hanging bridge.

emerson — Thu, 16 Jan 2014 23:17:00 GMT

among mountains this is a bridge of the cabels and wood plates. at night people who drink usually sings while crossing out and make walk in dark night and in morning it wakes up as sunlight appears over its rusty cabels, and very slowley it comes out of sleep bed as the clouds start moves to ground as mist. the bridge it knows many stories about the villagers, the kids who go to school in morning and dream to study college at Shillong, the girls who come to bath on river their talks about Love, cloths and Jonas.

please dont run over him it is painfull to him and to you if it fails to hold itself.

My Scholarship entry - A 'place' I have visited

emerson — Mon, 14 Jan 2013 06:01:46 GMT

I learn fast, travelling is what i like most i want to explore the world and 'photography is a way to capture and express the experience you gain.
i like to talk to local people because as per my view it is the best way to know about the place,
why should I be chosen
a strong will to get this opportunity, to see a very different and new place, a totally different world, to learn some unexpected New, to see the colors, to show its story through my photographs to world, and with my own money it will not be possible to go to Oman, i have adaptability in changing conditions, whether and social changes.
i have been visited some places where people don't understand my language but i managed to communicate with them, i think it all need understanding of expressions and little passions.
this is all what i am.
Thank you.

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hanging bridge.

My Scholarship entry - A 'place' I have visited