Follow by Email

Wednesday, 19 May 2010

Brochure

My brochure..for my class practicals.....

Blood Donation poster

Poster for practicles..I am almost there...Nat for natalia...yas for jasmin...and jos for joshua

Wednesday, 12 May 2010

Accident..Pune-Solapur Highway

30 meters a vehicle appproaching us..and still the driver has not overtaken a bus on our left
I was travelling in the bus when the accident occurred,the driver was driving carelessly. some scenes behind the driver before the accident.....only foreigner among Indians..January 2010...India..it took my breadth away

Tuesday, 11 May 2010

Chelsea the Champs

The blue flaming torch lights Stamford Bridge.
Carlo Ancelloti have been built on discipline Chelsea is the marching into the blue skies ,the roman empire ha conquered all from the four corners of the world,old traditions in winning is gone and new trends in trophy hunt unearthed
a win as a result of teamwork,defence and a season to reckon
its tears of glory,the sound of the ancient drums.are heard across the Thames,the blue tit twits in the mountain top,glory..glory..glory London has been painted blue,victory well deserved,triumph earned,to the Roman empire,Chelsea fans,players the great family,staff..and joboit-we are the champs
blue smoke rising to the blue skies,spectacular winning goal that gave redemption from the fall in Moscow
four years in the cold but 2010 soaring symbol of victory,past Wigan we won..they are down and our tail up..i carry the blue flaming torch from the banks of Ganga to the great Himalayas...
as Mathew Barlow once said.."..the man pacing restlessly in the technical area,yelling,pointing,kicking a water bottle and cursing a referee is a football manager.." he is right but Carlo Ancelloti is a coach..
the blue ribbon,the carpet..'King Carlo' marches as Chelsea family follow..it tears ..from the dark ages four years restless finally we can raise the blue flag
Chelsea forever

Friday, 7 May 2010

Racism

Like any other day,i left University for my apartment ,04/05/2010,just 20 metres from my room as i crossed the public road to buy milk from a shop,i heard...''negro,..negro-o,i ignored,the call to action,the the second time,i turned and saw four boys,i went straight to them and asked them why they said what they had ...English samaste nahi!..i don't understand English in Hindi ..on said...i asked another English samaste.. do you understand English..he said no and then a laugh irritated me more,..jao(go) one said..he stood and pushed me,i pushed back and he slapped me on the face,i kicked him,then hell broke loose,from my side a boy around 13yrs..kicked my on my rib..but the enemy was in front,and the rest of the boys,a crowd gathered..and after i overpowered him he ran across the road of what i came to know was his home a came with what looked like a metal bar,a woman and a boy (mother and a brother) restrained him..my lucky day,pulled and shoved to go away by others,vehicles stopped,bikes and a crowd gathered,i made a call to my lecturer and the headed to the police station,i came with police and an FIR was registered,then on the scene the father of the assailant said if i will follow the case,he will file a parallel case against me that i went into the hose where Muslim girls and woman were,i told him to go ahead and why is India crying foul in Australia against racism and yet i for the fourth time had to face the same in their own backyard?..
i will edit and tell you more got to open the sabbath..it almost 6pm here in India