Interesting Anecdotes

[pavalamani pragasam]

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Subject: best life possible


If you wish to live your best life possible – and who wouldn't? There are several simple steps you can take to make it materialize.

Tip #1: Put Yourself First

Putting yourself first may sound selfish on the surface. In reality, it is not selfish at all. Putting yourself first does not mean you do not care about others. In addition, it does not mean that you hurt others in order to achieve your goals. Rather, it means that you do not allow others to selfishly interfere with your goals and with your priorities. If you hope to live your best life, you need to make your dreams and goals a priority. The more you allow yourself to be separated from that goal and the path toward the goal, the less likely you will be to achieve it.

Tip #2: Don't Give Up

Along the path toward achieving the life you have always wanted, you will inevitably run into some roadblocks. This doesn't mean you turn around and go back home. Rather, look for a way to work around that roadblock or to use it to your advantage. Never focus on the obstacles in your way – allowing all of your attention to be drawn to a problem is really just your self-critical voice speaking to you out of fear. Continue focusing on your desired outcomes and working toward your goals.

Tip #3: Learn From Others

Everyone around you provides you with a learning experience. Watch them and learn from them. By being observant and open, you can learn what to do and what to avoid in order to achieve your desired outcomes.

Tip #4: Work from Your Strengths

No one can do everything. We all have our strengths and weaknesses. Don't waste your time and energy beating yourself down, worrying about the things you don't do well. Instead, recognize your strengths, take full advantage of them, and ask others who have counterbalanced strengths to do the things that you don't do well.

Tip #5: Follow Your Passion and be Happy Now.

Perhaps the most important thing you can do in this life is to follow your passion. But don't make your happiness conditional on achieving your goals. Be happy now, no matter what the outcome. With this attitude, you will not lose motivation for your goals, but instead, will gain increased clarity, energy and desire to achieve them. [/tscii:f831eae86f]

[Designer]

PP madam : very useful & practical :clap:

[pavalamani pragasam]

:ty:

[pavalamani pragasam]

Awareness comes through
sensitivity.
We have to be more
sensitive, (should be aware and not think)
whatsoever we do, so that even a trivial
thing like drinking tea...
Can we find anything more
trivial than drinking tea?
Can we find anything more
ordinary than drinking tea?
No, we cannot--and Zen
monks and masters have raised this most
ordinary thing into the most
extraordinary.
They have bridged "this"
and "that"... as if drinking tea and God
have become one.
Unless drinking tea
becomes divine we will not be divine,
because the least has to be raised to the
most, the ordinary has to be raised to the
extraordinary, the earth has to be made
heaven.
They have to be bridged,
no gap should be left.

Have a nice day.

[pavalamani pragasam]

[tscii] Enlightenment is a simple realization that everything is as it should be.
Everything is as it should be, everything is utterly perfect as it is.
That feeling...and we are suddenly at home.
Nothing is being missed.
We are part, an organic part of this tremendous, beautiful whole.
We are relaxed in it, surrendered in it.
We don´t exist separately ― all separation has disappeared.
A great rejoicing happens, because with the ego disappearing there is no worry left, with the ego disappearing there is no anguish left, with the ego disappearing there is no possibility of death any more.
This is what enlightenment is.
It is the understanding that all is good, that all is beautiful ― and it is beautiful as it is.
Everything is in tremendous harmony, in accord.

Have a nice day

[Badri]

[tscii:a5835a472a] Enlightenment is a simple realization that everything is as it should be.
Everything is as it should be, everything is utterly perfect as it is.
That feeling...and we are suddenly at home.
Nothing is being missed.
We are part, an organic part of this tremendous, beautiful whole.
We are relaxed in it, surrendered in it.
We don´t exist separately ― all separation has disappeared.
A great rejoicing happens, because with the ego disappearing there is no worry left, with the ego disappearing there is no anguish left, with the ego disappearing there is no possibility of death any more.
This is what enlightenment is.
It is the understanding that all is good, that all is beautiful ― and it is beautiful as it is.
Everything is in tremendous harmony, in accord.

Have a nice day
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utterly beautiful! what is the source, Mrs PP?

[Designer]

PP Madam : very profound truth ! :)

[NOV]

A New York businessman dropped a dollar into the cup of a man selling pencils and stepped aboard the subway train. Then he stepped back off the train, and took several pencils from the cup.

He explained he had neglected to pick up his pencils. "After all, "you are a businessman just like myself. You have merchandise to sell and it's fairly priced."

A few months later, a neatly-dressed salesman stepped up to the man and introduced himself.

"You probably don't remember me but I will never forget you. You are the man who gave me back my self-respect. I was a 'begger' selling pencils until you came along and told me I was a businessman."

[pavalamani pragasam]

All my postings here are messages forwarded to me by friends & relatives. I am fond of sharing propagating positive thoughts. :D

[Designer]

PP Madam : :)

NOV : nice one :)

[pavalamani pragasam]

[tscii:bbb2072cb3]Mind doesn´t exist as an entity ― the is the first thing.
Only thoughts exist.
The second thing: the thoughts exist separate from us, they are not one with our nature, they come and go ― we remain, we persist.
We are like the sky: it never comes, it never goes, it is always there.
Clouds come and go, they are momentary phenomena, they are not eternal.
Even if we try to cling to a thought, we cannot retain it for long; it has to go, it has its own birth and death.
Thoughts are not ours, they don´t belong to us.
They come as visitors, guests, but they are not the host.

Watch deeply, then we will become the host and thoughts will be the guests.
And as guests they are beautiful, but if we forget completely that we are the host and they become the hosts, then we are in a mess.
This is what hell is.
We are the master of the house, the house belongs to us, and guests have become the masters.
Receive them, take care of them, but don´t get identified with them; otherwise, they will become the masters.

The mind becomes the problem because we have taken thoughts so deeply inside us that we have forgotten completely the distance; that they are visitors, they come and go.
Always remember that which abides: that is our nature.
Always be attentive to that which never comes and never goes, just like the sky.
Change the gestalt: don´t be focused on the visitors, remain rooted in the host; the visitors will come and go.

Have a nice day
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[pavalamani pragasam]

[tscii:f428e8f570] Let this become our key - next time when anger comes, just watch it.
Don´t say, “I am angry.”
Say, “Anger is there and I am watching it.”
And see the difference!
The difference is vast.
Suddenly we are out of the grip of anger.
If we can say, “I am just a watcher, I am not anger,” we are out of the grip.
When sadness comes, just sit by the side and look at it and say, “I am the watcher, I am not sadness,” and see the difference.
Immediately we have cut the very root of sadness.
It is no more nourished.
It will die of starvation.
We feed these emotions by being identified with them.
If religiousness can be reduced to one single thing, it is non-identification.

