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Aravali Hills, Rajasthan, India
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Colourful Times!!
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Diamond on Wings!!
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Wings!!
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Train windows or Trash bins.
I wrote an article on garbage throwing behaviour of travellers from train, reflecting the concerns of a bystander. Please read and comment. http://dsouzamarvin.blogspot.in/2018/04/train-windows-are-not-trash-bin.html
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Sun and Shadow !!
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The Suicide Point
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The Suicide Point
The hill top with its green cover has a calming presence. Each rock tell its own story which apparently nobody hears except those who plunged into the deep after listening to the flat rock. The flat rock, popularly known as the Dolphin`s nose gives the entire city view, standing majestically when the sun rises. The ascending sun, the sparkling leaves and even the grey sky, all have contributed to…
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The Factory
It was six in the evening. The sun was about to set. The street was flooded by a large number of young men and women who were channelled through large entrances. The flood gates were coaching institutes where these students attend the classes to accomplish something in their lives. It was an everyday event for me. Whenever I saw a large crowd, I could not find any familiar face. I was just…
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The Predictions of an Astrologer
The Predictions of an Astrologer
It was just another ordinary day and as the evening sets in , people start assembling in a house located in the Banker`s colony. The veranda became a waiting room but still it could not accommodate more than ten people. At times, there would be more than twenty individuals waiting for consultations. A lady in sari was greeted by everyone and she would give tokens to the crowd, based on their…
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The Veils of Freedom
The Veils of Freedom
  “Rubina!! It`s already 10. Aren`t you getting late?” said a betel leaf chewing lady. “Don`t forget to wear your burqa.” “Sure” replied an unhappy Rubina. Soon Rubina was seen rushing out as a hurriedly moving black phantom. From her head to toe, she was covered in a black. Except her palms and footwear no part was visible. As she was hurrying through narrow congested lanes of Old Bhopal,…
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The Water War
It`s a lazy summer afternoon in Delhi. This year Delhi has been unusually hot, breaking all the previous records. The concrete forest has been radiating, making it unbearable to stay in the city. In one such locality, a student has been ringing the bell waiting for his flat mate to open the door. A dishevelled boy opens the door , he is agitated . “Tonmoy, Don`t make noise. I am sleeping.” Said…
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The Regret
  There is a lull spread throughout the town, even the sky is gloomy and could burst out any moment. The wind is howling and shaking everyone in its grief. I am standing under a tree in a cemetery which has been recently emptied. I see a man who is dressed in a funeral attire. He is full of grief and is sitting in front of the new grave whose epitaph reads, “Her works were kindness, and her deeds…
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Birthday It's a late spring morning, there is a joy in the air, a smell of festivity.
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Community Development Program- Gain followers like never before
Community Development Program- Gain followers like never before
a great idea by expressive human!!!
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An Unlikely Reunion
It was still dawn when I stepped out of the cab and walked towards the entry gate of the Delhi airport. The early morning February air was pleasantly cold.   I was travelling to Bengaluru to attend a college friend’s wedding. It had been four years since we graduated from the same college. This wedding was also going to be a reunion of our batch mates. But what I didn’t know was that the reunion…
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The Couples
The night has set in, Vinod Tiwari is still working in his office. He works for state government electricity board. Nobody stays beyond 6pm in the office but Vinod has made a habit of late, leaving everyday after 9pm. He checks his old leather strapped wrist watch and thinks its time to leave. Vinod is a simple middle-class man. He seems to be satisfied with his life. He has everything what he…
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