeping form, and they will remain in your liver. And when you got tired they will be got up again. I had same problem in New Zealand. But nobody knew maralia in New Zealand even doctors. They are not used to travel. I have been sent from hospital to another hospital again and again as if unwanted baggage. And finally I reached biggest hospital. But they wanted my blood for the study. I was terribly weak. They shouldn't did it. But they did it without asked for my permission. They took so much blood. And they sent me to the bed. And asked me if I wanted to sleep in the hospital. I knew maralia so much better than them. I could cure myself if I was in India. I've done it many times. But I need the paper that written by doctor to get medicine in New Zealand. Anyhow I knew that Maralia isn't kind of sick need to be staying in Hospital. That's why I said "NO". Then I went back to my friend's house. But the hospital sent the paper to my house in Japan. It was written that I have to pay for that I slept in the hospital in the paper.

What's summer time?

2006-02-15T11:45:00.000-05:00

I was gone to Egypt last year. It was amazing travel. Egypt was full of spiritual power. I noticed everything in Egypt has its soul, And they spoke universal language even sand of the desert.
The guy smoking sheesha(Arabic traditional water pipe) in the picture is me. I was waiting for the time the bus leaves from cairo to Luxor. It was still early. That's why I was smoking sheesha. Sheesha was really nice. specially apple mint was amazing... But the driver of the bus came to me. He was terribly upset. I didn't understand why. It was still half hour to the time. I had same problem every time when I was waiting for the bus in Egypt. But finally I realized the reason just before leaving Egypt. It was summer time. I didn't know it.

Happy Valentine's day! And The reason again

2006-02-14T12:59:00.000-05:00

I usually post only one a day otherwise you visiters can't follow me. But this time it's Valentine's day, so I have to post another one. I know it's too late for most of visiters in this blog. But it's still noon of Valentine's day here in Quebec.
Valentine wasn't a man loved a girl. But he spent his life to love people. And got killed for the love.
Yeap, to love a girl(or boy) is really important. But this day is for any kinds of love.
That's why I wanna post same message I've posted before. Because it's almost bottom of this blog. I guess many of you have never read this before. This is the story about the woman who has sown me true love.

I was gone back to India 3 month ago. There was a friend I wanted to see again in Kolkata. I met her 6 years ago. She was begging in the street with her boy and baby in her arms. But actually she and her baby were terribly sick. She came to me to ask for money. I was volunteering for Mother Teresa's hospice. That's why I noticed her condition on the spot. And told her that I know free doctor and can take care of them. She lifted her baby into the front my face. And said "help my baby first". I was shocked. "I promise to help both of you" I said. I did anything possible. Then they got cured. I was really happy. This time I've tried to find her out. But couldn't. She was died 6 month before from now, Because of maralia. I was shocked and worry for her children. She had many children. There were many beggers knew me in the street. They felt sorry for my sadness. They took one young guy to me. I couldn't realize who he is. He was my friend's son who was begging with her. He said "I'm taking care of my brothers. Don't worry". And smiled. He has been grown up much bigger.
My friend was Hindu. So she should been burned and floated into Ganga river. And reached Ganga Sagar(The end of Ganga river). It's Hindu custom. That's why I wandered to the place to find her presence.
I had no clear idea for the title of this blog. Then I just put the name of the place that was big impression in my travel experience.

I've taken this picture in Ganga Sagar. It is a sunrise.

Unknown people

2006-02-14T09:45:00.000-05:00

Laos, I think you've never imagined about the country. Mostly people don't travel Laos. That's why there's amazing. I've been to Laos just after India. India is my home, I had lot of work to help people in India. It's good that I was really needed. They gave me the reason to alive. But on the other hand I was too tired. That's why I was gone to Laos.
It was as if time travel. People were so simple, and time was going extreme slow. They were making a living by the beautiful river Mekong. And best thing in Laos was that beers were so cheap and really nice...

Why kids?

2006-02-13T09:45:00.000-05:00

This is not my picture. But interesting. She is standing by the mine field in Cambodia. Do you think it's passed? No, it's still going on. I was in Cambodia. Don't ask me about Angkor wat. I've never been there. Nobody believes in Angkor wat now. It's just touristic place. All such places lost its spiritual power. That's why I wasn't interesting.
Anyhow, It's sad that these days victims of mines are usually children. Because some of them are shepherding cows around mine fields. They need to step in the field. I have seen many of them. They have nothing to do with war. It's ended 31 years ago. But they've been grown up in the presence of mines.

