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Blood Relations

Nishu (my nephew) and me What is it with blood relations? I was never too fond of children before Nishu came into my life. A few minutes with a child were ok, but anything beyond that got on my nerves. But I absolutely adore Nishu and my relationships with other children have also improved. Before Nishu, I wasn't able to talk to children much. Now some of them are actually fond of me. When Nishu was about to be born, I used to fret that I wouldn't get on well with him. But now, I laugh at those worries as Nishu and me are best of friends. My mom used to tell me that it is always different with children of your own family. I was always incredulous. But I think there is some truth to it.

Debates and Group Discussions at Inlingua, Delhi

inlingua is one of the world's leading language training organizations with over 350 Language Centers in 44 countries across Europe, Africa, Asia, North and South America. In India, Inlingua has centres in Delhi, Bangalore, Kolkata, and Pune. If you want to know more about Inlingua, you can visit their Website http://www.inlingua.com/ For their English Language students, all centres in Delhi organize Debates and Group Discussion competitions. And once in a quarter, students who have won in these competitions, participate in the Finals. I was invited to be the guest judge for the 6th Activity Finals on June 19th and was looking forward to meeting the talented young students. The Finals were held at the NCUI Auditorium near Sirifort ( http://www.buzzintown.com/delhi/venue--ncui-auditorium/id--10169.html ) and were attended by Inlingua Students and faculty members. The event started at about 2:00 PM and concluded by 5:45 PM. And the entire duration was full of fun. Audience T

Illusion

Through the mirror, she reaches out, her arm outstretched. I blink, she blinks, I smile, she smiles She is real. I am real. The beautiful vase, a gift, a memory, the shining woman in gold, Mystical! Beautiful! It is real. She is real. Lovingly, I lift the vase, And hurl it at the mirror. Anger, love, hate, peace All exist, all are real. Broken mirror, shattered ceramic, chipped paint, threads, warmth. melt down, leave nothing, but a void. Was it real? Was she real? Was I real?

Sunset at San Francisco

I love sunsets and find them beautiful. Here is a picture from San Francisco shot with my Nikon D90.The hill in the background is home to Alcatraz.