A visit to my parents farm in Bangalore. My mom worked very hard on the farm and put in all her effort to make it a success. We had cows. She loved them and was very sad when she finally had to sell them. Being from the city and a woman it was very hard trying to stop residents in the village from encroaching on the land and poaching the cattle. She kept the land but has focused on other pursuits, so now it is an overgrown and unkept piece of land with a mango grove and house. It is very beautiful though, in its wildness.
Jim and I came to Edinburgh to study. My parents come to visit us.