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A post of pics.

So wel, i won't really be typin much here, but wil be doin the one thing that i can't from kota, posting pics.

Most of these will make Kota look like a very pretty place. Please understand, thats just the awesomeness of the photographer.

Ok, that was a lie really. God LOVES to paint up the sky there, its just brilliant. So there, i grudgingly praised one aspect of Kota. The skies are beautiful.

The ALMIGHTY is one fantastic artist.

And the most brilliant now i think...

The next picture, is a photograph of the cycle stand in the coaching institute i'm attending, the photograph has been taken from the 1st floor. ( camera phones are not allowed within the institute.)

The cycles depicted, are the cycles of the students who have dropped a year, and even in that of those who do not use autos. so its only a fraction of bout 1/3rd of the total no, of students present in the institute. here goes nothin...


These are pics of the same, taken from the 4th floor, by another student.



These are the first and also possibly the last batch of photographs that i'll be posting, as the camera on my phone is not working anymore. (wel actually the problem is slightly different but it essentially boils down to i can't click snaps..*i'm sry -the guy in my head*)

Love to all, and hope you had a very Happy Diwali.

Comments

Sumegha said…
OMFG!
eyesore.
:/

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