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Green-Red Angels

I went to Zohur Ahmed Chowdhury stadium yesterday to watch the Bangladesh VS Netherlands cricket match. It was the 2nd match in Chittagong. Bangladesh defeated England in the previous match which was also held in Chittagong. Against Netherlands, it was an easy victory for Bangladesh. Approximately 18000 spectators were present at the stadium that day to cheer up the Bangladesh cricket team. There were Mexican waves, whistles and non-stop applauds all over the stadium. Many people painted their face with green and red. Many other went there with green and red apparels. While capturing faces in VIP gallery I came across these little angels... I named them Green-Red angels. I am sure you won't disagree with the 2nd part of the name. :)

 I have no words to express this beauty

Bangladeshi batsman just scored a "four". Happiness was glittering at this little kids face.

[photo taken with Sony Alpha 200]


  1. I love these, especially that top shot. Your photography is a gift, and it keeps on getting better all the time!

    btw, I am unable to tell you how I like your newest post, the girl with the bubble, but comments are locked. Did you take that charming photo also?

  2. Thanks Aunt. That little girl is a real angel. She was looking at the camera with innocent and warm astonishment when I was taking the snap.

    Actually, I am currently doing some editing in my blog layout. Just trying some stuffs. And I am also thinking for comment moderation and alternative way to let people communicate with my blog.

    That little girl is charming. I would feel lucky if I ever could take a snap like that. I found it via Google image.


  3. Please be back soon to that post to let me know your precious thoughts. :)

  4. thanks for your photo
    I wish to use it in one of my PPTs
    if you have any objection please notify

    the face of thet girl is ...
    you are correct there is no word to express
    thank you for the one

  5. Thanks bro. You can use it. Btw, if possible send me an screen shot of that page of PPT. :)


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