Have a nice day.[/tscii:f428e8f570]

[NOV]

Two men went fishing. One was an experienced fisherman, the other wasn't. Every time the experienced fisherman caught a big fish, he put it in his ice chest to keep it fresh. Whenever the inexperienced fisherman caught a big fish, he threw it back.

The experienced fisherman watched this go on all day and finally got tired of seeing the man waste good fish. "Why do you keep throwing back all the big fish you catch?" he asked.

The inexperienced fisherman replied, "I only have a small frying pan.

Sometimes, like that fisherman, we throwback the big plans, big dreams, big jobs, big opportunities that God gives us. Our faith is too small.

We laugh at that fisherman who didn't figure out that all he needed was a bigger frying pan, yet how ready are we to increase the size of our faith?

Whether it's a problem or a possibility, God will never give you anything bigger than you can handle. That means we can confidently walk into anything
God brings our way.

You can do all things through God. Nothing is big for God.

REMEMBER

Stop telling God you've got BiG problems.Tell your problems you've got a BIG GOD!

Do not lose your opportunities in this coming new year, have big dreams, big plans & big achievements.

[pavalamani pragasam]

Subject: How Consultants work..very interesting


A shepherd was herding his flock in a remote pasture when suddenly a
brand-new BMW drives up in a cloud of dust. The driver, a young man in
an Armani suit, Gucci shoes, Ray Ban sunglasses and YSL tie, leans out the
window and asks the shepherd: "If I tell you exactly how many sheep you
have in your flock, will you give me one?"

The shepherd looks at the man, obviously a yuppie, and then looks at
his peacefully grazing flock and calmly answers: "Sure. Why not?"

The yuppie parks his car, whips out his Dell notebook computer,
connects it to his AT&T cell phone, surfs to a NASA page on the internet,
where he calls up a GPS satellite navigation system to get an exact fix
on his location which he then feeds to another NASA satellite that scans
the area in an ultra-high-resolution photo.

The young man then opens the digital photo in Adobe Photoshop and
exports it to an image processing facility in Hamburg, Germany. Within
seconds, he receives an email on his Palm Pilot that the image has been
processed and the data stored. He then accesses a MS-SQL database through
an ODBC connected Excel spreadsheet with hundreds of complex formulas. He
uploads all of this data via an email on his Blackberry and, after a few
minutes,receives a response. Finally, he prints out a full-color, 150-page
report on his hi-tech, miniaturized HP LaserJet printer and finally turns
to the shepherd and says: "You have exactly 1586 sheep."

"That's right. Well, I guess you can take one of my sheep.", says the
shepherd.

He watches the young man select one of the animals and looks on amused
as the young man stuffs it into the trunk of his car. Then the shepherd
says to the young man: "Hey, if I can tell you exactly what your business
is,will you give me back my sheep?"

The young man thinks about it for a second and then says: "Okay, why
not?"

"You're a consultant." says the shepherd.

"Wow! That's correct," says the yuppie, "but how did you guess that?"

"No guessing required", answered the shepherd. "You showed up here even
though nobody called you; you want to get paid for an answer I already
knew, to a question I never asked; and you don't know crap about my
business. Now give me back my DOG."

[crazy]

:lol:

[pavalamani pragasam]

ubject: something to think about

> "An old man, staying in a small south Indian town
> came to visit his son in
> Bombay recently. The son in his early thirties is a
> successful businessman
> living with his wife and son. The father, having
> spent most of his life at
> his birthplace, hardly understands a splatter of
> Hindi or English, forget
> Marathi. But he doesn't care. 'I have come here to
> spend a few days with my
> son and his family. I don't have to go out and
> socialize with the city
> people,' he said.
>
> But the son is very excited about his father's rare
> visit to Bombay. He
> wants to make the best of it. He and his wife want
> to show him around the
> city. And yes, the son enjoys those evening hours
> too, when he and his
> father go out and sit in a good bar, sipping their
> favorite drink.
>
> Last week he was in a very good mood. 'Let's go to
> a five star hotel's bar
> tonight,' he told his father. It was a beautiful
> evening. Talking about
> everything under the sun they had a few drinks. As
> usual they were offered
> some salad, peanuts, wafers etc .as accompaniments
> with their drinks. The
> old man being almost toothless was not much
> interested in eating. But that
> day when they got up to leave, he simply took a
> handful of chana (roasted
> grams) and stuffed it in the fold of his dhoti. He
> might have thought about
> munching on them, sitting in the car, or whatever.
> Unfortunately while
> walking in the lobby, he missed a step and
> stumbled. Down he went,
> scattering the chana on the plush carpet. No
> problem .Now lets try to
> visualize this scenario. Someone else in his son's
> place would have been
> mortified, embarrassed to death. He might have
> cursed not his father but his
> own self for causing this awkward situation. 'Never
> again will I take my old
> man to such hotels', he would have vowed. No sir,
> not this son. Gently,
> with a smile, he helped his father get back on his
> feet. Instead of feeling
> irritated or angry, he was amused. He found the
> whole incident very funny.
> Laughing, they both went home and on the way they
> decided to return to the
> same place the following Sunday. The old man liked
> the place & the chana
> too. A son rises A few days back; at a friend's
> place they both described
> this event and made everybody laugh.
>
> Weren't you embarrassed? Somebody asked the son.
> 'Oh, come on now' replied
> the son. 'He is my father. He talks in his native
> language, prefers to wear
> a dhoti even to a posh city hotel, takes chana from
> the bar to eat later,
> does whatever he feels like.... So what? Why should
> I feel embarrassed with
> his nature and habits? Nobody has a right to stop
> him from doing whatever he
> feels comfortable with, as long as it is not harmful
> to others.'
>
> The son doesn't care what the staff in the hotel
> thought about that
> incident. He says 'they should be concerned only
> with their bills and tips.
> I am concerned about my father's happiness.' The
> wife too totally agrees
> with the husband on this issue. She feels there are
> enough other qualities
> in her father- in- law to feel proud of.
>
> Accept them .The above incident is not mentioned
> just to show the love and
> devotion of a son for his father. More than love it
> is a matter of
> understanding and a healthy respect for the other
> person's lifestyle. A
> seventy plus old man doesn't want to change his
> lifestyle now. He likes the
> way he eats or dresses or talks. In his eyes there
> is nothing wrong with the
> old ways of living. And the son says, "ok, fine.
> Every body has a right to
> live as per his wish. Now at his age, why should he
> be forced to learn to
> eat with a fork and knife, if he doesn't want to? I
> will feel bad if he is
> doing something morally wrong or indulging in some
> harmful activities. But
> otherwise it is fine. I am not going to try to
> change him at this stage. He
> is my father. I love him, respect him."
>
> Hey folks, can you think this way? So many times we
> see people getting
> embarrassed by the so-called unsophisticated
> behavior of their family
> members. They keep on apologizing about their lack
> of class and manners or
> about their drawbacks to outsiders. My wife can't
> speak proper English; she
> doesn't know what's happening in the world, so I
> avoid taking her out or
> introducing her to my friends and business
> associates... My parents can't
> eat with a spoon and fork, so I don't take them to
> restaurants.... My
> husband is working as an ordinary clerk, so I feel
> awkward when I introduce
> him to my rich friends. My brother is mentally
> challenged, so I don't feel
> like going out with him... Are you plagued with such
> thoughts or do you meet
> such people who think alike?
>
> If you do, please ask yourself. Why do others or I
> feel this way? Really
> what is there to feel ashamed of? Most of the people
> always have this fear
> of other peoples' opinions and comments. What would
> others say? They think
> and try to alter their own way of living, sometimes
> unnecessarily.
>
> What is worse is they try to change their own people
> too. And when they
> can't, they are ashamed, angry and apologetic to
> outsiders. In fact, these
> are the people who have no respect for others and no
> confidence in oneself.
> They try to copy others, try to be what they are
> not, and constantly ask for
> outsiders' approval for their behavior. They don't
> care about the feelings
> of their family members when they avoid or belittle
> them. They don't think
> how happy his or her family member would feel if
> he/she gets an opportunity
> to go to some swanky restaurant or a fun-filled
> party. Your spouse, your
> parents, your grandparents, your sibling, and your
> children: - All these
> people are depending on you for their happiness. if
> you don't fulfill their
> desires, who will?
>
> They are what they are. We are what we are. We
> don't have to change
> ourselves to please strangers. And if you do, you
> are in for life long
> misery. In that case you would never dare taking
> your dhoti clad relative to
> a five star hotel. And your father would never sit
> amongst your friends and
> laugh his heart out over some funny incident."
>
> So, the moral is:"as long as it is not harming
> anyone (including you), be
> yourself in your own special way.
>
> And enjoy each and every moment passing away."

