Wednesday, April 27, 2011
these cycles belong to people who use them for travelling to their workplaces every day and back home.
And then once a week they come to a place of worship riding the same cycles. Even if the religious service is in the dead of the night, after their whole day's tiresome work.
Were the cyclists building up their muscles/energy?
Cycles are toys for some!
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Both these pictures were taken last night at about 11 o'clock. If you take a ride at night through the capital of the world's largest democracy, a country whose multi-billionaires are rising in number with generous assistance from the government in the form of tax exemptions and so on, you will find hundreds of homeless people sleeping on the roadside.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
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