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Their sights on the next project phase: Simon Oschwald (right) and Fabian Engel with the prototype of their leg prosthesis. Photograph: Regula Bearth © ZHdK
Simon Oschwald and Fabian Engel have already won numerous competitions with a leg prosthesis made of recycled plastic. Fresh from ZHdK, the two industrial designers are successfully asserting themselves in the start-up scene..
BY GIULIA ADAGAZZA
"Imagine losing a leg and getting a chance to walk again. It's not just a leg you get. It's a new life." ZHdK Industrial Design graduates Simon Oschwald and Fabian Engel know how to sell ideas to a jury. If need be, in just two and a half minutes. Project Circleg, a leg prosthesis made of recycled plastic for developing countries, qualified for the international Falling Walls Lab Final in Berlin. It also won the national 2018 James Dyson Award as well as other national awards for young researchers.
Fresh from hitting the books, the two designers are now deep into business plans, business models and searching for investors. Simon Oschwald tells us that they acquired the ABCs of business within a very short time: "We are driven by the desire to implement our own project from A to Z, and to immerse ourselves in the start-up scene."
No fear of uncharted territory
Simon Oschwald and Fabian Engel already proved that they are not afraid of striking out on new thematic territory when choosing their degree project, which kicked off Project Circleg. "As a student, I realised how much potential the social aspect of design holds," says Fabian Engel. This also includes the sensible recycling of plastics — a waste product that can be found in large quantities, especially in developing countries. The desire to make a difference as designers, and their shared interest in plastic waste, turned the two students into a team. Within six months, they amassed an enormous wealth of knowledge about plastics and prosthetics. They exchanged ideas with Empa materials experts, the International Committee of the Red Cross and orthopaedic technicians. Then, in summer 2018, they finally held the first prototype in their hands.
Presenting the design process: From the first model to the final prototype. Photograph: © Project Circleg
Enthusiasm in Switzerland and Africa
Fabian Engel recalls that their project attracted positive national and international acclaim already during the research phase: "A prosthesis producer in Kenya immediately said: 'Send us your plans and we'll start production!'" Moments of success like these finally encouraged the two young designers to cross the line from their degree project to their own start-up. "It's certainly an advantage that we took a fresh look at the subject," Simon Oschwald is convinced. Exchanging ideas with those affected, and with producers in Kenya, helped to develop the product from the user's perspective. Unlike the models available in Kenya, their leg prosthesis has a knee joint. Thanks to the modular system, joints and colours can be individually adjusted.
Making a mark in the start-up scene
The two developers are not only overwhelmed by the positive acclaim, but also by the ample opportunities for start-ups in Switzerland. "Foundations, impact hubs, coaching or competitions, the support for start-ups is almost unlimited," Oschwald enthuses. At the UZH Innovators Camp, a one-week summer school operated in association with ZHdK's Z-Kubator Development Programme, they delved deeper into the start-up scene for the first time. This was followed by start-up funding from ZHdK's Institute for Design Research, which got the project rolling. "Weconnex" and "Seif," two companies specialising in social entrepreneurship, are also offering the two startuppers guidance. It seems as if they have meanwhile arrived in the business world. "Certain situations, such as networking with potential backers, still involve overcoming the jitters," Oschwald confesses.
The young entrepreneurs are devoting all their time and energy to the project. Doesn't such an ambitious schedule push one to one's limits? "My personal limits are shifting from day to day," says Oschwald. Their well-functioning teamwork is especially motivating. "In a personality test we found out that while our characters differ, we complement each other perfectly in terms of work ethic and values," he adds. Ideal conditions for further developing the prototype.
Project Circleg
Its combination of recycled plastic waste and existing local production methods enables the Project Circleg prosthesis to be manufactured locally and cost-effectively. Its modular design facilitates easily replacing and repairing worn parts and is designed for a sustainable material cycle.
Giulia Adagazza (giulia.adagazza@zhdk.ch) is a project manager at ZHdK University Communications. Sitting in the audience at the Falling Walls Lab competition in Zurich, she kept her fingers crossed for the Project Circleg.
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Bessy Sophia Drayton was born in 1856 at North Kelsey. Her father moved the family to Ashby and here she met Harry Chantrey of Scotter.
They married in 1882 and set up home in Scotterthorpe and later on Scotter High Street.
Over the next 7 years they had 6 children but sadly Harry died in 1890 before his youngest was born. For some time he had been tending his ailing mother and they may both have succumbed to pleuro-pneumonic fever in the epidemic which swept the village that year.
Times were hard for Bessy who found work as a charwoman to help support her family.
Before the turn of the century young Edith died and a few years later her eldest son Thomas emigrated to Canada for a better life.
Joseph and Robert served King and Country in the Great War and both are remembered on our War Memorial. In 1920 Bessy made the biggest decision of her life and, in her mid 50s, went with Robert and Grace to join Thomas in Toronto.
Bessy Chantrey died on 6th March 1942 and is buried in St. Philip's Anglican Churchyard, Etobicoke, Ontario. Her gravestone reads 'Mother'; next to her lie Robert and Grace whose say 'Brother' and 'Sister' respectively.
Born on 4th December 1882 at Scotterthorpe and named after his paternal grandfather. Emigrated to Canada, became a farmer and lived at Adjala township where he met and married Mary Graham at Coglan on 9th April 1918. They had 5 children, Dorothy, Edith, Theresa, Helen and Robert John. In 1939, aged just 7 years, their only son was killed crossing the road after leaving his school bus. Thomas died on 9th April 1966 aged 83 and is buried at Mount Hope Cemetery.
Born on 18th March 1884 at Scotter. Became a gardener and moved to South Shields were he met his future wife Ethel Henderson. They married at St. Peter's Church on 25th October 1909 and their children were Joseph, Edith and Ethel May. Joined the Army in 1918. Worked for many years at The Manor and brought his family up at Willowdene on Clay Lane. A keen churchgoer. Died on 31st March 1966 aged 82 and is buried next to his wife in Scotter Cemetery.
Born on 15th September 1885 at Scotter. Died of tuberculosis on 18th February 1898 aged just 12 years old and buried in the churchyard. Both of her elder brothers named daughters in her memory.
Born on 24th June 1887 at Scotter and named after his father. Married Clara Bee in 1913 and set up home in Gainsborough. Daughter Alice Mary was born the following year (she became a Gainsborough headmistress). Died on 15th January 1956 aged 68 and buried at Morton Cemetery with his wife and daughter.
Baptised 2nd June 1889 at St. Peter's Church. Served during the Great War after which the Government paid his passage to Canada. Emigrated to Ontario in 1920 with his mother and sister. Lived with them, became profoundly deaf and eventually worked at the Weston Golf and Country Club. Killed on 6th September 1946 aged 57 when hit by a train. Buried at St. Philip's Anglican Churchyard, Etobicoke.
Born on 22nd September 1890 at Scotter some months after her father died. Emigrated to Canada in 1920 with her mother and brother. Remained single until her marriage to Mr. G. Penn when she was 62. Died on 30th September 1971 aged 81 and buried at St. Philip's Anglican Churchard, Etobicoke.
Alfred Loughton (1853-1945) was a master bricklayer from Sheffield who married Christina Trickett (1854-1893) of Ecclesfield before moving to Wathe on Dearn where their first child Charles William ('Charlie') was born in 1880. Annie Elizabeth followed in 1882 at Adwick Siding, Yorkshire before they moved on to Messingham where they had John Thomas (1883-1946).
Christina died in 1893 aged 39 and the following year Alfred married Mary Jane Winsor (1855-1922) of Kirton Lindsey. They had two children - Alan Winsor Aistrop (1895-1911) and Dora Helena (1896-1948).
Sons John, Alfred and Uriah all served in the Great War and are listed on the War Memorial.
Alfred plied his trade for many years and some of his sons joined him in the business. His men built the curved brick walls which still stand on either side of the entrance to Scotter Cemetery.
