Past the gates of Osmansagar Lake, this road leads us somewhere(I don't know where).

Note the small stone walls kinda things on the either sides?They've haven't been renovated since the Lake's Caretaker built them,Mir Osman Ali.

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This is Anna(I call him this,it means big bro),he sells Guavas near my house.I used to buy them everyday and used to have them in the bus sometimes.I havent been seeing him lately.

Taken at the Hyderabad Council Of Human Welfare.The kid in the centre is from my school,there was a trip for the kids to the tranzit home of these street children.I took this picture without even seeing at the screen,but it came out well.

This was taken by my friend Musharraf,lying on his back he suddenly snatched my camera and clicked this picture.One of my favourites.

Hamza

The Family Tree

This Is What I Call Madness