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Hi,

Read about Darfur yesterday. After finishing yesterday’s post, still had some time on my clock for web. I cannot call it tragic. I can not say i hate it. It is a truth that exists across an ocean away from me.

Blame is not one thing that can end, what happened there happened way back in Uganda in 94, Keeps on happening in Latin America, neighbourhood african nations even now.
Its not blame that i am thinking about.

I worked yesterday 2100 to 0800 contineuously. 53 meters above sea, not in a room but out in open, about 7 deg celcius. Seprated from sea below only with metal grids on which i was standing, from winds by my winterwear. I worked whole night greased my good friend as good as i could. It was a too hard on my companion. But it was safe.

I live in a world where people don’t even know of any such things, care! is a blind man’s expectation. You tell them about the 6 digit inflation rate in zimbabwae, i receive a look as if i don’t know what exactly does inflation rate means. I belonged to a world, where the worst thing a person knows is- kashmir, actually i even doubt what they know about kashmir and did they think anything about it except for lets kill the terrorists.

Greasing such a large equipment takes a long time. But, trust me when you are touching the nice old joints, its great. It gives me the feel of a friend sitting next to me is asking do you know my diameter. I am huge! And once i am done with the work i like saying thank you to the equipment. I always expect a thank you in return. But still waiting. I always wonder- how do japenese work, i have read that there equipments always look clean as their home. No regrets thought- coz even i do mentain my equipment, but still am a bit far from achieving the japanese standerd. I dream to, but i actually have no idea of the reality, “how do they do it, man”.

It was an exhausting night yesterday. I have tried to sleep today, but failed to except for 2, 2 hour slabs. I did get to take my lunch. But, people say i am looking depressed.

I like to dream, and work, making lives of children easy, as much as i can. But whatever i am doing, I dream to do more, straight forward to help all those children in the troubled regions.

I love machines, i love mother nature. I love those children. Mr SANTA, do start making a big vessel in which all of those children in darfur so that they can do and have a days play, food, fun and joy all away from the scars of battle, blood and screams. Let them know, red is also the colour that a friend called santa wears.
……………Apurva

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