The other Pictures of Cambodia and Vietnam

Beautiful City Ljubljana

2006-02-12T10:26:00.000-05:00

These are Ljubljana, the capital of Slovenia where my friend is living. It was the beautest city in my travel experience. specially heart of the city. there are lot of open cafe beside canal. I sat down and took cup of coffee with my friend. and we were looking at people come and go. they were smiling.

Promises

2006-02-11T10:43:00.000-05:00

These are what I'm always wearing. There are meanings that I shouldn't forget.
Left one is scarab, the symbol of an omen in Egypt. I promise to do not forget open my eyes against omens in the scarab.

Middle one is native American's picture. I don't know the actual meaning. I just promise to keep wandering as if the bird in the picture.

Another one is Durgah, one of Hindu gods. I promise to do not forget my experience and my friends in India and that India is my home even far in the distance in the Durgah.

Crazy artist

2006-02-10T12:26:00.000-05:00

I took this picture in Venis Italy. Actually the statue in this picture is man. The kid was going to touch him with kid's mother. The guy acting statue surprised the kid after this picture. It was noon in the summer. Terribly hot... But he was standing there entire noon. It's an crazy joke. But it is kind of art too for sure.

No border for kids

2006-02-09T12:28:00.000-05:00

I've been to South Korea 4 times. There are nice foods. People were usually nice too. But sometime I took much trouble with local people, Because of history stuff. There are some people don't forgive Japan yet. It's been more than 60 years, most of those Japanese are died already. Much less, I have nothing to do with it. My body is Japanese even my soul's home is India. That's why sometime people got upset against me.
When I was in the hiway bus with my ex-korean girlfriend in South Korea. The local kid siting one front of our seat was looking at us. Because we were talking in English. The kid asked us why we are doing so. My ex-girl friend told the kid that I am foreigner. And she asked the kid how do I look. The kid replied same human being.
When people start to divide the people?

Shepherd boy

2006-02-08T12:57:00.000-05:00

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.

In the cold street

2006-02-07T23:35:00.000-05:00

Yesterday I met bosnian woman begging in the street. She told me she has no job, But need to feed her children. Actually I just came out from job agency. I couldn't get any job. Not really different from her. I guess she was croatian, Because she told me she is christian. Maybe she meant catholic. I learned there are Croatian, Selvian and Muslims in Bosnia. But actually they are same south slavian. They just divide themselves by religions. That's all I learned about. I was there few days only, so not really sure.

Anyway it's sad Still there was such woman far from her home and begging in an extreme cold street. I need money as well, But gave her little money. I'll give up cup of coffee for exchange.

Happy funny lazy guys

2006-02-06T11:10:00.000-05:00

This is a gipny, a kind of small bus in Philippine. Of course it's not benz, But never mind.
I was there for a year. It was hard to stay in philippine. I love to eat, But I didn't like philippina foods. Actually they don't have really local foods. They just boil whatever they have without washing it very well, or just go to hamburger shops... There's a reason they lost their culture. It was colony of foreign countries for More than 400 years. Of China, Spain, US, and Japan.
On the other hand I was enjoying people in Philippine. They are funny and kind. Always playing Basketball without working. I was often to join them. I was playing basketball in high school. Good for 3 point shoot.

Amazing Africa

2006-02-05T23:12:00.000-05:00

I found this picture in the other website. My experiences in africa occured in my head when I saw this. I was teaching poor children English in Ethiopia and Kenya even my English is such stupid. I was teaching for level o class. so it's okay:p
I had 1000 students in Ethiopia. They were always smiling at me. I was really enjoying it. But life is not easy in Ethiopia. 25% of my students were HIV children. even though, they were still smiling. Once I had asked one of them if he was feared for the future. He replied "I am alive, I just take care of this moment".

I taught them English. They taught me the meaning of life. which one was greater teacher? Even if their lives are much shorter than mine, they had big reason to remain in this world.

Hopes and fears

2006-02-04T16:09:00.000-05:00

This is the way to the end of Ganga river(Ganga Sagar).
As I wrote in this blog before, it was an big impression in my travel experience.
It was only idea to find a presence of my friend who taught me really important thing.
I have taken big trouble to reach this small village. And yet, I had no idea how to find her presence. Many memories occured in my head at each step.