[Badri]

Nobody has a right to stop him from doing whatever he
feels comfortable with, as long as it is not harmful to others.

I think that bit was really beautiful! :)

And this one - is really hitting the nail on the head


They are what they are. We are what we are. We don't have to change ourselves to please strangers.

Isnt it really absurd that we feel embarrassed by our kith and kin because of what strangers who we might never meet again might think of them?

If we are in the company of our friends, then they would understand, so there is nothing to feel embarrassed about.

If we are in the company of strangers, as the case in this anecdote, then who is more important - our own people or those strangers? Again, there is nothing to feel embarrassed about.


Thanks for sharing this, Mrs PP :)

[pavalamani pragasam]

:D

[pavalamani pragasam]

Who ever thinks that the bamboo is more beautiful than the oak, or the oak more valuable than the bamboo?
Do we think the oak wishes it had a hollow trunk like this bamboo?
Does the bamboo feel jealous of the oak because it is bigger and its leaves change color in the fall?
The very idea of the two trees comparing themselves to each other seems ridiculous, but we humans seem to find this habit very hard to break.
Let's face it, there is always going to be somebody who is more beautiful, more talented, stronger, more intelligent, or apparently happier than you are.
And conversely, there will always be those who are less than you in all these ways.
The way to find out who you are is not by comparing yourself with others, but by looking to see whether you are fulfilling your own potential in the best way you know how.

Have a nice day.

[pavalamani pragasam]

Subject: Something to think about

A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each
morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably coifed and shaved
perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today.
His wife of 70 years recently passed away,
making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the
lobby of the nursing home, he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready.

As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description
of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his
window.

"I love it," he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having
just been presented with a new puppy.

"Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait."

"That doesn't have anything to do with it," he replied.

"Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room
or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged it's how I arrange my
mind. I already decided to love it. It's a decision I make every morning
when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the
difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out
of bed and be thankful for the ones that do."

Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the new day
and all the happy memories I've stored away. Just for this time in my life.

Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you've put; in. so,
my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account
of memories! Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still
depositing."
Remember the five simple rules to be happy:

1. Free your heart from hatred.
2.. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5.Expect less

[pavalamani pragasam]

These tenses--past, present and future--are not the tenses of time; they are tenses of the mind.
That which is no longer before the mind becomes the past.
That which is before the mind is the present.
And that which is going to be before the mind is the future.
Past is that which is no longer before us.
Future is that which is not yet before us.
And present is that which is before us and is slipping out of our sight.
Soon it will be past.... If we don't cling to the past...because clinging to the past is absolute stupidity.
It is no longer there, so we are crying for spilled milk.
What is gone is gone!
And don't cling to the present because that is also going and soon it will be past.
Don't cling to the future--hopes, imaginations, plans for tomorrow--because tomorrow will become today, will become yesterday.
Everything is going to become yesterday.
Everything is going to go out of our hands.
Clinging will simply create misery.
We will have to let go.
Have a nice day.

[NOV]

A man feared his wife wasn't hearing as well as she used to and he thought she might need a hearing aid. Not quite sure how to approach her, he called the family Doctor to discuss the problem. The Doctor told him there is a simple informal test the husband could perform to give the Doctor a better idea about her hearing loss.

Here's what you do," said the Doctor, "stand about 40 feet away from her, and in a normal conversational speaking tone see if she hears you. If not, go to 30 feet, then 20 feet, and so on until you get a response."

That evening, the wife is in the kitchen cooking dinner, and he was in the den. He says to himself, "I'm about 40 feet away, let's see what happens." Then in a normal tone he asks, 'Honey, what's for dinner?"

No response.

So the husband moves to closer to the kitchen, about 30 feet from his wife and repeats, "Honey, what's for dinner?"

Still no response.

Next he moves into the dining room where he is about 20 feet from his wife and asks, Honey, what's for dinner?"

Again he gets no response so;

He walks up to the kitchen door, about 10 feet away. "Honey, what's for dinner?"

Again there is no response.

So he walks right up behind her. "Honey, what's for dinner?"

"James, for the FIFTH time I've said, CHICKEN!"

Moral of the story:

The problem may not be with the other one as we always think, could be very much within us..!