Thomas Smith was born in 1858 at Kirton in Lindsey, the son of George (an Inn Keeper) and Hannah. Fanny Massey was born 5 years later at Cherry Willingham, the daughter of John (a farmer) and Ann.
By 1881 John Massey was employing 4 people at his Twigmoor farm and Fanny was living at home. Thomas Smith became a gamekeeper and married Fanny in 1890; they set up home at Keepers Lodge, Twigmoor.
Harry was Fanny's child born around 1886 at Cherry Willingham. At Twigmoor Bessie was born around the end of 1890 and George followed in 1892.
Before Walter arrived on 9th May 1895 the family had moved to live at Scotter where Thomas continued his work as a gamekeeper. Frances May's birthdate was 6th March 1898 and the youngest child Thomas Frederick ('Fred') was born on 27th June 1900.
Photographed in the grounds of the house next door to the New Connexions Methodist chapel on West Street. Much later the house belonged to the owners of Scotter Garden Centre which stood on the site of the demolished chapel.
Christopher Wright's wife organised a concert party in 1935. The three boys were photographed on the doorstep of the Primitive Methodist Manse on Gainsborough Road (now Hobb Lane).
Madge Lockwood married Herbert Lawrence and Dorothy Watson married Sid Marris.
Every year Mrs Barker held a childrens party. They can be seen sat on The Green and the Cook's were all brothers and sisters. Can you identify anyone?
Seated, Mr Bob Marris, Mrs Olive Strong (wife of Ansell), Miss Harriet Holland, Mrs Elsome, Mrs Sizer and Dorothy Brumby (wife of Colin).
Children: Bridget? Evans (Vicar's daughter) and Elizabeth Guest.


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The 1977 National Challenge Cup was the 64th edition of the USSF's annual open soccer championship. Teams from the North American Soccer League declined to participate.  Maccabee Los Angeles of Los Angeles defeated the Philadelphia United German-Hungarians of Philadelphia in the final game.

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Capcom isn't finish with milking their prize cow until it's completely void of any substance as fans who have been holding out for a next generation Street Fighter will be disappointed to find out that Street Fighter V probably won't be here until 2018. In a Vg247 interview with Capcom's producer Tomoaki Ayano, he had this to say regarding a future Street Fighter V release..
The announcement of Ultra Street Fighter IV was no coincidence and dedicated Street Fighter lovers better get well acquainted with their copies of SSIFV as they'll continue to be seeing it for the next five to six years. In 2011 Capcom specially stated that SFIV wouldn't be getting anymore updates but fast forward to 2013 and we have yet another update on our hands..
The thing is Street Fighter V would had been a fresh start to the next gen line up but instead the SSFIV series is extended into yet another generation of gaming and quite frankly it's well past it's sell by date. Honestly not even the five new characters inducted to IV's roster can create excitement for this announcement, because in truth the series feels like it's reached the ceiling in terms of adding anything new.
This news wouldn't have been so bad if Capcom had other fighting franchises under it's belt but that's highly unlikely judging from the previous poor business decisions of the infamous corporation.
While the damage is done, there's still hope for fan favourites from other games like Alpha, III returning to Street Fighter IV in the upcoming years. And of course with all that time hopefully they'll create a phenomenal and balanced sequel worthy of the title Street Fighter V. This period will also give SF a much needed breather, so it's not all bad, eh?
"a long time ago Ono joked that SF5 won't be 'til 2018, I guess he wasn't joking..."
Hopefully there will be another big fighting game between now and then. I'm not loyal to capcom and I hope that if there is a game worthy enough that the community as a whole can get behind it just as seriously.
There is still some versions of SF4 coming then?
I wonder what'll be next... Turbo?
Best prepare yourself for Ultra Street Fighter IV Ultra Turbo Ultimate Ultra SE Hyper Ultra Mega Deluxe Ultra Edition in 2015. Now with All previous DLC included.
Bad idea. I know street fighter is timeless but they should want to get their game out as soon as possible on next gen systems so people don't move on.
That is dumb. You are so dumb, Capcom.
Ultra Street fighter 4: 2nd Impact.
That's 5 years from now and a 10 year gap between this and Street Fighter IV...That's huge.
I don't mind Capcom taking time to develop SFV, but their reasoning is bunk. Did they forget about the countless other fighters that they released in between SFII and SFIII?
2018 is a bald face lie. Fighting games are hot right now, as hot as the mid 90's. For them to say they wouldn't/couldn't put out a sequel to this gens most popular fighter for another five years is just down right insulting. I can appreciate the time and effort that goes into making a game but don't try and tell me they've already been putting effort into SF5 and it will take that much longer to make.
We're still waiting for Ultra Super Street Fighter IV Arcade Turbo Championship Edition. Street Fighter V will take a while.
So 5 years of SSFIV DLC?


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At R**e. • The Marchesa di R**p*l*. • A flirt. • At the Palaazzo. • Inspecting fine silk stockings. • Results, on two sofas and one bed. • The Marchesa's cunt, thin thighs, and small bum. • Marietta, the Lady's maid and Valet's wife. • Waiting for a letter. • Marchesa at my hotel. • A night in the attic with Marietta. • At a bagnio with her. • Impatient attorneys. • Back to London in haste. • On the Messageries Imperiales. • The ballet dancer. • Amusements in her cabin and in mine. • At luncheon afterwards. • Fucking for love.
I had intended remaining in Italy all the winter, but complicated legal matters in which I was pecuniarily interested, brought me to London. Spite of letters from my solicitors, on my way I stopped nearly three weeks at R**e, where I made the acquaintance through a friend of the wife of the Marchese di R**p**li. — The Marchese was away, his wife, a young woman, was left alone, and my friend who lived at R**e, said she bore the character of being a great flirt — I scarcely then knew what that meant at R**e. —Immediately I was presented to her, she professed great interest in me, procured me tickets and invitations for this and that house, and when she knew my social circumstances, which I never disguised, said she was sure I was a sad rake to be travelling alone.
She gave me a general invitation to her house. I gave her boxes at theatres, and she went there with me and a friend one night. Returning, she sat her friend down, and we were for a few minutes in the carriage alone. I got hold of her hand, and grasped it — it was re-turned, and I ventured a kiss. — When I had done that without much impediment, she said she knew I was a sad rake the instant she saw me. — My friend joined us at her house that night at a little supper. We walked to my hotel together, and on the road, he said that the Marchesa did nothing but talk about me, and added, "I think you'll be one of the lucky ones." She had said she would be at home to me, whenever I liked to call after midday. She was a tall, thinnish woman, seemingly without much breasts, and with great dark eyes, which she knew how to use — but she was not of a sort that attracted me sexually.
Next day I called in the afternoon, on an invitation from her to meet and go out with some people. On being shown in, I found her alone, and that I had mistaken the day. Being then about to take my leave, she said, "Never mind, I'm quite alone and have no engagements, stop and tell me about England, I'm so fond of English people." — I did. We got from one topic to another, talking mostly in French, till the conversation turned to the ballet, the dancers legs, the silk drawers they wore, then to silk stockings generally, their colour, etc. The Roman silk stockings she said were the finest made, and were all of pure silk. Putting out a beautiful, almost diminutive foot, in a little half Turkish slipper. "Look at the silk of that," said she.
I went to the sofa and sat by the side of her, and put my hand on the foot. "Oh, what a sweet foot, what would a dancer give to have that," and I respectfully felt the silk. I said that she thought me too timid, for putting one leg quite delicately up over the other, she shewed a little way up the calf. She was lewed, and I believe in the contagion of lust, when man and woman touch each other. — Desire ran through me. — I put my hand higher up, praising the leg and the silk together, higher till I reached her knee. "What a lovely leg" said I, (tho it wasn't). Then she made a sham of pushing my hand away gently. — "Ah signor, you English are rude, is that the way you treat ladies in your country?" But she laughed, her big eyes were staring into mine. — "Oh, let me one moment, just above there" — and up went my hand.