It's a map of Ganga river

Geisha picture in Montreal

2006-02-03T00:14:00.000-05:00

First of all, I am drunk.
Sometime it's better to get drunk to remove negative thoughts from your mind... Sorry, to tell the truth I just love to drink. And I don't have a class tomorrow.
I found this Geisha(?) picture in my hostel. I don't know why there are people interested of Japan all over the world. Anyhow it's beautiful picture.
Do you think I miss Japan? No, actually I miss India more. My home is India. people thought I'm a stranger everytime I acorded it. But it depends what home means.
I'm often to take a Indian food even here in Montreal. But never taken Japanese food. To take Indian food means to alive for me.

Missing real coffee

2006-02-02T14:25:00.000-05:00

French is getting easier for me. so now it's time to find a job. But it's really hard.

Today I posted my comment about Ethiopia in my friend's blog. Then started to miss Ethiopian coffee. It was really nice. Once I have been invited to my friend's house in Adis Abeba Ethiopia.
My friend asked me if I wanted cup of coffee. Of course I replied yes I want. Then she went out. I didn't understand what's going on. she came back half an hour later with plastic bag in her hand.
Then took out beans of coffee from the bag. roasted and clashed them. It took one hour to take a cup of coffee. But it was amazingly excellent aroma and deep tast. I realized I've never taken real coffee before. They call it Bun-na (means coffee) ceremony.

Am I spiderman?

2006-01-31T11:36:00.000-05:00

This guy was dancing in the street of Montreal. I wanna show you movie, But it's not possible to upload in this blog. Pity...
He asked me if I was spiderman. Then gave me candies.

Sadar street

2006-01-29T11:36:00.000-05:00

It's Sadar street(I fogot exact spelling) where I was used to be in Kolkata India.
I've met lot of peaple in this street including the friend I've written in this blog before. It's just dirty and busy place for most of western or Japanese those who are rich enough. On the other hand there are many foreigners travelling in this dirty country. Why? I was in India for a year as well. Mostly I was staying in this street. And I felt more at home than Japan. I can't explain the reason.
I've met french guy who have been in India for 11 years. He told me one life is not enough to know India. I think so too.
There are many people speak about India too much without experienced very well.
I've met lot of people in India. And know their life, happiness and sadness. I've cured many people, But on the other hand there were lot of people I couldn't help. And yet, I'm not worth to comment.
Many of my friends say I've lot of experience. I think so maybe, But I just followed omen every moment. Sometime I may write about my stories in India in this blog. But they are as if flakes of snow. Just small part of India. And one day disappear from your head.

The sun shines on everyone

2006-01-28T18:33:00.000-05:00

This is dusk beyond Nile river. I've heard Egyptian people had faith on the sun. There were many images in Egypt like scarab is pushing sun or the sun in the eye image.
I don't understand complicated stuff. I'm an simple man. Ancient people were looking at same sun. That's all I know. I was gone to watch sunset everyday while I was in luxor Egypt. And imagined what ancient people were thinking about with looking at this sun.

Nice t-shirt...

2006-01-27T20:58:00.000-05:00

I got this in Bangkok Thailand. There are lot of nice t-shirt. Everybody even who doesn't speak english understands what it does mean. I think it's kind of language without words.
Actually mine is not this big. I shouldn't ware this in Canada. It must be wrong. But who cares?

Stari Mosto

2006-01-27T12:10:00.000-05:00

Today I dont have a class! wow! I have to go out to find something in the city!

Welcome Merili:) Yes Bosnia was really beautiful specially mountains. There were warm and strong peaple. I wanna visit again.
This picture is Stari Mosto, the symbol of Bosnia's revival. Once Croatian soldiers blew up in 1993. But rebuilt after the war. War is ended. People got back beautiful smiles. Sometimes architecture give people hope.
I spent entire day by the beautiful river and bridge.

Beautiful Bosnia

2006-01-27T00:01:00.000-05:00

I found nice blog:)
It's here
There were really beautful pictures!

Happy crazy guy

2006-01-26T00:26:00.000-05:00

Friend of mine made his own blog. He is amazingly crazy guy. You can go to his blog from the post following this one.
There're many beautiful pictures:) I like it more than blogs look like news papers. My stupid head would be blew up if I read them hahaha!:p

I'm sorry for this terrible picture. But this is really important one for me.
The place is centre market in Sarajebo Bosnia. Children were feeding birds with happy smiles. Can you imagine this is a same place where great number of people killed each other only 11 years ago? I was in Bosnia only few days, so I'm not worthy to comment about it. But I wanna believe children heal people's pain. And they gonna create happy future.