[NOV]

The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him.

Every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming. Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect himself from the elements, and to store his few possessions.

But then one day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, the smoke rolling up to the sky.

The worst had happened, everything was lost. He was stunned with grief and anger. "God, how could you do this to me?" he cried.

Early the next day, however, he was awakened by the sound of a ship that was approaching the island. It had come to rescue him.

"How did you know I was here?" asked the weary man to his rescuers.

"We saw your smoke signal," they replied.

[pavalamani pragasam]

How much do you make in an hour?
A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year-old son waiting for him at the door...

Son: "Daddy, may I ask you a question"

Daddy: "Yeah sure, what it is?"

Son: "Dad, how much do you make an hour"

Daddy: "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?"

Son: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?"

Daddy: "I make Rs. 500 an hour"

"Oh", the little boy replied, with his head down.

Looking up, he said, "Dad, may I please borrow Rs. 300?"

The father was furious,
"if the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or other nonsense, then march yourself to your room and go to bed. Think why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior"

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.

The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions.

How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?

After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think:

"May be there was something he really needed to buy with that Rs. 300 and he really didn't ask for money very often!"

The man went to the door of little boy's room and opened the door.
"Are you asleep, son?" He asked.
"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.

"I've been thinking, may be I was too hard on you earlier", said the man,
"It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you.
Here's the Rs.300 you asked for"

The little boy sat straight up, smiling "oh thank you dad!" He yelled.

Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled some crippled up notes.
The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.

The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at his father.

"Why do you want money if you already had some?" the father grumbled.

"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied.
"Daddy I have Rs. 500 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you"




MORAL
It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life.
We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts.

If we die tomorrow,the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days.

But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.
And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our family....

[pavalamani pragasam]

:shock: :roll: :confused2: :huh:



No one has ever challenged it except Prof. P. N. Oak, who believes the
whole world has been duped. In his book Taj Mahal: The True Story, Oak says theTaj Mahal is not Queen Mumtaz's tomb but an ancient Hindu temple palace of Lord Shiva (then known as Tejo Mahalaya ) . In the course of his research Oak discovered that the Shiva temple palace was usurped by Shah Jahan from then Maharaja of Jaipur, Jai Singh. In his own court chronicle, Badshahnama,Shah Jahan admits that an exceptionally beautiful grand mansion in Agra was taken from Jai SIngh for Mumtaz's burial . The ex-Maharaja of Jaipur still retains in his secret collection two orders from Shah Jahan for surrendering the Taj building. Using captured temples and mansions, as a burial place for dead courtiers and royalty was a common practice among Muslim rulers. For example, Humayun,Akbar, Etmud-ud-Daula and Safdarjung are all buried in such mansions. Oak's inquiries began with the name of Taj Mahal. He says
the term " Mahal " has never been used for a building in any Muslim countries from Afghanisthan to Algeria .. "The unusual explanation that the term Taj Mahal derives from Mumtaz Mahal was illogical in atleast two respects.

Firstly, her name was never Mumtaz Mahal but Mumtaz-ul-Zamani," he writes. Secondly, one cannot omit the first three letters 'Mum' from a woman's name to derive the remainder as the name for the building."Taj Mahal, he claims, is a corrupt version of Tejo Mahalaya, or Lord Shiva's Palace . Oak also says the love story of Mumtaz and Shah Jahan is a fairy tale cre ated by court sycophants, blundering historians and sloppy archaeologists Not a single royal chronicle of Shah Jahan's time corroborates the love story.

Furthermore, Oak cites several documents suggesting the Taj Mahal predates Shah Jahan's era, and was a temple dedicated to Shiva, worshipped by Rajputs of Agra city. For example, Prof. Marvin Miller of New York took a few samples from the riverside doorway of the Taj. Carbon dating tests revealed that the door was 300 years older than Shah Jahan. European traveler Johan Albert Mandelslo,who visited Agra in 1638 (only seven years after Mumtaz's death), describes the life of the cit y in his memoirs. But he makes no reference to the Taj Mahal being built. The writings of Peter Mundy, an English visitor to Agra within a year of Mumtaz's death, also suggest the Taj was a noteworthy building well before Shah Jahan's time.

Prof. Oak points out a number of design and architectural inconsistencies
that support the belief of the Taj Mahal being a typical Hindu temple
rather than a mausoleum. Many rooms in the Taj ! Mahal have remained sealed since Shah Jahan's time and are still inaccessible to the public . Oak asserts they contain a headless statue of Lord Shiva and other objects commonly used for worship rituals in Hindu temples Fearing political
backlash, Indira Gandhi's government t ried to have Prof. Oak's book
withdrawn from the bookstores, and threatened the Indian publisher of the first edition dire consequences . There is only one way to discredit or
validate Oak's research.
The current government should open the sealed rooms of the Taj Ma hal under U.N . supervision, and let international experts investigate.

Do circulate this to all you know and let them know about this reality.....

[NOV]

Dear Friends,
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has
been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since
his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be
remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:

Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
Why the early bird gets the worm;
Life isn't always fair; and

Maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more
than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in
charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but
overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6 -year-old boy
charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended
from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for
reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job
that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly
children. It declined even further when schools were required to get
parental consent to administer sun lotion or a band-aid to a student; but
could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have
an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live when criminals received better
treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a
burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to
realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her
lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his
wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To
Blame, and I'm A Victim.

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you
still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing

[pavalamani pragasam]

:clap:

[Designer]