Then with a sudden rush of lust, which roused my prick to fever heat, the conviction came to me that she was accessible. "A flirt," — the kiss in the carriage, — all passed thro my mind, and as she gently pushed my hand away, I pushed it right up to her cunt. "Oh what a shame, to take such an advantage of me." I now thought of nothing but getting into her, hesitated at nothing. My finger titillated a wet slit, my mouth met hers, I pulled her to me, her thighs opened, she gave one long exhausting sigh of pleasure, and gently sank back on the sofa. Then in a minute my prick was up the Marchesa's cunt, and five minutes later left it, half its probing size, flabby, and wet, and whilst the Marchesa with closed eyes was still kissing me, and murmuring that I had taken a shameful advantage of her. Considering how it had all come about, it would be more correct to say, that she had taken a shameful advantage of me, for the wrong date on the invitation, and all other circumstances, make it quite clear now, that she had got me to her house that afternoon, with the fixed intention of fucking.
The door was unlocked during all this. I left her belly. She laid exposed for a minute, seemingly in a state of bliss, and then very leisurely covered up her thighs, and sat up smiling voluptuously. "Go further off and I'll ring for coffee." "Let me have a cup of tea." — She hadn't got such a thing. Coffee was brought in, and there she sat with me drinking it, with her cunt full of me.
I had only been a week at R**e when this carnal treat was given me. But through her, I had already invitations to the houses of two or three R*m*n nobles of high degree, but not to any dinners. Hospitality there did not seem to take that form, but she had began to ask me to luncheon, and dinner, and supper as well. Indeed this great dame had, I found, got a strong letch for me, tho I did not see it so clearly then as I now do.
When the man came to remove the coffee, she asked me before him, if I would dine there that evening, and she would send and ask my friend, and the Princess of * * * * * * to come, and we would have a friendly musical evening. We all of us sang, and she sang divinely. I agreed, she ordered the servant accordingly, said she should go out in the carriage, return to dine, and would be at home to no one. Would I take the note to my friend if she wrote it? I undertook to do so. — "Then I will go into the next room and write it" — and then she told the servant to go and tell the cook, etc. etc.
Directly he had left the room, she went into the ad-joining one, a large room, in fact a second drawing room, but in which were writing materials and books. As she rose she looked at me in a languishing manner, and I followed her, for I had been thinking all the time of the condition of her cunt, and wondering when she was going to wash it. — She wrote the note and gave it to me — and then there was something about the whole affair, which set me lusting for her again. Without more ado, I closed that door but did not lock it, and led her to the sofa which was there handy, and without hesitation she let me shag her again.
That done, with much kissing and sighing on her part, — she said she must go to her room. — "It's across the lobby, there" — said she opening a door, and pointing to one at the end of a short corridor. — "Hush — I'll go and see if my maid's there." She went, and returned saying the maid was not, and we went back to the drawing room, in which she had received my first spermatic ejaculation. I was now in a state of wonderment at the whole affair, and particularly at this noble lady, walking about with her cunt unwashed, when she could have purified in her bed-room, in a couple of minutes.
"Come an hour before dinner," said she, "tho I shall be dressing, but I soon send my maid away." — I never in my life had such an open invitation from a lady, and said I would. — "Say you have made a mistake in the hour when you come, and that you will wait." I did all that. After seeing my friend I re-turned to her. "No signor, not seven — eight o'clock." — "How stupid, but I will wait. — Don't tell the Marchioness and disturb her, it will only make her hurry." — "No Signor, but I think she already is dressed, she has sent her maid away." — and he left me in the drawing room alone.
I felt now that I could take any liberty, and that I had been asked to take them. — In a few minutes I felt my prick, to make sure of its service, for it had twice done duty in the afternoon, and but three hours had elapsed since its last performance.
Then I went into the adjoining room. The door leading out of it on to the lobby was open. I saw other doors open there, which I guessed led to servants' quarters and other rooms. — It did not occur to me that she would see to that — what if one came in — it might compromise her, so I hesitated, stood, coughed, and then coughed louder. Her bedroom door opened ajar, she peeped out, opened it wider, and I saw she was in her chemise. — With silent but rapid step I crossed the corridor. — "Oh you rake, to dare to come in here and catch me like this," said she, shamming. But smiling, her game was as transparent as glass.
"Oh, let me see that lovely form," said I, clutching her, kissing, and pulling up her chemise for feel and inspection. "Be quiet, — no noise, my maid's gone, but you mustn't be long." Then on the bed I laid her and had a sight (I had had none before of her charms), saw a crisp, black- haired cunt, between a pair of thin thighs, that her arse was small, and her hip bones shewed too much, yet all looked inviting enough. — I praised it rapturously. — She smiled delightedly, and shewed me her bum and small bubbies. Then she got hold of my prick, and looked at it, long. — Then saying that we must be quick, she fell back, opened her thighs, and another fuck terminated our fun, not hurriedly but voluptuously. She was very demonstrative when spending, and in no hurry to let my prick escape from her sheath, but somehow my prick did not seem to relish its lodging much, and soon left it. I washed, went back to the drawing room, and in half an hour she joined me there.
The little dinner came off and a very pleasant evening we spent. But my emissions had left me in a languid, contemplative mood. Only a week ago I was a stranger to her, and now I have possessed her, I thought. — I scarcely took my eyes off of her, thinking of that black, crisp-haired cunt, which I had pierced, and the facility with which I had been permitted, and somewhat wondering how it had come about, for that I had not had the slightest lust for her.
But her maid whom I had seen several times, I had at once lusted for, and she had given me a cock-stand. She was a fine looking, well grown woman, fleshy, dark haired, and with that bold (not rude) independent look, which many Roman peasants have. I deter-mined to get into her if possible, but didn't see much chance. For a long time now, I have in all emergencies offered so much gold as upsets the female. If I have time for courting, well and good; for courting, in-to a cunt, is nicer than buying the right of entry straight off. But if I will have a woman not of the courtesan class, she is worth any money, so as well make short work of it, by making a high bid, if there be no time for anything else.
The chance came. — I had already twice dropped in-to the hands of the woman gifts about ten times the value of what an Italian would have given, when she had opened the door. The Marchesa was not rich, and only kept one man-servant in the house (a flat in a very large palace it was, and most of their rooms on one floor) but she kept such a carriage, horses, coach-man, and out-door servants, that she might have been taken for a millionaire. — I was to have been at the Palazzo, the day after I had tailed the lady, and was in my room wondering whether any more copulation would come off, and thinking over the charms of my noble Venus, when a letter was brought me from the Marchesa, and a reply asked for by bearer. "Tell the servant to come up." — I thought it was a man, when behold, up came the maid.
Quick as lightning came my resolve. "Come in whilst I write a reply." She was inside my room, the door was closed, there was my bed, there the opportunity. — She wore big gold earrings. — "You like ear-rings. What did those cost, they are handsome," and I went close to her to look at them. She told me. — At once I fell into raptures about her beauty — "I'll give you a brooch if you'll give me a kiss." "No, I must get back" — but I took out from my trunk a cameo, bought at Florence, and put it into her hand, whilst at the same moment I snatched a kiss or two. — "There," I said, "is a trifle for the kiss," and I gave a trifle — "and I'll give you the brooch if you'll let me" — "Let you what." — I saw by her look that she knew quite well what. — "Come to the bed." — "Ah, Grand Dio! No Signor, I'm married." — "Nonsense." — "Yes." — "The Marchese' Valet is my husband, he is away with the Marchese now."
