Sweta is fast hopping the office stairs to reach her desk on the second floor. Morning, Sweta! The sales head calls an urgent meeting of the key editorial staff to bring to their notice the latest CBSE missive on the need to include Indian cultural lessons on English textbooks! We will continue to do our good work Sweta, and any number of circulars expounding the merits of these books is no substitute to quality learning materials.

Meet Me By the Gate. I have people to kill, lives to ruin, plagues to bring, and worlds to destroy. I am not the Angel of Death. June 21, 2017 by Deidra Alexander.

Enjoying Each Moment of Life With All Its Mysteries and Quirks. This is my fourth post in a series, where each Monday I will post about a point of reflection or insight that I will use to reflect and meditate on during the week. Share this site with others! Share this site with others! .

The marcellus theater shot into space. It was so cold the river had flooded its banks and this strange lacy pack ice had formed. Ice clinging to low hanging branches. Im finding that an organic scene perfectly mirrored creates infinite possibilities for interpretation. Mystery of the black ice.