ubject: something to think about

> "An old man, staying in a small south Indian town
> came to visit his son in
> Bombay recently. The son in his early thirties is a
> successful businessman
> living with his wife and son. The father, having
> spent most of his life at
> his birthplace, hardly understands a splatter of
> Hindi or English, forget
> Marathi. But he doesn't care. 'I have come here to
> spend a few days with my
> son and his family. I don't have to go out and
> socialize with the city
> people,' he said.
>
> But the son is very excited about his father's rare
> visit to Bombay. He
> wants to make the best of it. He and his wife want
> to show him around the
> city. And yes, the son enjoys those evening hours
> too, when he and his
> father go out and sit in a good bar, sipping their
> favorite drink.
>
> Last week he was in a very good mood. 'Let's go to
> a five star hotel's bar
> tonight,' he told his father. It was a beautiful
> evening. Talking about
> everything under the sun they had a few drinks. As
> usual they were offered
> some salad, peanuts, wafers etc .as accompaniments
> with their drinks. The
> old man being almost toothless was not much
> interested in eating. But that
> day when they got up to leave, he simply took a
> handful of chana (roasted
> grams) and stuffed it in the fold of his dhoti. He
> might have thought about
> munching on them, sitting in the car, or whatever.
> Unfortunately while
> walking in the lobby, he missed a step and
> stumbled. Down he went,
> scattering the chana on the plush carpet. No
> problem .Now lets try to
> visualize this scenario. Someone else in his son's
> place would have been
> mortified, embarrassed to death. He might have
> cursed not his father but his
> own self for causing this awkward situation. 'Never
> again will I take my old
> man to such hotels', he would have vowed. No sir,
> not this son. Gently,
> with a smile, he helped his father get back on his
> feet. Instead of feeling
> irritated or angry, he was amused. He found the
> whole incident very funny.
> Laughing, they both went home and on the way they
> decided to return to the
> same place the following Sunday. The old man liked
> the place & the chana
> too. A son rises A few days back; at a friend's
> place they both described
> this event and made everybody laugh.
>
> Weren't you embarrassed? Somebody asked the son.
> 'Oh, come on now' replied
> the son. 'He is my father. He talks in his native
> language, prefers to wear
> a dhoti even to a posh city hotel, takes chana from
> the bar to eat later,
> does whatever he feels like.... So what? Why should
> I feel embarrassed with
> his nature and habits? Nobody has a right to stop
> him from doing whatever he
> feels comfortable with, as long as it is not harmful
> to others.'
>
> The son doesn't care what the staff in the hotel
> thought about that
> incident. He says 'they should be concerned only
> with their bills and tips.
> I am concerned about my father's happiness.' The
> wife too totally agrees
> with the husband on this issue. She feels there are
> enough other qualities
> in her father- in- law to feel proud of.
>
> Accept them .The above incident is not mentioned
> just to show the love and
> devotion of a son for his father. More than love it
> is a matter of
> understanding and a healthy respect for the other
> person's lifestyle. A
> seventy plus old man doesn't want to change his
> lifestyle now. He likes the
> way he eats or dresses or talks. In his eyes there
> is nothing wrong with the
> old ways of living. And the son says, "ok, fine.
> Every body has a right to
> live as per his wish. Now at his age, why should he
> be forced to learn to
> eat with a fork and knife, if he doesn't want to? I
> will feel bad if he is
> doing something morally wrong or indulging in some
> harmful activities. But
> otherwise it is fine. I am not going to try to
> change him at this stage. He
> is my father. I love him, respect him."
>
> Hey folks, can you think this way? So many times we
> see people getting
> embarrassed by the so-called unsophisticated
> behavior of their family
> members. They keep on apologizing about their lack
> of class and manners or
> about their drawbacks to outsiders. My wife can't
> speak proper English; she
> doesn't know what's happening in the world, so I
> avoid taking her out or
> introducing her to my friends and business
> associates... My parents can't
> eat with a spoon and fork, so I don't take them to
> restaurants.... My
> husband is working as an ordinary clerk, so I feel
> awkward when I introduce
> him to my rich friends. My brother is mentally
> challenged, so I don't feel
> like going out with him... Are you plagued with such
> thoughts or do you meet
> such people who think alike?
>
> If you do, please ask yourself. Why do others or I
> feel this way? Really
> what is there to feel ashamed of? Most of the people
> always have this fear
> of other peoples' opinions and comments. What would
> others say? They think
> and try to alter their own way of living, sometimes
> unnecessarily.
>
> What is worse is they try to change their own people
> too. And when they
> can't, they are ashamed, angry and apologetic to
> outsiders. In fact, these
> are the people who have no respect for others and no
> confidence in oneself.
> They try to copy others, try to be what they are
> not, and constantly ask for
> outsiders' approval for their behavior. They don't
> care about the feelings
> of their family members when they avoid or belittle
> them. They don't think
> how happy his or her family member would feel if
> he/she gets an opportunity
> to go to some swanky restaurant or a fun-filled
> party. Your spouse, your
> parents, your grandparents, your sibling, and your
> children: - All these
> people are depending on you for their happiness. if
> you don't fulfill their
> desires, who will?
>
> They are what they are. We are what we are. We
> don't have to change
> ourselves to please strangers. And if you do, you
> are in for life long
> misery. In that case you would never dare taking
> your dhoti clad relative to
> a five star hotel. And your father would never sit
> amongst your friends and
> laugh his heart out over some funny incident."
>
> So, the moral is:"as long as it is not harming
> anyone (including you), be
> yourself in your own special way.
>
> And enjoy each and every moment passing away."

very nice :thumbsup:

[pavalamani pragasam]

:ty:

[NOV]

An old man lived on a farm in the mountains of eastern Kentucky with his young grandson. Each morning Grandpa was up early sitting at the kitchen table reading his Holy Book.

His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could. One day the grandson asked, "Baba, I try to read the Holy book just like you but I don't understand it, and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book. What good does reading the Holy book do?"

The Grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the stove and replied, "Take this coal basket down to the river and bring me back a basket of water." The boy did as he was told,

but all the water leaked out before he got back to the house. The grandfather laughed and said, "You'll have to move a little faster next time," and sent him back to the river with the basket to try again.

This time the boy ran faster, but again the basket was empty before he returned home. Out of breath, he told his grandfather that it was impossible to carry water in a basket, and he went to get a bucket instead.

The old man said, "I don't want a bucket of water; I want a basket of water. You're just not trying hard enough," and he went out of the door to watch the boy try again.

At this point, the boy knew it was impossible, but he wanted to show his grandfather that even if he ran as fast as he could, the water would leak out before he got back o the house.

The boy again dipped the basket into river and ran hard, but when he reached his grandfather the basket was again empty.

Out of breath, he said, "See Baba, it's useless!"

"So you think it is useless?" The old man said, "Look at the basket."

The boy looked at the basket and for the first time realized that the basket was different. It
had been transformed from a dirty old coal basket and was now clean, inside and out.

"Son, that's what happens when you read the Holy book. You might not understand or remember everything, but when you read it, you will be changed, inside and out. That is the work of God in our lives."

[NOV]

A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would often sit together and admire the great works of art.

When the Vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son.
About a month later, just before Christmas, there was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands.

He said, "Sir, you don't know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly. He often talked about you, and your love for art." The young man held out this package. "I know this isn't much. I'm not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this."

The father opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture.

"Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It's
a gift."

The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected.

The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his paintings Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection.

On the platform sat the painting of the son. The auctioneer pounded his gavel. "We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?"

There was silence. Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, "We want to see the famous paintings. Skip this one."

But the auctioneer persisted. "Will somebody bid for this painting. Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?"

