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A great moment for the photographer!

There are times that you have to be at the right time at the right place!

Here is a photo captured by an Aus-Lankan while touring in Sri Lanka. One of the infants of the monkey is enjoying a drink from his mum while the other is having a cuddle.

Daljit Raj Chelliah a keen photographer captured this moment at the top of the cave- temple hills of Dambulla (தம்புளை) located in the Central Province of Sri Lanka.

The cave temple is archeologically conspicuous land mark of Sri Lanka  whose inhabitants dates back to the third Century BC.  During 10 -12 CE Dambulla was ruled by the Viceroy of Raja-Raja Cholan of Tamil Nadu.

 

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Family time! (Photo credit: Daljit Raj Chelliah)

Google Doodles for New Year 2016

Every time when you open a new tab on Google, a new animal popping up among the birds. I was able to capture 3 of them (see below)

 

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Turtles as l on Google

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An alligator

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A long necked bird?

 

Boundaries For Animals

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An Ostrich waiting for his morsel!

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An alpaca at the fence

 Enjoying a piece of carrot

An alpaca enjoying a piece of carrot

Friendly Shetland Pony

Friendly Shetland Pony

The above photos were taken at an animal farm in the South West region of Western Australia. Please note that none of the above animals are not native to Australia and were introduced after the colonisation.

The animals were well kept in large paddicks and were very friendly.

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Boundaries.”

Hello!!

Hello! How are you?

Hello! How are you?

Amazing talent of a prodigy!

Check this  child’s amazing talent at this tender age!

Didn’t I tell you? (late Friday Funnies)

This is a story of a happily married couple for many years.

The only problem in their marriage was the husband’s habit of ritual flatulence.

Every morning when he awoke, the “noisy whirlwind of his bowels” wake his wife and the stench would make her eyes water and make her gasp for air.

Every morning she would plead with him to stop ripping them off because it was making her sick.

He told her he couldn’t stop it and that it was perfectly natural.

She asked him to see a doctor: she was concerned that one day he would blow his guts out.

The years went by and he continued to blare them out.

Then one Christmas morning, as the wife was preparing the turkey and the husband was upstairs sound asleep.

she looked at the innards, neck, gizzard, liver and all the spare parts, and a malicious thought came to her.

She took the bowl of internal parts of the turkey and went upstairs where her husband was sound asleep.

She gently pulled the bed covers back and quietly pulled back the elastic waistband of his underpants and emptied the bowl of turkey guts into his shorts.

Sometime later she heard her husband waken with his usual trumpeting which was followed by a blood curdling scream and the sound of frantic footsteps as he ran into the bath room.

The wife could hardly control herself as she rolled on the floor laughing, tears in her eyes! After years of torture she reckoned she had got him back pretty good.

An hour later, her husband came downstairs in his blood stained underpants with a look of horror on his face.

She bit her lip as she asked about the commotion upstairs.

He said, Honey you were right all these years you have warned me and I didn’t listen to you.

What do you mean? She asked.

Well, you always told me that one day I would end up blazing my guts out and today it finally happened, but by the grace of God, and some Vaseline and two fingers. I think I got most of them back in………

 

(An  e-mail joke – Laughter is the best medicine)

The Squirrels. (Friday Funnies)

(I suppose we are closer to Friday than Monday!)

 

There were five houses of religion in a small town:

The Presbyterian Church,

The Baptist Church,

The Methodist Church,

The Catholic Church

and The Jewish Synagogue.

 

Each church and house of prayer was overrun with pesky squirrels.

 

The Presbyterians called a meeting to decide what to do about the squirrels.

After much prayer and consideration they determined that the squirrels were predestined to be there and they shouldn’t interfere with God’s divine will.

 

In The BAPTIST CHURCH the squirrels had taken up habitation in the baptistery which is a tank for administering baptism by immersion.

The deacons met and decided to put a cover on the baptistery and drown the squirrels in it.

The squirrels escaped somehow and there were twice as many the next week.

 

The Methodist Church got together and decided that they were not in a position to harm any of God’s creation.

So, they humanely trapped the Squirrels and set them free a few miles outside of town.

Three days later…,  the squirrels were back.

 

The Catholic Church came up with the best and most effective solution.

They baptised the squirrels and registered them as members of the church.
Now they only see them on their weddings, children’s baptism, Christmas and Easter.

 

 

The Jewish Synagogue reverted back to old tradition.

They caught one squirrel and had a short service with him called circumcision and

…..they haven’t seen a squirrel on the property since.

 

(Arrived in my in- box.  Spare a thought for the original story teller)