Surprised, I yet saw my chance at once. — Her husband away — then if some one does not do her business, in his absence, she must want fucking badly. — "Ah, not the brooch, but then take this." I took out two gold pieces and laid them down. — She shook her head, eyeing the gold. — I bolted my door, and without further preliminary put my hand up her clothes. — "Grand Dio, Signor! What are you doing?" — But her resistance was slight. — "Take it, cara mia, who will know?" and I pulled her on to my knee, she having stood up when I approached her. — "Kiss me, then — let me feel then, — only feel it," — I felt her cunt freely tho she said again "Giammai — certemente giammai."
"Assurdita, cara mia," and I put her hand on to my prick. — She let her hand rest on that article, but lifelessly. — I kept on feeling her. Her thighs closed. — "Oh, I must go," said she, her bum wriggling: and with a convulsive, involuntary squeeze of my prick, up she got, shifting my hand from her cunt, and letting go of my pego.
I rose up also. — Instinct told me that lust was coursing through her veins. — What ideas float through my brain in moments like this. I forget everything but cunt. The thought of cunt absorbs every other. Now they ran on a cunt not yet seen, the belly of a woman not yet entered by me. Then the desire to fuck it dominated me. — Does a woman have similar lewed thoughts and sensations? — Will his prick go up me? — His sperm moisten me — Certainly, at a time, a visible langour creeps over her, she resists no longer, tho she says, "No — never — no" — till the prick touches her cunt. — Ah! It is up her, roking and poking, and she is silent at once, with eyes half closed, luxuriating in the smooth rigidity, which is prodding, and rubbing, and wriggling, in her.
Gently I pulled the maid, still uttering "Giammai – certamente — Giammai" — to my bed, and sat her down on its edge, and with arm round her waist, kissing and begging her. But I forgot the Italian for cunt. "Cosa," was all I could say. — "No — the Marchesa will wonder where I am." But I fingered her cunt freely, and in another minute, silently she had dropped backwards, or been gently pulled on to the bed. — I lifted her legs. I saw a broad expanse of belly, dark hair, a red line, and in a minute my prick was up her. How delicious she seemed, yet the whole time I was fucking I kept thinking of the look and feel of the Marchesa's black quim, thin thighs, and small bum. How strange my thoughts often so wander, — for now I often think of other cunts than the one which is giving me pleasure.
The maid lay in soft, silent delight, till my prick left her, and then sprang up rapidly. — "What shall I tell the Marchesa about my long absence?" — "Say I was out and you waited for me." — She shook her head as if that tale would not do. Perhaps she had told such a tale too often before. — I never heard what she did tell. — I put the gold into her hand, it was quite equal to two months' wages. Gold, omnipotent gold!
The letter from the Marchesa needed a reply, and purposely I sent an ambiguous one, likely to get the maid sent back to me. The ruse was successful, and back she came with another letter. She looked sly, and laughed quietly as she entered, as if she expected what followed. The instant I had read the letter, I pushed her on to the bed and we fucked again deliciously. "You've washed your cunt" — said I, recollecting the name of that article now — mona — "Certamente," said she, bursting out laughing. — I wrote my reply, and there was the end of my business with her on that day.
My friend called soon after and we went for a walk. I asked him where he took his women to. (He was a bachelor and had said he had no mistress.) He took them to his own rooms. — No one objected there. — What could I do I asked, if I wanted a woman. — Eyeing me curiously, he said I might bring a real lady to his rooms, if I'd give him notice, so that he might absent himself. That did not of course suit me — and he shewed me one or two very nice houses, where on the first or second floor of a public staircase, good accommodations might be had. "But you needn't go there much," said he. "Ladies will manage it for you in their own houses. if you take their time, they are clever at it here." — "Whores are not assumed to exist, there are so many priests, tho there really are lots of whores, and you need never fear going home with them, for on the slightest complaint to the police, you will get any one of them sent out of the city. — That keeps them careful. They know it, and are well behaved. And if a man opens the door, be not afraid. Men manage often these things here." And indeed I had found at several Italian towns, men attending at brothels. The customs of nations are different in sexual, as in other matters.
I had to call on the Marchesa afterwards, and knowing I might see the maid, wrote on a slip of paper, a request to know where she would meet me. She opened it hurriedly, and whispered "I can't read." — So I was balked. — The Marchesa that day asked if I had a sitting room at my hotel, and seemed surprised when she heard I had not. "I can't call on you then." She evidently meant me to have her at my hotel. — Such audacious intrigue in a married woman, almost a stranger to me, astonished me. I had never I think met with such before, and began to take a dislike to her. Yet I got a sitting room adjoining my bedroom that very day.
Moreover, I had set my mind on the maid, and did not wish all my stiffness taken out of me, by that slim piece of nobility, tho I felt somewhat honoured by the distinction she had conferred on me. Then I thought of my friend's remark about her, and began wondering, whether other travelling strangers had been similarly honoured, for her husband seemed to be mostly away from her, as far as I could learn.
At the Opera that night, the Marchesa said she would call on me next morning after mass (Sunday), about something or another, I forget what — and she did. — She was shown into my sitting room and placed her self on the sofa. She looked really very inviting there, and my pego began to swell, as I thought of the sofas in her house. So getting near her, I asked if she had Roman silk stockings on. She laughed, looked voluptuously at me, and said I was too dangerous to tell anything about stockings any more, that I'd better for-get all about them, and she turned to another subject quite adroitly, as if she didn't wish to refer what had passed only two days before.
For the instant that cooled me, but seeing she had boots on (she had slippers on the day of our fornication), I remarked it, saying I couldn't help looking at her tiny feet. — "Yes, boots, don't you like boots?" — and she pushed her feet out, and slightly raised her dress to show them, and I saw silk stockings of a different colour. — I put myself on the sofa at once. "I will look at your stockings." — "You shan't." — "I will" and lifted her dress a little. "There then, now that will do." — But catching her round the waist to hold her, I put my hands on to her cunt, and kept it there groping and poking with my fingers, whilst she in a sham modest way, said it was disgraceful. —"Let me." — "I won't — oh, take care of my bonnet." — "Take it off — now let me, — I want to see that lovely cunt of yours, and I used the coarsest Italian words to express my wants. I had been studying those words. — "Oh, said she, laughing — "for shame, a Facchino couldn't say worse words. — Leave off — I must go — Oh-o-o," — She opened her thighs to my feel, and in a minute afterwards — "Lock the door then."
In an instant I had locked it. She put her bonnet on the table, and came into my bed-room. — I placed her on the side of the bed, and taking her thighs over my arms — after opening her split with my fingers, for a momentary glance at the red entrance, to the red lane, fucked her as I stood, watching her face, whilst she watched mine, in our blissful throes. — When I uncunted — "Give me some water quickly," said she. — Then I put a basin with water on the floor. She washed her cunt, and came into the sitting-room, after carefully emptying the basin, and replacing it with its ewer. — I saw now clearly, that it was not the first time she had been tailed at an hotel, so careful was she to avoid leaving evidence of her amours.
I hadn't been out of her cunt five minutes before she was off. — "My carriage is waiting. I must go" — giving me a kiss — "I shall expect you to dinner, and come at six, and wait if you like," said she with a laugh. I saw her to her carriage. At six o'clock, I was at her house, was let into her bedroom, fucked her, and brought her poorliness on. — "Oh," said she, "I'm three days before my time." — "Wash and leave me as fast as you can, I must ring for my maid."
There was a small dinner party of ladies and gentle-men — and a very pleasant evening we had. The Marchesa seemed dull. I could think of nothing but the incidents of the day, and was glad to leave with my friend, and went to his rooms where we sat smoking till an early hour in the morning. Our conversation was much about the Marchesa, and I heard that she was thought to be fond of variety in males, but that nothing had been proved against her, and no public scandal. — That her husband was much away and kept a mistress, and that the Marchesa took great fancies to bachelor strangers when visiting R**e.
