Sriram Janak – Photography

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Be Soft…

                                                 Be soft; don’t let the world make you hard.
                                                                              Do not let pain make you hate.
                                              Do not let bitterness steal your sweetness.
                                                                       Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree,
                                                You still believe it to be a


                                              B E A U T I F U L …place

                                                                                       ~~ Anonymous



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check your mind

Be on your guard

Pull yourself out

as an Elephant from mud…

                   ~~ Buddha



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If the mud ain’t flying

You ain’t trying…



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Go through the mud

They said

It isn’t deep

they said…



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wish your daddy

could mud 

like mine ??



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The world is 

Mud luscious


puddle wonderful…



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If you pray

for rain

be prepared for 

some mud…



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make mud

not war…



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(words: internet posters…)

Baby & I…


Dear Friends…

It’s exactly one year since I started my blog  

Living with a damaged skull

I started with my first post.”unconditional love” .(. elephants babies…

And I thought It would be appropriate to  celebrate this I st anniversary  with another post about them …

 My thanks to all my blogger friends who have supported me through out…..taken time to be here with me and also  like /comment on my posts..

The past one year has been a great learning experience  for me and I also did damage my skull ( literally  ).. 🙂 .which I hope makes me better in the coming years… :-).

This post is for you my friends…


Take care

Sriram Janak



     A wee bit of heaven

                               Drifted down from above—

                            A handful of happiness,A heart full of love…

                       The mystery of life,

                              So sacred and sweet—

                                      The giver of joy,

                                    So deep & complete.

                        Precious & priceless,

                   So lovable, too –

                     The world‘s sweetest miracle,

                               Baby, is YOU..

                                                         ~~ Helen Steiner Rice

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                  Mommy says

                                            I am cute….

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                       If you think

                                                        I am cute….

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                                  You should see my


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                        I may be small..

                                        But I am the Boss…

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                          Babies are the link

                         Between angels & man

                                                               ~~ unknown

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                         A baby is god’s opinion that

                                                                   the world should go on…

                                                                               ~~ Carl Sandburg

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                                    Sometimes the smallest bundles bring

                                                                 The greatest joy…

                                                  ~~  Unknown

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                         Every baby needs

                                                               A lap…

                                                                     ~~ Henry Robin

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                               Sometimes the smallest things shine

                                          brightest in our lives…

                                                                                             ~~ unknown

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                              Some times It’s the smallest things that

                                                                take up the most room in our


                                                                                            ~~ Winnie the pooh

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If they breath they live….



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If they live they feel….




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If they feel they love….



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If they love they are aware…



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If they are aware ..



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They have a  SOUL….



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( words : Anthony Douglas Williams )

Walk away…


                  Don’t turn round

                            ‘Cause you’re gonna see my heart


                                        Don’t turn around I don’t want you see me cry

                                                     Just walk away….

                                                 It’s tearing me apart you are


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(words : Ace Of Base )




  ” To use silence so well:  If I could choose for people one attribute of Elephants,


                                                      I ‘d choose this:


                                                                                        ~~ Katy Payne 



                          The torn boughs trailing


                                                                    O’er the tusks aslant,






                  The saplings reeling in



                                                  the path he trod …






                declares his might —



                                    Our lord the Elephant





chief of the ways of god…











( poem by : John Lockwood Kipling )

Inner sun…



   As I walked on my way, I realized that it is not only the sun


               which can make a day much brighter.


                How is it that we deny ourselves an inner sun, shinning through the silent words of








                     Even your inner colors change as the patterns of



                  your inner self dance to a new rhythm in life.



               This must now be part of your daily movement: to recognize, greet, and


             listen to all forms of nature, from the lowly moss to the greatest tree.






                     All share in he one life , all dance to tha same rhythm , all blend



             their notes in the song of the universe.







    We rejoice, our brother, for soon that song will blend  into your pattern of color ,



      and the doors of a new and deeper sharing will be thrown wide open…






You listen to the silent song of my 







( words : Michael J . Roads )

Tusker in rain…


    ” only that day dawns to


                                    which we are awake “


                                                                            ~~Henry David Thoreau


                                 I always wanted to photograph a Tusker in rain……

                                                               early  morning ride….

                                                we were just entering the forest through the bamboo thickets…..when

                                                   we heard  the sound of bamboo cracking….& the bamboo near the road swayed….


                                                        It was raining…   


                                                                           and I was praying….


                                                              the camera was ready…and we saw this handsome fellow emerge …






In the forest …

                                            they say everything happens suddenly &


                                                                                  all at once…





cutting off….   


    all speech…



                        cutting off…


                                                     all thoughts…






   He emerged…..









                    “…….the painter is in love with colours,

                                        The poet is in love with words…….”

                                                                 ~~~  Osho



                                                      and I was in love with this gentle gaint…






Standing still…




”   …every creature on the face of the earth seems to know how to be quiet and        



                              but we seem to have lost the ability just to be quiet, to simply be


                                   present in the stillness that is the basis of our existence……”

                                                                                                                                 ~~john daido loori




   Stillness is very natural


                                                                    and uncomplicated..





                                                   it is incredibly





                              “…still , calm ,even


                                                             in the midst of chaos……” 



                    ”  To be            still         means…


                                       to empty yourself from the incessant flow of thoughts


                                                                         and create a state of consciousness that is open and







                   ”  The stilled mind is like a mirror.

                                                     It  doesn’t process ; it just reflects.


                                                                                             at any moment it is free…”






                      ” Spirit… always stands still……


                                   long enough for the photographer it has chosen “


~~ M inor White





                       S P I R I T …..


                                 ……it was allowing me to be in it’s presence





                             S P I R I T …….


                           It allowed me to photograph…posing , still & dignified…..




where the   S P I R I T   


                                   does not work with hand….there is no art ”


                                                                                     ~~~~ Leonardo  da  Vinci




Trust   the    S P I R I T ..

.even if we can’t explai

  W H Ywe do …..W H A T ...we do…



Unconditional love…


   “There are times in life , you can count them in minutes ,

                   when you experience an awareness far  greater than you usually

                                                                        Find in a whole year “



                                                           ~~ Dostoevsky

As soon as we started our   trip by boat…we sighted a herd of elephants. and started moving towards  them  immediately..We saw the herd moving towards the jungle…

       and went as fast as we could .

      We noticed there was one little baby which suddenly decided that it needed to sleep..!!…

                               We lost our hearts to this baby. the herd had no option but to stay put…& 

                                    we spent a glorious 2 hrs with this baby and the herd…..







These are moments…


I counted… and kept counting…









      A smell can carry a








       expressing care…. 






                                   This   IS 














               “….like humans , the animal should be permitted to speak its




                                                 own emotional language, which is up to the beholder to understand……….”






     That low nice















…” to understand animals …it is essential to


                                             understand what they  F E E L…..”








               There is a great deal…



                                           it does not speak…..