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This is my first post on word press. Also view my Linked In Profile at. This is a script I wrote for a documentry on the Niligiri Mountain Railway. I am workingon this documentry along with my friend and it is currently under post production. Wish to know more about the world renowned NMR? The locomotives themselves are as unique as the rails.

In 2006, something disturbing happened at Williamsburg University. With great performances, a rather resonant take on campus sexual violence set to a horror movie template. A very different kind of horror movie that I feel could encompass more than just horror fans. - Tina Griffith, First Class Horror.

Thursday, November 25, 2010. As of late, there has been a need for me to re-evaluate what I have going on around me. This is what I have come to conclude. Sometimes people that were once important in your life, and trustworthy, are not anymore. Yes, all this gibble gabble may be quite obvious. Yet, they are the things we forget quite easily. Why? We live on a floating sphere for goodness sake.