I was glad her courses were on, knowing it might stop her advances for two or three days, and then perhaps I might get the maid. An irritation set up in my urethra, which for the moment I thought was clap; but it was caused by contact with the menstrual discharge. I have experienced similar irritation, after having had women in a similar state. The effect was to make me furiously randy, and to lust for the maid with an almost maddening desire. But how was I to get her? — I only knew her Christian name — and she couldn't read or write.
I called next morning (only with the object of getting to the maid) with a bouquet for the Marchesa, and said I would give it to her maid. Alone with her a minute, I begged her to give me five minutes talk, and said I was mad, was dying to have her again, and I promised much. She told me the luncheon time of the servants, and if I would then go to the top of the house, and open a door which she indicated, she would come to me there. I did, and found it was a large bedroom in the roof. — She came and told me in a few hurried words, that she, being married to the Valet, had a bed-room there, all other servants had rooms on the Marchesa's floors (two floors over part only of a big Palace not their own). Whilst her husband was away, she some-times slept in a room near the Marchesa — but she would if she could, be that night where we at that moment were —. My best way would be to get to her room and wait till she came. —
She would leave the door open. If she couldn't come to sleep there, she would go up, and tell me. How long I might have to wait she didn't know. Certainly until the Marchesa dismissed her for the night. On no account was I to have a light. If I saw anyone about, I had better go down the stairs and come up again. — The staircase, it must be mentioned, was not the great staircase of the Palace.
I didn't much like that — her husband might return — and I did not fancy a stiletto in me for the sake of poking this woman, much as I lusted for her. — I asked her to sleep out with me at a house, but she wouldn't. — I tried to fuck her then and there, and got a feel of her hot quim, but she resisted much, and implored me so to leave off, for that she must get back to the servants' luncheon, that I desisted, and got back to my hotel, where I passed the afternoon resolving in my mind the risks and pleasures of getting into her; and altho she said her husband could not possibly return, I determined not to go to her bedroom.
But at about ten o'clock, when digestion had done its work, and the heat of good food had got into my prick, I thought about her so much, that dressing my-self plainly, and putting on a cloak, for the night was cold, I found myself, tho rather in fear, at her room door. — It opened, and to my joy there she was. — She had been there expecting me a full hour. Then we risked all. She had, like me I expect, been thinking of fucking all day. The sperm was seething in my ballocks — her cunt was like a hot stew-pan, with voluptuous expectations, and randy exudations, and before we had been in bed together five minutes, my spunk was running out of her wet cunt copiously on to the towel I had placed beneath her handsome buttocks. — I never enjoyed a woman more, and she in her pleasure ecstasy bit at my neck when spending. I don't recollect any other woman having done exactly that, tho they have caught my tongue in their teeth.
"Let me wash, pray do." — But I refused, and clipped her arse tightly, pressing her belly close to mine, wriggling my prick as I love to do up a cunt which is full of sperm; for it prolongs the voluptuous sensations in the tip, and keeps delicious baudy ideas alive. My prick seems then to bathe, and float almost in a mixture of oil and ivory together. — But she begged me much, and uncunted me quickly, spite of my endeavours to prevent her. "Why, cara mia, you don't with your husband I'm sure." — "Yes I do if he does it inside, but he nearly always spends outside," — said she quite coolly, as she washed. — "Let me look at your cunt now, then." "Bene, eccola," said she, opening her thighs when she had got into bed again.
I brought her to the side of the bed, and with a miserable oil lamp which scarcely gave any light, saw her beauties; and a very sweet, fine woman of Italian type, she was. Her cunt was unspeakably handsome, with dark crisp hair in moderate quantity round it, and curling but a little way up the mons above the upper edge of the split, and with scarcely a sign of hair in the space between cunt and bumhole. — I kissed it, and the lovely thighs, and praised it much. Her bum was large, but not heavy, and she had the sweetest shaped arms. Her breasts were full, firm, and elastic. I kissed her all over in delight, and she was much gratified with my praise. Then into bed I got with her, cuddling close, kissing and talking, with my finger in or on her cunt, till we fucked again. Again she washed her cunt carefully.
But neither of us could sleep. Somehow the fear of being surprised by her husband haunted me, and she, I know spite of her assurance that he could not possibly return, felt the same. If we dozed, it was only for a few minutes at a time, and then we lay talking. Her mistress was not well — what was the matter, I asked. — Her monthlies were on. (How little she dreamed that I knew that.) She suffered severely at those times. — She didn't know what her mistress did for love, when her husband was away so much. "Perhaps she has a lover, who knows?" Her husband was also away quite as much, and she had to bear it. "But you get a sweetheart to kiss you." — "Never by the Holy Mother of God." — I was the first who had made her forget her marriage vows, and perhaps she would be punished by being with child. The Marchesa would have no servants about her who had children, and she should be dismissed if such ill luck befell her.
Then I got curious. For, not sleeping, there was nothing to be done but to talk and fuck, and I am always curious about the sexual strength of a husband. With lips to hers, my fingers on her clitoris, hers round my stiffening prick, I heard that her husband's prick was certainly not as big as mine, that either she put a sponge up her cunt when they fucked — or he pulled his prick out at the critical moment and spent on her thighs. — It was hard to have to do so, but better than having children, and losing a good place.
He only fucked her about twice a week. Sometimes he had a hot fit, and then did it twice in a night, but never more than that. — No, not on their marriage night, she recollected that well. She was a virgin then, she could swear by the holy sacrament — and he got into her at the first fuck. Yes, she was quite sure his prick was not so large as mine, tho there was not much difference. So we talked on for hours. Most other married women whom I have had have seemed much annoyed at such questions, for I have asked all of them. — Some have refused to tell me anything. But this Italian seemed pleased to talk about it, and when it was a question of size, felt my prick about most care-fully before she replied. I fucked her six times. It is so upon my notes. Long before day-break, off I went.
I tried hard to get her to sleep out with me. She would ask leave to see her parents — say they were ill, and other lies I suggested. — But all her relatives were in the country, at first she said. Then either under the stimulus of the flesh, or my liberal offer, "I've got a sister married here, and she is just going to be con-fined I hear, perhaps I could get to see her, but we are not friends." After much thinking, and hatching of lies and excuses, she said she would if she could. – "Not to-night tho." — I didn't want that after my six emissions, — but the day following. If I would call on the Marchesa exactly as the clock struck four, she would be at the door, and standing at the back of the man-servant. — She would either nod, or shake her head. — With all the signs and arrangements care-fully made, I left her in bed, and got back to my hotel.
There I found a pressing letter from my solicitors urging my return, and saying that on account of my absence, the case would go probably against me. Altho I knew that I should lose a large sum of money if it did, I had such a letch for the woman, that I would not leave till I had a chance of having her again. But I packed up everything, ready for an immediate start.
On the day, at the appointed hour, I was at the Palazzo. The door was opened by the man, and at his back was the maid. — My heart actually beat violently with expectation as the door opened, and I felt intense delight as she nodded her head. To make sure that I understood, she nodded two or three times to me, moving about the large stone ante- room on some pretext, and keeping well in the rear of the man. A few minutes after, I was with the Marchesa, who looked quite ill, and who seemed quite anxious, when I told her about my solicitors' letter.
I soon left her and got back to my hotel, where I rested, and feasted, and did up a bottle of wine and some sausage, bread, and cakes, which I had bought to take with me. At dark I went to the house and hired a room. At about eight o'clock, there was Marietta, at the corner of the Piazza di * * * * * *. The next minute we were in a carriage, and five minutes after in the baudy house. She eat my cakes, we drank the wine, she on my knees, my hand on her quim whilst she was eating. In less than half an hour we were in bed together, and having as delicious a fuck as I ever had in my life. Her cunt seemed exquisite. I fucked her till I lost count, but it was certainly a night of my supreme efforts, and when we left in the morning, I was utterly exhausted, and she much the same. — "Oh, what will the Marchesa think when she sees me? She will ask where I've been, what I have been doing," said Marietta in dismay, as she looked at herself in the looking-glass.
