A mother and a baby camel were lying around, and suddenly the baby camel asked, “mother, may I ask you some questions? The mother said, “Sure! Why son, is there something bothering you? Baby said, “Why do camels have humps?” … Continue reading
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The Art of Wooing
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❤ And who can say No to this. ❤
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Love is in the air
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A male camel waiting for a female on the main road. When I approach the female, I heard a sound from the male and the female goes to him. So lovely. Fade out …… Finally, Caleb found his true love, … Continue reading
The straw that breaks the camel’s back.
An Indian guest laborer works with a camel at his Saudi employer’s farm. Saudi Arabia has urged its citizens and foreigners to wear masks and gloves when dealing with camels to avoid spreading MERS. PHOTOGRAPH BY FAYEZ NURELDINE, AFP/GETTY
MIKE, MIKE, MIKE, MIKE, MIKE! Guess what day it is! Guess what day it is! And guess what Mike, Hump Days are numbered and I am sorry to be the bearer of bad news.
Focus on the Camels
Two years ago, the virus didn’t even have a name. A year ago it had infected roughly 50 people, half of whom died. Now, Middle East Respiratory Syndrome has been confirmed in more than 600 people, and killed nearly 30 percent of its victims.
by: Karen Weintraub for National Geographic PUBLISHED MAY 23, 2014
WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE: SURPRISEd by LIGHT
Sunrise! It’s always a delightful surprise to see the sun rises. No two are alike. The sunrise was taken successively with just a simple borrowed dilapidated Kodak camera from my sister. I don’t own a camera but I received a free gift of memory card from Fuji.
The 2011 pilgrimage was memorable in a sense that I went on top of Mt. Sinai. It was a trip of a lifetime. In order for us to be on time before the sun rises, we have to start climbing in the dark at 1 a.m. A local Egyptian boy guided our group. I took the easy way up, rode a camel part way and climbed at least 1000 steps up to reach the summit.Once reaching the summit, we waited for a while.
It was dark and cold. I could hear a lot of murmur, whisper, laughter, prayer. Our eyes were fixated on the black horizon in order not to miss the first glimmer of light. And then, the sun quietly made its presence known.
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the word
