Another visit to Mamaev Kurgan,the last one.

i have been bugging my mates that i want to visit Mamaev the very last time before leaving. As Wawan's sister is visiting, so i took this very opportunity to hike the tallest hill in Volgograd city and did lotsa shooting.

The steps to the hill

Saw a pair of Russian folks,chatted with them and had a good laugh

lady selling flowers for the sacrificed heroes.

Statue of a crying mother

Man with mamaev behind

A must shoot with Mamaev standing arrogantly behind

Graveyard of the red army

cathedral near the hill

a random shoot

Spring has so much to offer and at least i'm not taking her for granted.Just looove the colors and the spectrum that offer me with full palette.

Under the scorch

one fine weather, one good tan.Took lotsa pictures today but some of them aren't with me..so I'l post these at this moment...enjoy..

Ruski boys on tank

Ruski kid with his toys

Moi

Maya

To Tatiana with L.O.V.E

Class of 2009

Volga river

pier

A boatman

Cafe at the pier

The Day When I'm Not a Student Anymore

Want to make this blog short and memorable cz this is the day when i finish my 6 years worth of medical study here in Volgograd State Medical University. 

Ben :' Такая жизнь вольше не бывает' ( this life doesn't happen..literally translated)

That was quite touching and big...*suddenly become emo..*

So, to give ourselves a little treat, we had lunch at Nero..

Ben a.k.a peanut with panini..was over the phone talking about serious matter...like a doctor d..wtf

captured from the tram i took back "home"

I think this doesn't happen all the time after the rain..do you??

-The (official) end of a student life-

God's creation

"scalpel please.."

"forceps.."

"towels...more towels.."

"could you feel the engaging part?the fontanelle?"      

"yes i can..."

"could you hold the retractor for me?."

(you could hear the above conversation when a mother is about to deliver her newborn in OT..)OT= operative theatre.

when the surgeon made a semilunar incision on the lower part of the uterus..she ruptured the amniotic sac and the amniotic fluid gushed out.. in another second, the newborn was right before my eyes..disengaging the newborn was fast ...the little one is ready to see the world ... 

pre-op scrubs 

Disengaging the head 

Suction

The umbilical cord was cut in between 2 kocher clamps and the newborn was draped and brought to the neonatologist. Now came the longest and strenous part of the surgery. The delivary of the placenta and the thorough examination of the uterus were not pleasant..well..i wouldnt go into details here..hee..

Finally the surgery ended with the suturing of the uterus, aponeurosis, muscles and skin..layer by layer..

Even though i was just assisting in clearing the operative field..it wasn't easy.I had to put 101% attention and give prompt aid when the surgeon signaled me.

Gotta make a quick end of my entry today....gotta prep for finals....sigh   =(

I would like to thank Keerthu in shooting me through out the surgery.Of course with permission from our professor. 

64th Victory in Volgograd

My very 1st and last excursion to the Mamaev Kurgan (Мамаев Курган) on Victory Day in Volgograd.I  asked Wi if he wants to join me to pay a visit to the Mamaev Kurgan as i want to capture some memorable moment during this big event. So, me and my mates met up at the middle pit of the hill.

I was really awed by the crowds visiting the World tallest sculpture as me n Nic had to squeeze our line among the people.

The 64th Victory Day. Red flags were put up to mark the blood shed during the bloodiest battle during WWII.

The Stature of The Motherland Calls..overlooking the hill, to the land of the Germans(by then the Nazis).

Boy with stature

I had to catch up with his pose.

Inside the memorial complex where we witnessed the changing of the guards( will upload the pictures once i get them)

Flowers were the symbol of respect and appreciation.

There was not many veterans left after the Battle of Stalingrad. 

A girl was giving out flowers to the veterans.

Pilgrims marched their way to pay their respects 

The morning was a scorch. We left the hill and had lunch before heading to the 2nd part of our journey..

photofrenzy

My mate was pretty contented with the wow factor from iphone.

My narcissism was overflowing..

Last leaf before en route

Final autumn in a foreign land,
i treasure every moments that bring me gaiety,
and scribble every thoughts and inspiration,
and pictures telling their own stories.
HQ08

Dubai Burj Al Arab lookalike apartment standing arrogantly facing the Volga river next to my kvatira.

Golden hue of autumn

crimson leaves

An Artwork of disguise

To seal the disguise of me,
to hide the emotional strain out from me,
hereby created a loud art,
to strewth my dismay.