The lie she told to get leave of absence was a most ingenious one. Trust a woman on the scent of a prick, to find an excuse for following it up. I have rarely known them fail, and what risks they will run. — Marietta had. — But she would not, could not do it an-other night. — She might be with me for a hour perhaps at a time in the attic, or elsewhere, till her husband returned, and she willingly would when she could, but the risk of absence she could not incur, it might be ruin. — I never had her again. Certainly she gave me one of the most voluptuous nights I ever had, and the only drawback was her persistence in jumping out of bed, and washing her cunt after each performance in it.
Another letter reached me that morning. I called on the Marchesa, who seemed I thought inclined to let me do what I liked with her, but she was still, I was glad to say, in an unfit state of body for carnal de-lights. I shewed her my letters, promised to come back to R**e in the spring, saw my friend, and called on a few others, and the same night took boat from Civita Vecchia to Marseilles. (That was then the quickest road to London.)
It was a smooth passage. A night's rest set me up, and by the next night, good sleep, food, and sea air, gave me the surprise of a stiff prick unsolicited. There was a spicey-mannered, little, plump, dark-eyed French woman on board, travelling alone, who in conversation told me that she was coming from Palermo, was a ballet dancer, and was going to Marseilles to fulfil a professional engagement there. — The evening was dark and warm, we sat on deck close together till almost all the passengers had gone to bed (there were not many). Our conversation got warm — warmer — warmest. I found there was no other passenger in her cabin. I had its number, it was not far from mine, and at about midnight I crept to it, found the door unlocked, tho she had said she should lock it, and five minutes after I was between her thighs, her heels on my calves, and we were fucking in a miserable little box called a berth, not much bigger than a coffin. A couple in rut would somehow fuck in a coffin, I'm sure. She didn't wash her cunt, but sat up with me on the side of the berth feeling my prick, and talking, till I tailed her again, and then got back to my cabin, I suppose unobserved. The next day I tailed her in my cabin, when all the passengers had just sat down to luncheon — and we both went to luncheon the instant my cock left her. She neither washed, nor pissed, nor did I. How we looked at each other when at table. — Soon after we were at Marseilles, and I parted with her in a polite way. — I never saw her cunt, nor even the hair on her motte, but she was a plump, randy little devil, and talked baudiness joyfully. It was quite an affair of love, for I gave her nothing but my prick.

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Monday Morning Magic (The Gathering): Dragon's Maze Spoilers Already...?
Release is in less than a month! Dragon's Maze comes out May 3rd and we have a prereleases April 27th & 28th!
And we have another! Looks like there may be allied guild rare split fused cards? Still seeing awesome Commander/EDH action, but DAMN! I'm loving Dragon's Maze!
A 2/2 for two mana (white and blue) for a creature with flash and you have to bounce a card back to your hand. Interesting... Probably a good combo out there (slower form of blinking stuff, but still the concept is there), I just have to look harder for that combo.
Eh... we've already seen him... Looking at this again, there should be a combo here... I remember a card that allows all damage dealt to a player to be dealt to the creature instead, but I don't remember the creature... And there has to be something you can redirect it to another creature like Stuffy Doll or Boros Reckoner, so you never take damage and your opponent does. There HAS to be a combo to do some crazy stuff with this if you cast noncreature spells.
I like it, I like it... This wasn't spoiled by Wizards, I just happen to have found this online through my hometown's MTG store's Facebook group. Someone leaked it on the internet somewhere, just don't know the source.


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The untapped potential of water resources that flows through various existing manmade channels in the state of Uttarakhand could be used wisely in an eco-friendly manner to generate power which in turn can be used by the rural community for various livelihood purposes. With such a mandate United Nation Industrial Development Organization UNIDO had signed a cooperation agreement with Government of India and government of Uttarakhand in 2013 for the promotion of an innovative Ultra Low Head based Micro Hydro Power (ULH-MHP) technology that can be installed in the areas where manmade canal system exists and community is devoid of electric energy for their livelihood purposes.
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From Sun Creek, a shuttle takes you first to San Pedro Columbia (Kekchi village). We will head through the village and cross the bridge over the Columbia River. Lubaantun, which means "Place of the Fallen Stones" is a major Late Classic ceremonial centre which at one time covered a large area. The site is on a high ridge and from the top of the tallest building you can (just) see the Caribbean, over 20 Miles away. The tour continues west to Blue Creek. To get to the best swimming spot, we will walk upriver along the right-hand bank and we will reach a lovely turquoise pool. About another fifteen minutes walk upriver is the entrance to the Hokeb Ha Cave, which is fairly easy to explore.
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The Gardens Between is an innovative puzzle game where you control the flow of time in many different ways, using many different interesting game mechanics which come together to form this challenging but relaxing game. It tells a story about two friends growing up together, conveyed without dialogue but with beautiful graphics and a relaxing soundtrack. The Gardens Between has been developed and published by indie game studio The Voxel Agents.
The story of The Gardens Between is told purely in context. In the animated introduction you'll see two houses in a city, and two kids sitting in a treehouse at a playground. They are in a lighting storm, and suddenly a mysterious light appears before them. As they touch it, they are transported to a magical realm, where they travel between islands on a raft made of their tree house. Each island contains random objects and moving boxes from their homes, but also strange objects like flowers which create the strange lights they saw before, and strange boxes which seem to be alive and jump around.
Each island is part of a memory, and two or three islands combined form one memory you'll witness when you've completed the puzzles on all those islands, and then you'll move to the next group. As you puzzle your way through the islands, you'll see the kids growing up together in their memories. It's a very nice and interesting way to tell the backstory of the characters of the game.
The graphics are nice, colorful and relaxing. The game has a dreamy atmosphere, which is conveyed well through both the graphics and the music. The islands you'll puzzle your way over, all contain items from a memory of the two kids together, as they grow up. These are typically nostalgic items from kids games, like an inflatable bath, balloons, a couch fort, a VCR player, a game system, domino stones, things like that. These items seem randomly scattered around the islands, but the kids will interact with the items, choosing their path around and over them, and using the movement of these items to their advantage to proceed through the puzzle.
The soundtrack of the game is very relaxing, which fits the dreamlike atmosphere of the game. Different islands have different music, and the title and menu screen all have different music as well. The game doesn't have any dialogue, but it's not at all needed for the game. The kids show their emotions as they wander around, sometimes curious, sometimes impatiently waiting for the other, which gives them personality but it's not needed for the puzzles in any way. The memories and objects speak for themselves as you watch the memories come together, and enjoy the beautiful soundtrack.
The Gardens Between is an innovative puzzle game where you control time. In order to continue to the next island, the kids have to solve the puzzle on the island they are on. The kids carry around a lantern, which needs to be lit with one of the strange balls of light the kids saw at the beginning of the game. These balls of light power all kinds of mechanisms you need to travel over the island, and a lit lantern is always needed at the very top of the island to travel to the next island. The balls of light are emitted by strange flowers, and can be collected in the lantern. Mechanisms are powered by boxes, which can carry the lantern around. However, the light can also be consumed by different flowers.
As a player you don't control the movement of the kids, you can only control the time and whether or not the kids interact with something. You can turn time back and forth, and by letting the kids interact with certain objects, you can change things in time. When certain objects are interacted with, the change will carry back in time. Anything carrying the ball of light or the unlit lantern, will take the lantern back in time when it's placed onto it. Bridges you activate will consume the ball of light, and you won't be able to reset the bridge when you go back in time. There's a bell which lets flowers bloom or close its flower again, and there's a mechanism which let you move certain objects separately from the timeline of the kids. Often the puzzles incorporate the objects on the island, for instance you'll play a bit of a retro computer game in order to obtain the ball of light within the game shown on the TV screen on the island, and you'll need figure out how to select the right file to print with the dot matrix printer on the island in order to spawn a new object on your path.
