Camping

Today our mom was telling about the times when my dad was on his geological survey field work and my parents would live in a tent for weeks or months at a stretch. My dad would come back to the tent around 5:30 PM after completing field work. He would then take my sister and I in his Jeep and we would go to the nearby town and spend some time in the lights before returning to the tent. At the time, there were only lanterns in the tent, and the dinner was in the lantern light. A very very tough life, but a de-lightful one! The love of my parents for me and my siblings knows no boundaries- it truly symbolizes the essence of Atman, or the supreme one-ness of being.