The everyday is the infamous writer's block. What am I supposed to tell when so much here now quite normal for me. My new roommate David of Wales has asked me a few days whether I have the impression that they have lost a part of my compassion, not because I was so heartless appeared, but because he is in the first few days but already made to create to do the begging children and cripples and this extreme class society. And yes, the question was justified, for all that now I feel less warmly than ever to start. I think one of the main reasons why I sometimes feel less sympathy, is that unfortunately many people here do just as if they were starving to death just before and just because it works continuously play the sympathy card. As a tourist, the Misery sometimes shamelessly played that it's disgusting. Compassion is a good thing, what we feel people, so we help each other, but really want to enforce compassion is only benefit to themselves of it for me very, very immoral and I was disappointed in me than this ubiquitous practice was so clear.
Does this mean yet that all this does not matter to me and I got a heart of ice. No. I've just decided to give away any money, but now and then, if the situation allows, to give away food or beverages, mostly to small children. The best thing you can do here else is to get involved in social projects, which abound here are: English classes for slum children and excursions with the blind. Some of the other interns through their internships are directly involved in such projects and I find that admirable.
has for me been happening in recent weeks not many great and I feel good, even when I'm at work often unmotivated and listless am because there as a lot only a very slow rate (more details should I here of the secrecy's sake is not ) mention. I will not even write much here, but represent only pure again a few more pictures for you and say: I'm fine. I miss you all And we had two weeks ago, 41 degrees Celsius in the shade on the thermometer (at 70-90% humidity)! I wanted to show off only once, what a Extremstklima I have to endure now used; D
So here are some pictures:
On the bottom picture you see next to me down the right Andres from Spain which we affectionately call "macho" what he is. stands slightly hunched over Andres Ka Südkoreo from, but which is now moved into our neighbor's apartment, because her in our house in the evening too long something was going on. Marcus is at the top right to see from the USA, who will leave in a week, unfortunately, and next to him David of Wales, who will take his bed, and has actually done so, because Marcus's last Weeks traveling around savored. Top left, that is Vinicius from Brazil (my room mate) and Keiko from Japan. Incidentally, we have constant turnover and roommate in three months, I have determined already but not other roommate. There is a constant coming and going, which is both sad whenever cool people return home, on the other hand, is always nice because you get to know new nice people. It keeps the balance. 
"Here are pictures of our TCS Global Village. AIESEC Global Village is a tradition, a celebration of all foreigners have a booth where they go about their own country present, gift information and offer typical food and drinks. To make the internship program at TCS known, we have held such a global village, but in a much larger context, with 1100 visitors and have to still put down a Bollywood dance performance that way, I most have been taught (we belonged to a dance teacher get first presented have), and of course there were some cool music from around the world and who was probably the DJ? Well, you know. Also, I had the honor of a Germany still hold presentation to the 1100 people, which has somehow sensed weight. An happiness I have enough experience to rumzustottern not fright and of course I had the audience urged the purchase German cars; D 
And finally a photo of the apartment complex where I dwell. So far I've only images from the surrounding slums published. If you then suddenly on the patio in front of the fountain is pure and then walked into the lobby of the building with marble floors and Imititat sees the mirrored elevators, is this is like the wrong film. Our house is actually really cool, just our body's just barren and overcrowded apartment. What the heck. Front of the entrance to the residential complex denounces a banner over the street bearing the words "Sagar City. Your home proud," and so it is somehow. If someone asks where I live, I say proudly, "In Andheri West in Sagar City. So come visit me ... Cheerio!
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