This all sounds very confusing, but it's not too hard to figure out in the game, since you'll only have a few options to try out by turning time back and forth. Each group of islands introduces a new mechanism, which is usually quite easy to play around with on the first island, but gets more complicated as you progress because it will be combined with other mechanisms. Whenever a new mechanism is introduced, you'll see quick instructions appear on screen, showing which buttons you'll need to control that mechanism. You'll be able to try anything at your own pace, since you can move the time around, you'll be able to do anything you want at your own pace, do things over again to see their effects.
The puzzles are really inventive, and challenging and fun to figure out. You'll need to keep an eye on all the things moving around on the island, to see where everything is in relation to each other, and when they will interact with the balls of light you need. You won't be able to move back over light-bridges and some other obstacles you passed, but whenever you've passed these, you've done all the right moves and there's no need to turn back, you should instead look in the space you have for a solution. There's no way to get stuck on the puzzles, so you'll always be able to figure out a solution in the room you have to move around and manipulate time.
The Gardens Between is a really interesting puzzle game, with fun and innovative mechanics. The atmosphere of the game is very relaxing, and the story about the two children growing up together is nice and nostalgic. The graphics are colorful and pretty, and the soundtrack is very nice and dream-like. This game is recommended for people who like to play around with puzzle games, and who like relaxing games.


In the 1920's, Bill Tilden dominates tennis and wins six straight US Open singles titles, including becoming the first American to win Wimbledon. As much as he is celebrated, he is also extremely self destructive, goes to jail twice for sexual misbehavior with teenage boys and ultimately dies penniless.
Based on on a true story and the book "Big Bill: The Triumphs and the Tragedy."
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Income Tax Act 1961: Establishing taxation rules in the country
Taxation is the system of levying the finance charge based on the income of the people, cost of goods, services availed by the people, etc., demanded by the government.
The Income Tax Act regulates the taxation system in India. Tax is the significant mode of income for the government, which ultimately gets used for the welfare of the society and the development of the nation through administration, strategies, arrangements, etc.
"It was solely for the sake of his subjects that he collected taxes from them, much as the Sun collects rain from the Earth to give it back a thousandfold." -Raghuvansh, Kalidas
The tax gets used to make a defence mechanism of the country strong, develop infrastructure, public services, etc.
Income tax is a direct tax as the person on which the burden of paying tax is laid cannot shift his liability to do the same.
Income tax existed in India for a long time, but James Wilson, India's first finance minister, created the first modern Income Tax Act in 1860. It was initially implemented in India in 1860 to combat the economic collapse of 1857. As a result, the Income Tax Act of 1961 is currently in effect in India.
What is meant by Income Tax?
The need for Income Tax in India
Constitutional provisions related to the taxation system
Who are Income Tax Payers in India?
Income Tax Act 1961
Important terms under the Income Tax Act 1961
The Direct Tax Vivad se Vishwas Tak, 2020
Income tax slabs and rate in India
The basis of the charge of Income Tax
Exemptions mentioned under Section 10 of Income Tax Act
Deductions mentioned under Income Tax Act
Case laws
Commissioner of Income Tax v/s Soundarya Nursery
Mrs Bacha F. Guzdar v/s Commissioner of Income Tax
Chennai Properties and Investment Ltd v/s Commissioner of Income-tax
FAQs on the Income Tax Act
Does Parliament have the authority to impose taxes on agricultural income?
Which is the highest administrative authority for Income Tax in India?
Which section of the IT Act 1961 defines the term "total income"?
The penalties are provided under Which chapter of the IT Act of 1961 provides the penalities?
Under which section of the act of 1961 the categories of incomes are stated that are not considered total income?
Which section of the IT Act of 1961 states the provision for deductions that disabled persons can claim?
In India, income tax is a tax that individuals and businesses pay to the government based on their earnings and profits.
The money raised through taxes is spent on various purposes, including social services, infrastructure development, security expenses, and subsidies, among other things. If your income exceeds a certain amount, you must pay income tax annually.
A tax on a person's or a company's earnings is known as an income tax. Income tax is the government's principal source of income for performing its duties.
The government's responsibilities are not limited to defence, law, and order; it also has to participate in activities like welfare and development in various sectors like health, education, rural development, etc. It has to fund for there own management. These tasks necessitate a significant amount of public funding, raised through taxation.
The constitution of India provides the provisions for establishing a stringent and organised taxation system in India.
As per article 265 of the constitution of India, No tax shall be levied or collected except by the authority of law. It means that the government is empowered to collect tax from its citizens directly or through an authority in lieu of products purchased or sold, services exercised or exchanged.
The constitution also provides power for collecting taxes among the centre and state governments.
Schedule 7, List I, Entry 82 of the Constitution of India states that the parliament has the power to impose taxes on income except for agricultural income.
So, Income Tax is under the Union list(i.e. List I), and the central government is authorised to collect the income tax.
While the central government is not authorised to levy and collect taxes on agriculture, the state governments are authorised to do the same.
Entry 46 of List II under the seventh schedule of the constitution of India prescribes that the state government can collect taxes on agricultural income.
Taxes on Agricultural income is a subject under state list (i.e. List II) which is a subject of state government.
If your annual income exceeds Rs. 2.5 lakh, you are entitled to pay income tax in India.
Individuals, Hindu Undivided Families, Body of Individuals, commercial organisations, enterprises, Artificial Juridical Persons, municipal governments, and Associations of Persons all are subject to pay income tax.
The Income Tax Act is a broad act covering the various rules and regulations that govern the country's taxation. The government of India is further in charge to levy, charging, administering, collecting and further reclaiming Income Tax.
As per the Income Tax Department of India, the Income Tax Act 1961 has 23 chapters and 298 sections. These numerous income tax sections cover various topics of Indian taxation. The following are the multiple tax areas for which you must pay the income tax:
House property revenue
Gains in capital
Gains and profits derived from a business or occupation
Other sources of income
Every year in February, the Indian government releases its fiscal budget. The budget proposes a few amendments to the Income Tax Act every year if required. Whenever the government finds it appropriate, there is a change in Income Tax slabs.
The income tax act consists of the following significant terms:-
The 1961 Income Tax Act includes the following essential terms:
Assessee: The term 'assessee' gets defined under Act's section 2(7). An assessee is liable to pay tax under the Act. As per the Income Tax Act, a person can also be an assessee in the following conditions:
If any proceedings under this Act gets initiated against a person
If a person gets deemed to be an assessee, i.e., a deceased person's legal representative or any minor's legal guardian, only if the minor gets separately taxed
If a person cannot comply with duties imposed upon him under the Act, he is an assessee in default. For example, an employer paying salary to his employees or a person paying interest to another gets required to deduct tax at source and deposit the same with the government. If it is not done, such a person will get considered to be an assessee in default.
Person: As per the Act's section 2(31), a person means:-
A Hindu
An Undivided Family
A person or a body of individuals' association
A firm
A local authority
Every artificial juridical person
A group of persons or an authority or a juridical person would get deemed a person, irrespective of that body or person was made or established with the express motive of gaining gains, income or profits.
Every assessee would be a person, but every assessee is not necessarily an assessee. However, a person may not have his assessable income but may still be an assessee.
The IT Act 1961 consists of a term called "assessment year". An assessment year consists of 12 months from the 1st April of every year to 31st March of next year.
Assessment year get defined under section 2(9) of the IT Act 1961. The tax gets levied on a taxpayer's total income in a particular assessment year. The person on whom the tax liability gets laid down is called an assessee.
According to section 3 of the IT Act, A 'previous year' is considered a financial year before the assessment year.
Income tax is payable on income earned in the previous year, and it gets assessed in the immediately succeeding financial year, an assessment year. If:
a new income source rises and arrives into existence in the financial year, or
a business or profession is newly set up
Then from the date when such business was set up or when the new source came into existence till the last financial year's day, i.e. 31st March shall be the first previous year for that business or source of income.