Another voice angrily.. "We didn't come to see this painting. We came to see the Van Goghs, the Rembrandts. Get on with the real bids!"

But still the auctioneer continued. "The son! The son! Who'll take the son?"

Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime gardener of the man and his son. "I'll give $10 for the painting." Being a poor ! man, it was all he could afford.

"We have $10, who will bid $20?"

"Give it to him for $10. Let's see the masters."

"$10 is the bid, won't someone bid $20?"

The crowd was becoming angry. They didn't want the picture of the son. They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections. The auctioneer pounded the gavel. "Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!"

A man sitting on the second row shouted, "Now let's get on with the collection!"

The auctioneer laid down his gavel. "I'm sorry, the auction is over."

"What about the paintings?"

"I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a secret stipulation in the will. I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings."

[NOV]

Mr. Opus had jumped from the top of a ten story building intending to commit suicide. He left a note to that effect indicating his despondency.

As he fell past the ninth floor his life was interrupted by a shotgun blast passing through a window which killed him instantly. Neither the shooter nor the decedent was aware that a safety net had been installed just below at the eighth floor level to protect some building workers and that Ronald Opus would not have been able to complete his suicide the way he had planned.

"Ordinarily," Dr. Mills continued, "A person who sets out to commit suicide and ultimately succeeds, even though the mechanism might not be what he intended, is still defined as committing suicide."

That Mr. Opus was shot on the way to a certain death, but probably would not have been successful because of the safety net, caused the medical examiner to feel that he had a homicide on his hands.

The room on the ninth floor whence the shotgun blast emanated was occupied by an elderly man and his wife. They were arguing vigorously and he was threatening her with a shotgun. The man was so upset that when he pulled the trigger he completely missed his wife and the pellets went through the window striking Mr. Opus. When one intends to kill subject "A" but kills subject "B" in the attempt, one is guilty of the murder of subject "B."

When confronted with the murder charge the old man and his wife were both adamant. They both said they thought the shotgun was unloaded. The old man said it was his long standing habit to threaten his wife with the unloaded shotgun. He had no intention to murder her. Therefore the killing of Mr. Opus appeared to be an accident; that is, if the gun had been accidentally loaded.


The continuing investigation turned up a witness who saw the old couple's son loading the shotgun about six weeks prior to the fatal accident. It transpired that the old lady had cut off her son's financial support and the son, knowing the propensity of his father to use the shotgun threateningly, loaded the gun with the expectation that his father would shoot his mother. Since the loader of the gun was aware of this, he was guilty of the murder even though he didn't actually pull the trigger.

The case now becomes one of murder on the part of the son for the death of Ronald Opus. Now comes the exquisite twist.

Further investigation revealed that the son was, in fact, Ronald Opus. He had become increasingly despondent over the failure of his attempt to engineer his mother's murder. This led him to jump off the ten story building on March 23rd, only to be killed by a shotgun blast passing through the ninth story window.

The son had actually murdered himself so the medical examiner closed the case as a suicide.

Verdict: than vinai thannai chudum

[NOV]

[tscii]
WHAT IS LOVE?

Diane Ackerman said, "Everyone admits that love is wonderful and
necessary, yet no one agrees on just what it is." Over the years, I
have been learning what it is.

When I first got married, I wanted to show my love to my new wife. I
was drawn to romantic stories like one from the time of Oliver
Cromwell in England where a young soldier had been tried in military
court and sentenced to death. He was to be shot at the "ringing of
the curfew bell." His fiancée climbed up into the bell tower. Several
hours before curfew time and tied herself to bell's huge clapper. At
curfew time, when only muted sounds came out of the bell tower,
Cromwell demanded to know why the bell was not ringing. His soldiers
went to investigate and found the young woman cut and bleeding from
being knocked back and forth against the great bell. They brought her
down, and, the story goes, Cromwell was so impressed with her
willingness to suffer in this way on behalf of someone she loved that
he dismissed the soldier saying, "Curfew shall not ring tonight."

That must be love, I thought! That was the kind of commitment I
needed to make! I wanted to give my all. To tie myself to the bell
for her. To die, if necessary, for her. To sacrifice myself on the
altar of true love! I wanted her to know that I'd give it all up for
her.

But she never wanted me to die for her. Never! Clean the toilets,
maybe, but never die. My commitment was to be shown in household
chores! (I read that an exhaustive study showed that no woman ever
shot her husband while he was doing dishes. What a relief. Washing
dishes may lack inspiration, but it says "I love you" better than
roses...)

I was never called upon to tie myself to the bell. But I was still
called upon to show my love - in little ways, mostly.

I was needed to comfort her before we were married when the doctor
told her she could never have children; to hold her hand and tell her
I wanted her more than I wanted a family.

I was called upon to sit by her hospital bed after surgery and
encourage her.

I was called upon to hold her after her father died and let her cry.

I was also called upon to carve out alone time with her as often as
possible and to make sure my plans included her as well as me.

I was never needed to prove my undying love through a glorious act of
self-sacrifice. It was something I was required to do in little ways,
through one small act of kindness at a time.

And that, I've learned, is love.

[NOV]

A complaint was received by the Pontiac Division of General Motors:
'This is the second time I have written to you, and I don't blame you
for not answering me, because I sounded crazy, but it is a fact that we
have tradition in our family of Ice-Cream for dessert after dinner each
night, but the kind of ice cream varies so, every night, after we've
eaten, the whole family votes on which kind of ice cream we should have
and I drive down to the store to get it. It's also a fact that I
recently purchased a new Pontiac and since then my trips to the store
have created a problem..... You see, every time I buy a vanilla
ice-cream, when I start back from the store my car won't start. If I
get any other kind of ice cream, the car starts just fine. I want you
to know I'm serious about this question, no matter how silly it sounds'
"What is there about a Pontiac that makes it not start when I get
vanilla ice cream, and easy to start whenever I get any other kind?"

The Pontiac President was understandably skeptical about the letter, but sent an Engineer to check it out anyway.

The
latter was surprised to be greeted by a successful, obviously well
educated man in a fine neighborhood. He had arranged to meet the man
just after dinner time, so the two hopped into the car and drove to the
ice cream store. It was vanilla ice cream that night and, sure enough,
after they came back to the car, it wouldn't start.

