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It has been few months since I left Oxford. Particularly 5 months minus 12 days. I have traveled and visited countries, from UK to France, Belgium, Luxembourg, Germany, Austria, Slovakia, Hungary, Serbia(yes, I am going to name them all;), Bulgaria, Turkey, Iran, Bangladesh and not quite finally India. Target of a journey among the others as you already know was to hitch a ride from Oxford to Delhi. Reaching the New Delhi, I can conclude that it is surely not impossible. I have made around 3/4 of this ten thousand kilometers long journey, slightly disappointing myself not to make it all the way, though decisions had to be taken and half way through Iran I took a flight avoiding Pakistan towards unknown Bangladesh. Never to regret this step, I am pleased by 2 weeks' experience in Bangla 'God-forsaken' country, sufficient substitute for Pakistania I believe.
There is a junction and one shall quickly choose the direction. I feel slightly enlightened and enriched but not much different me than before this trip. I feel I am finding a way into myself but I am not quite there, it is a life-long trip. I improvise little more freedom into my tiny existence-now by having a go wherever and being present in very present. It is very difficult but very easy at same time, letting go, all, and just go. It is only certain not-long moments I can feel such achievement. Well anyway...
From Goa to Hampi, village of hundred temples. Peace and positive vibes have been surrounding myself from the very beginning till, until now. The place of my stay in this village where many tourist come to search for temples and peace, was Hampi Children Trust. Accidentally but fortunately I was lucky enough to stay in a place where the idea is to help who need it most - our youngest. It is obviously an investment for upcoming times so called futures feeding and giving them our time, share the knowledge and experience.
Mr Kali, the coordinator/chief/manager/maintainer/all-in-one-man and me have agreed on certain volunteer assistance for this house. It has been moved from other place and therefore enough stuff to be refurbished. First of all but, of course, was a spontaneous introduction to curious children who were just having their lunch.
Short description of HCT: it is a facility for approximately 35 children from poor families to get their 3 meals during a school-day - in India it is 6 days a week(Sunday is off, as well as working week, whereas this rest day I think varies from one area to another) - they do their homework with assistance of volunteers, or even get different classes, whatever may be useful for them and volunteers are happy and capable of teaching. No, I have not given any classes, I only interacting with kids in my retarded clown-like way and helped a bit with their homework. When it came to maintenance I have painted few surfaces which were requiring it and also combining Kali's Indian and my Slovak building skills mounted a shelf where it seemed appropriate. Yes I mixed cement with sand and water and laid bricks using this mixture to fix it together; I felt amused having such a privilege in India. I must say thanks to L for entertaining Deutsche Sprache lessons together with couple of bright Indian students.
Around the temples I spent 3-4 hours every day just walking, jumping or climbing around. Very interesting spot to look for spirits within the temples, careless roaming around, suitable rocks just to jump and climb about. Something what makes me happy like those kids when I make grimace. Purest and simplest joy!
In village of peace paradoxically bulldozers have been smashing its way to the central temple in Hampi, bringing down the 'illegal'(I quote it because if they were suppose to do this with all illegally built houses in India, I think 500 000 000 people would have no place to stay) constructions/houses of main bazar street as government won a trial to make this place more cultural-historical friendly or perhaps rather tourism-profitable place. Lets not be pink-glassed.
Everyday an hour or two I also spent playing djembe or anything with a friend Gali who appears to be a djembe(and few other instruments)-master in his little music shop/home. Always a way to chill and let off. I bought jew's harp which is not juice but jaws or something like that, when one plays it long enough it may happen to be even a bit juicy so I am not sure. I am learning how to play it, anywhere I feel like it.

Last day before taking my over-night train to Delhi I cooked promised pancakes ala crepes with fresh mango/banana mix as desert for hungry and curious ones, and some even asked for second portion. Those innocent minds truly know what makes Rado happy.
And train took me here, to the hell, after all that heavenness need is to see very minus of our human-face(-book)... Lets balance it so I am not completely (in)sane.