Assessment:- Assessment is a technique for assessing the accuracy of the assessee's income declarations, computing the amount of tax due, and imposing that tax responsibility on that person.
Income:- The following elements are included in the definition of income in section 2 (24) but are not exhaustive:
Any untaxed income derived by the assessee
Any income obtained at infrequent intervals
Any taxable income derived from a source elsewhere than India.
Any benefit that may get quantified in terms of money
Any type of assistance, relief, or reimbursement
An individual or HUF gives a gift worth more than INR 50,000 without expecting anything in return.
Any kind of prize
Causal incomes, such as winnings from lotteries or wagering on horse races, are examples.
Salary:- Section 17 (1) of the Income Tax Act defines salary to include the following items as salary:
Any pension or annuity
Gratuity of any kind
instead of or in addition to a salary or wages, any charge, commission, perk or profit
Any salary advance
Any money made to an employee for time spent on leave that he did not use.
To the extent that it is taxable, the portion of the yearly accretion in any prior year to the amount at the credits of an employee contributing to a recognised provident fund.
To the extent that it is taxable, a transferred balance in a recognised provident fund
The contribution made by the federal government to an employee's account under a pension scheme gets covered under section 80CCD.
There was a lot of case spending related to the tax disputes in the court of law till the end of 2019. To ensure such litigation's speedy disposal, the Direct Tax Vivad se Vishwas Bill, 2020, was introduced by the government on 5th February 2020 to remove those cases promptly.
The parliament of India passed this bill by the end of FY 2019-20.
This Act consists of 12 sections and lays down a mechanism for resolving pending disputes concerning income tax and corporation tax.
The Act defined appellant, appellate forum, declaration, designated authority, disputed fee, disputed penalty, disputed income, disputed tax, disputed interest, tax arrears, last date, specified date, etc.
Under the Act, the appellant refers to the income tax authority or anyone whose appeal is pending as of 31st January 2020 before the Supreme Court, any High Court, the Income-tax Appellate Tribunals or the Commissioner.
An Indian citizen doesn't have to pay income tax if his annual income is below Rs. 2.5 lakh. The same above limit is Rs. 3 lakhs for senior citizens.
If a person has a total income above Rs. 2.5 lakh to 5 lakh, then his income is taxable by 5%, and if a person's income lies between 5 lakh to 10 lakh, then he will be charged a tax rate of 20% on his total income and further above ten lakhs of income is chargeable by a tax rate of 30%.
The income tax rate is the same for all the categories of people except Hindu divided family which gets exempted from taxation up to the income of 5 lakh rupees.
Income tax is a yearly tax on earnings.
Income from the previous year is taxed at the rates in effect for that assessment year in the subsequent assessment year.
The Annual Finance Act establishes tax rates.
Every person defined in section 2(31) of the Income Tax Act is subject to taxation.
The tax is levied on each person's entire income, calculated in line with the terms of this act.
Below mentioned chart shows the different sections that allow exemptions under section 10 of the Income Tax Act 1961:
Sections Category Exemption
10(1) Agricultural Income from Self employment No Taxes
10(2) Earning of a member of Hindu-undivided family No Taxes
10(10C) Compensation for voluntary retirement Exemption up to Rs. 5lakhs
10(10D) Benefits of life insurance including bonuses No Taxes
10(11)(12) Amount taken from the provident fund No Taxes
10(10BC) Compensation provided by the government for damage caused due to disaster No Taxes
10(15) Income from Tax-free securities No Taxes
The following parts of the Income Tax Act of 1961 allow you to claim deductions:
Section 80C: You can lower your taxable income by 1,50,000 under Sections 80C, 80CCC, and 80CCD of the Income Tax Act 1961.
Section 80CCD: This section emphasises income tax deductions available to individual income taxpayers on payments provided to the New Pension Scheme and the Atal Pension Yojana.
Section 80D: You can deduct medical and health insurance costs from your income tax under Section 80D.
Section 80DD: Individuals and Hindu Undivided Families who are residents of India can claim a tax deduction under Section 80DD of the Income Tax Act for medical treatment of a dependent with a disability or who is differently-abled.
Section 80DDB: Medical expenses made for medical treatment of particular conditions are eligible for tax deductions under section 80DDB of the Income Tax Act.
Section 80TTA: Interest income is eligible for a tax reduction of Rs 10,000 under Section 80TTA. Individuals and Hindu Undivided Families are both eligible for this deduction.
Section 80U: Physically challenged people can claim up to Rs.1,00,000 in deductions under Section 80U of the Income Tax Act.
Issue: Is an income from a business established by selling plants grown directly in pots treated as an agricultural income?
In Commissioner of Income Tax v. Soundarya Nursery (2000), 241 ITR 531, the assessee had a nursery business in Madras. The plants sold by the assessee in pots resulted from primary and subsequent operations.
Therefore comprehended within the term 'agriculture'. So, the court of law held that the income is considered an agricultural income and thus exempted from tax.
Issue:- Whether 60% of the dividend received by the assessee from two tea companies is agricultural income and exempt under the Act's Section 4(3)(viii)?
In Mrs Bacha F. Guzdar v. Commissioner of Income Tax Bombay AIR (1955) SC, 74, The court held that the income is taxable as it is not agricultural income. There was no existing relationship between the dividend and the land. The dividend income is not considered an agricultural income, and therefore, the total income is liable to be taxed.
Issue:- Whether the rent collected from the land, buildings or other properties is a taxable income?
In the case of Chennai Properties and Investment Ltd v/s Commissioner of Income-tax (2015) 373 ITR 673 (SC), the assessee company got incorporated with the primary objective as mentioned in the Memorandum of Association as the primary business to acquire the properties in the city and to let out those.
The assessee company rented out its acquired properties under its business operation. The court held that the income earned or received from these properties is taxable under the head profits and gains from business and profession.
A tax is a government-imposed charge on an individual. Taxpayers have several legal options available to them based on their needs.
Different slabs are established for different income classes, according to which persons pay taxes for each fiscal year. Various tax deductions can use to lower one's income taxes. It covers things like investments, savings, and so on.
The Income Tax Act regulates and oversees all these provisions and more. The Income Tax Act is considered a very comprehensive law covering all aspects of taxation in the country. This Act eliminates the possibility of fraud and assists the government in maintaining order.
The central government also provides many schemes under which the income investment will not be taxable under the act. One such scheme is Sukanya Samroddhi Yojna used to benefit a girl child in which both the interest and maturity amount are tax-free.
Taxation is a very effective system for running the administration and development of its country and its citizens. We must fulfil this liability towards the government and our nation.
Yes, Parliament has the authority.
Central Board of Direct Taxes
The term "total income" is defined under section 2(45) of the Act, which states that total income is the amount of income referred to in section 5.
Section 5 of the act states the scope of "total income".
The chapter XXI of the act from sections 271 to 275 consists of all the penalties applicable to various taxpayers.
Section 10 of the IT Act consists of income categories as total income.
Section 80U of the act provides that a disabled person can claim a deduction from total income up to a number of one lakh rupees.
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Oujda-Angad Prefecture (; ) is an urban prefecture located within the Oriental Region, of northeast Morocco. The north of the province is a part from the historical region of Béni Iznassen tribes ( Aït Iznassen ).

The prefecture had a population of 551,767 in 2014.

Geography
The prefecture's eastern boundary is along Algeria−Morocco border.

The city of Oujda is the capital of Oujda-Angad Prefecture and the Oriental Region.

Municipalities
Bni Drar
Naïma
Oujda

Rural communes
Ahl Angad
Ain Sfa
Bni Khaled
Bsara
Isly
Mestferki
Sidi Boulenouar
Sidi Moussa Lemhaya

See also

References

Prefectures of Morocco
Geography of Oriental (Morocco)