The Engineer returned for three more nights. The first night,
they got chocolate. The car started. The second night, he got
strawberry. The car started. The third night he ordered vanilla. The
car failed to start.
Now
the engineer, being a logical man, refused to believe that this man's
car was allergic to vanilla ice cream. He arranged, therefore, to
continue his visits for as long as it took to solve the problem. And
toward this end he began to take notes:

He jotted down all sorts of data: time of day, type of gas
uses, time to drive back and forth etc. In a short time, he had a clue:
the man took less time to buy vanilla than any other flavor. Why? The
answer was in the layout of the store. Vanilla, being the most popular
flavor, was in a separate case at the front of the store for quick
pickup.
All the other flavors were kept in the back of the store at a
different counter where it took considerably longer to check out the
flavor. Now, the question for the Engineer was why the car wouldn't
start when it took less time. Eureka - Time was now the problem - not
the vanilla ice cream!!!!

The engineer quickly came up with the answer: "vapour lock".

It
was happening every night; but the extra time taken to get the other
flavors allowed the engine to cool down sufficiently to start. When the
man got vanilla, the engine was still too hot for the vapour lock to
dissipate.

Remember: Even crazy looking problems are sometimes real and
all problems seem to be simple only when we find the solution with cool
thinking.

Don't just say its "IMPOSSIBLE" without putting a
sincere effort.... Observe the word "IMPOSSIBLE" carefully... . Looking
closer you will see, "I'M POSSIBLE"...

[Lambretta]

Don't just say its "IMPOSSIBLE" without putting a
sincere effort.... Observe the word "IMPOSSIBLE" carefully... . Looking closer you will see, "I'M POSSIBLE"...
Wonderful one, NOV! :thumbsup: :D

[Designer]

.
People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime.

When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person.

1. When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed.
They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support,
to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually.

They may seem like a god send and they are.
They are there for the reason you need them to be.

Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time,
this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.
Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away.
Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.
What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done.
The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.

2. Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.
They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.
They may teach you something you have never done.
They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.
Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.

3. LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon
in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson,
love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships
and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.

.

[Sanguine Sridhar]

TAX:

Suppose that every day, ten men go out for beer and the bill for all ten comes to $100.

If they paid their bill the way we pay our taxes, it would go something like this:

The first four men (the poorest) would pay nothing.
The fifth would pay $1.
The sixth would pay $3.
The seventh would pay $7.
The eighth would pay $12.
The ninth would pay $18.
The tenth man (the richest) would pay $59.

So, that's what they decided to do.

The ten men drank in the bar every day and seemed quite happy with the arrangement, until on day, the owner threw them a curve.

"Since you are all such good customers," he said, "I'm going to reduce the cost of your daily beer by $20."Drinks for the ten now cost just $80.

The group still wanted to pay their bill the way we pay our taxes so the first four men were unaffected. They would still drink for free. But what about the other six men - the paying customers? How could they divide the $20 windfall so that everyone would get his 'fair share?'

They realized that $20 divided by six is $3.33. But if they subtracted that from everybody's share, then the fifth man and the sixth man would each end up being paid to drink his beer.

So, the bar owner suggested that it would be fair to reduce each man's bill by roughly the same amount, and he proceeded to work out the amounts each should pay.

And so:

The fifth man, like the first four, now paid nothing (100% savings).
The sixth now paid $2 instead of $3 (33%savings).
The seventh now pay $5 instead of $7 (28%savings).
The eighth now paid $9 instead of $12 (25% savings).
The ninth now paid $14 instead of $18 (22% savings).
The tenth now paid $49 instead of $59 (16% savings).

Each of the six was better off than before. And the first four continued to drink for free. But once outside the restaurant, the men began to compare their savings.

"I only got a dollar out of the $20,"declared the sixth man. He pointed to the tenth man," but he got $10!"
"Yeah, that's right," exclaimed the fifth man. "I only saved a dollar, too. It's unfair that he got TEN times more than I!"
"That's true!!" shouted the seventh man. "Why should he get $10 back when I got only two? The wealthy get all the breaks!"
"Wait a minute," yelled the first four men in unison. "We didn't get anything at all. The system exploits the poor!"
The nine men surrounded the tenth and beat him up.

The next night the tenth man didn't show up for drinks, so the nine sat down and had beers without him. But when it came time to pay the bill, they discovered something important. They didn't have enough money between all of them for even half of the bill!

And that, boys and girls, journalists and college professors, is how our tax system works. The people who pay the highest taxes get the most benefit from a tax reduction. Tax them too much, attack them for being wealthy, and they just may not show up anymore. In fact, they might start drinking overseas where the atmosphere is somewhat friendlier.

David R. Kamerschen, Ph.D.

Professor of Economics

University of Georgia

For those who understand, no explanation is needed. For those who do not understand, no explanation is possible.

[crazy]

.
People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime.

When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person.

1. When someone is in your life for a REASON, it is usually to meet a need you have expressed.
They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support,
to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually.

They may seem like a god send and they are.
They are there for the reason you need them to be.

Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time,
this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.
Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away.
Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.
What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done.
The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.

2. Some people come into your life for a SEASON, because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.
They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.
They may teach you something you have never done.
They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.
Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.

3. LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons, things you must build upon
in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson,
love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships
and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.

.

:( :cry: :) :D

[crazy]

For those who understand, no explanation is needed. For those who do not understand, no explanation is possible.

:exactly:

[dev]

And that, boys and girls, journalists and college professors, is how our tax system works. The people who pay the highest taxes get the most benefit from a tax reduction. Tax them too much, attack them for being wealthy, and they just may not show up anymore. In fact, they might start drinking overseas where the atmosphere is somewhat friendlier.


Very true... I now see more & more ppl who come under the higher tax brackets in India moving towards countries like Singapore where taxes are pretty reasonable... Mr.Ramesh Damani(stk investor) said in his recent chat on moneycontrol.com that one of his friend(who is into stock investments too) has moved to SG recently to cutback on taxes... It's very easy to setup companies here & such ppl with huge money in their portfolio can very easily setup a pvt firm here... their tax liability will thus reduce considerably...

[pavalamani pragasam]

Subject: Family Problem

Two men, one American and an Indian were sitting in a bar drinking shot after shot. The Indian man said to the American," You know my parents are forcing me to get married to this so called homely girl from a village whom I haven't even met once. We call this arranged marriage. I don't want to marry a woman whom I don't love...I told them that openly and now have a hell lot of family problems."

The American said, "Talking about love marriages... I'll tell you my story.

I married a widow whom I deeply loved and dated for 3 years. "After a couple of years, my father fell in love with my step-daughter and so my father became my son-in-law and I became my father's father-in-law.

My daughter is my mother and my wife my grandmother. More problems occurred when I had a son. My son is my father's brother and so he my uncle. Situations turned worse when my father had a son. Now my father's son i.e. my brother is my grandson. Ultimately, I have become my own grand father and I am my own grandson.

