[This photo is taken from Davide R's photo stream on flick. To see more of his photos click here][some of the details altered, imagination added]Few days back I had gone for some checkup. After a routine discussion of the problem he took me to one corner of the room bifurcated with a curtain. He did a detailed examination and then he asked me to get dressed as he left to the other side of the
Sunday, 28 September 2008
Wednesday, 10 September 2008
Sorrow of the Silver-lined Dog
Posted on 22:03 by Unknown
[This photo is taken from Future-PhD's photo stream on flickr. To see more of the photographer's photos, chick here.]There is a posh locality near my house and more or less every day I walk out through that locality. There is something that I notice strange every day. Whenever I pass that way every morning, I see a group so guys, dressed shabbily talking in a gang. I can rest assured that these
Shah-e-Noor's Odyssey
Posted on 03:18 by Unknown
The above is taken from Harald S photo stream on flickr. To see more of his photos click here.The below photo is taken from Eugenio photo stream on flickr. To see more of his photos click here.[I poem is a conversation between two people, their conversation has been put in two different colors for the reader to understand the end of one person's conversation and the beginning of the other. I
Thursday, 4 September 2008
I Went, I Saw, I Captured - Toastmasters Speech, Project 9
Posted on 21:20 by Unknown
It was the evening of March 5, 1960. A funeral procession of the Cubans who died in a bomb explosion was being carried out. Alberto Korda, a photographer by profession, took some shots of some people who witnessed this procession. Since he had captured some famous personalities of those times on his film, some insignificant people lay hidden. They lay hidden for seven years before one person’s
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