Positive Energy

2006-01-25T23:45:00.000-05:00

Positive Energy

Another challenge

2006-01-25T14:06:00.000-05:00

I am fighting with my hostel's computer these days. I think there's a spyware in the computer. Then downloaded remover. I don't know why I customer is taking such trouble for. But I'm not in Japan, so then shouldn't be strict. Just defeat my enemy in the computer. and smile^0T

I met this family in Luxor Egypt. Actually I was lost in a dried hill. I was used to get lost all over the world. Usually I don't mind. But this time was serious. Too hot and dried air. The girl dressed green clothing and another girl in her arms came to me. They didn't speak English. But I was able to talk with them. It's difficult to explain. But some tourist can communicate without language. specially with children. And I am one of them. I asked them for water. And then they invited me to their house.
The boy on the right was shepherd.
Life is not easy in Egypt. But they were enjoying their own lives.

Hi friends!

2006-01-24T15:05:00.000-05:00

Today my hostel's computer isn't working. Now I'm using my friend's one.
This time I can't upload my picture:p

You're welcome to my blog Fabian:) Yes there are some people don't understand a words with out words. Actually everyone has an ability. But it's scare to realize. Sometimes it may harm your heart. You may think how to build your life. And must be lost child.
Usually people choose the way already prepared. But I was out of control. That's why I am here in Canada hahaha!.
Not everyone can see his dreams come true in the same way. Let them manage it on their own.

Next time I may show you pictures of EU or Egypt. They were taken by mobile. Terrible quality:p But they are important as much as the other pictures for me.

The calm

2006-01-23T09:37:00.000-05:00

This picture is taken in Chian-Mai Thailand. He was just reading. But I felt something deep in my heart.
Men's faces says a lot just as Jill said. But it's not only men. Sometimes peaple teach something very important without word. But they don't realize it.

cuuuuuuuuuuuuute!!

2006-01-21T14:30:00.000-05:00

Thanks for your posting. I'm really happy to hear you friends.
I'd taken this picture in Thailand. Of course she is not my baby.
She was sooooooooooooooooo lovely!! I love children.

Today it's snowing. The city must be beautiful.

Montréal

2006-01-20T07:53:00.000-05:00

Today I'm very happy. I dont have a class! I think I'm going out to the city. Montreal is really beautiful city. There are lot of lovely people.

The reason

2006-01-17T23:57:00.001-05:00

I was gone back to India 2 month ago. There was a friend I wanted to see again in Kolkata. I met her 6 years ago. She was begging in the street with her boy and baby in her arms. But actually she and her baby were terribly sick. She came to me to ask for money.
I was volunteering for Mother Teresa's hospice. That's why I noticed her condition on the spot. And told her that I know free doctor and can take care of them. She lifted her baby into the front of my face. And said "help my baby first". I was shocked. "I promise to help both of you" I said. I did anything possible. Then they got cured. I was really happy.

This time I've tried to find her out. But couldn't. She was died 5 month before from now, Because of malaria. I was shocked and worry for her children. She had many children. There were many beggers knew me in the street. They felt sorry for my sadness. They took one young guy to me. I couldn't realize who he is. He was my friend's son who was begging with her. He said "I'm taking care of my brothers. Don't worry". And smiled. He has been grown up much bigger.

My friend was Hindu. So she should been burned and floated into Ganga river. And reached Ganga Sagar(The end of Ganga river). It's Hindu custom. That's why I wandered to the place to find her presence.

I had no clear idea for the title of this blog. Then I just put the name of the place that was big impression in my travel experience.

Sadus

2006-01-17T10:11:00.000-05:00

These guys were Hindu pilgrimages. I met them in Varanasi 2 month ago. They were called Sadus. Actually there is no big difference between Sadu and the others. Any Hindu is able to be. But you need to leave all your belongings to be Sadu just as disciples of Jesus did. I noticed there is no bigg difference between religions.
I discussed with them. We spoke in Hindy which is most spoken in India. My Hindy is not good enough. But we were happy to do so. And younger one gave me his blessing. He prayed for my safe journey.

Pictures of Ganga Sagar

2006-01-17T00:09:00.000-05:00

These pictures are of the end of Ganga river in India where most pilgrimages of Hindus come to an end.
Top one is sunrise, bottom is dusk.