And you say you have family problems.... Give me a break!!"

[pavalamani pragasam]

Once PVNR (PV Narasimha Rao), L.K.Advani and Laloo Prasad Yadav were
travelling in an autorickshaw. They met with an accident and all three of
them died.

Yama Raja was waiting for this moment at the doorstep of death.

He asks PVNR and Advani to go to HEAVEN.

But, for Laloo, Yama had already decided that he should be sent to HELL.
Laloo is not at all happy with this decision.

He asks Yama as to why this discrimination is being made. All the three of
them had served the public. Similarly, all took bribes, all misused public
positions, etc.

Then why the differential treatment?

He felt that there should be a formal test or an objective evaluation before
a decision is made; and should not be just based on opinion or pre-conceived
notions.

Yama agrees to this and asks all the three of them to appear for an English
test.

PVNR is asked to spell "INDIA" and he does it correctly.

Advani is asked to spell " ENGLAND" and he too passes.

It is Laloo's turn and he is asked to spell " CZECHOSLOVAKIA"

Laloo protests that he doesn't know English.

He says this is not fair and that he was given a tough question and thus
forced to fail with false intent.


Yama then agrees to conduct a written test in Hindi (to give another chance
assuming that Laloo should at least feel that Hindi would provide an equal
platform for all three).

PVNR is asked to write "KUTTA BOLA BHOW BHOW". He writes it easily and
passes.

Advani is asked to write "BILLY BOLI MYAUN MYAUN". He too passes.

Laloo is asked to write "BANDAR BOLA GURRRRRR.... ."
Tough one. He fails again.

Laloo is extremely unhappy.

Having been a student of history (which the other two weren't),he now
requested for all the 3 to be subjected to a test in history

Yama says OK but this would be the last chance and that he would not take
any more tests.

PVNR is asked: "When did India get Independence? ". He replied "1947" and
passed.

Advani is asked "How many people died during the independence struggle?".

He gets nervous. Yama asked him to choose from 3 options: 100,000 or 200,000
or 300,000.
Advani catches it and says 200,000 and passes.

It's Laloo's turn now.
'
'
'
Yama asks him to give the Name and Address of each of the 200,000 who died
in the struggle.
Laloo accepts defeat and agrees to go to HELL.

Moral of the story: IF YOUR MANAGEMENT HAS DECIDED TO SCREW YOU, THERE IS NO ESCAPE

[crazy]

PP amma :lol: :rotfl:

[pavalamani pragasam]

Subject: Difference between appraisal and resignation



what are you thinking about this appraisal let's read
conversation.............



A newly joined trainee engineer asks his boss "what is the meaning of
appraisal?"

Boss: "Do you know the meaning of resignation? "

Trainee: "Yes I do"

Boss: "So let me make you understand what a appraisal is by comparing it
with resignation"

Comparison study: Appraisal and Resignation



Appraisal

Resignation

In appraisal meeting they will speak only about your weakness, errors
and failures.

In resignation meeting they will speak only about your strengths, past
achievements and success.

In appraisal you may need to cry and beg for even 10% hike.

In resignation you can easily demand (or get even without asking) more
than 50-60% hike.

During appraisal, they will deny promotion saying you didn't meet the
expectation, you don't have leadership qualities, and you had several
drawbacks in our objective/goal.

During resignation, they will say you are the core member of team; you
are the vision of the company how can you go, you have to take the
project in shoulder and lead your juniors to success.

There is 90% chance for not getting any significant incentives after
appraisal.

There is 90% chance of getting immediate hike after you put the
resignation.


Trainee: "Yes boss enough, now I understood my future. For an appraisal
I will have to resign ... !!!"

[crazy]

:lol:

[Lambretta]

Jobs....:roll: :sigh2:

:P

[NOV]

There was a millionaire who was bothered by severe eye pain.

He consulted so many physicians and was getting his treatment done. He did not stop consulting galaxy of medical experts; he consumed heavy loads of drugs and underwent hundreds of injections.

But the ache persisted with great vigour than before. At last a monk who has supposed to be an expert in treating such patients was called for by the millionaire.

The monk understood his problem and said that for sometime he should concentrate only on green colors and not to fall his eyes on any other colors.

The millionaire got together a group of painters and purchased barrels of green color and directed that every object his eye was likely to fall to be painted in green color just as the monk had directed.

When the monk came to visit him after few days, the millionaire' s servants ran with buckets of green paints and poured on him since he was in red dress, lest their master not see any other color and his eye ache would come back.

Hearing this monk laughed said "If only you had purchased a pair of green spectacles, worth just a few dollars, you could have saved these walls and trees and pots and all other articles and also could have saved a large share of his fortune".

[pavalamani pragasam]

SPECIAL GROCERY LIST !!!


Louise Redden, a poorly dressed lady with a look of defeat on her face, walked into a grocery store.

She approached the owner of the store in a most humble manner and asked if he would let her charge a few groceries. She softly explained that her husband was very ill and unable to work, they had seven children and they needed food.

John Longhouse, the grocer, scoffed at her and asked her to leave his store at once.

Because of her family needs, she said: "Please, sir! I will bring you the money just as soon as I can."

John told her he could not give her credit.

Standing beside the counter was a customer who overheard the conversation. The customer told the grocer that he would stand good for whatever she needed.

The grocer said in a very reluctant voice, "Do you have a grocery list?"

Louise replied, "Yes sir." "O.K" he said, "put your grocery list on the scales and whatever your grocery list weighs, I will give you that amount in groceries."

Louise, hesitated a moment with a bowed head, then she reached into her purse and took out a piece of paper and scribbled something on it. She then laid the piece of paper on the scale carefully with her head still bowed.

The eyes of the grocer and the customer showed amazement when the scales went down and stayed down.

The grocer, staring at the scales, turned slowly to the customer and said begrudgingly, "I can't believe it."

The customer smiled and the grocer started putting the groceries on the other side of the scales. The scale did not
balance so he continued to put more and more groceries on them until the scales would hold no more. The grocer stood there in utter disgust. Finally, he grabbed the piece of paper from the scales and looked at it with greater amazement.

It was not a grocery list, it was a prayer, which said: "Dear Lord, you know my needs and I am leaving this in your hands."

The grocer gave her the groceries that he had gathered and stood in stunned silence.

Louise thanked him and left the store. The other customer handed a fifty-dollar bill to the grocer and said; "It was worth every penny of it .. Only God Knows how much a prayer weighs."

THE POWER OF PRAYER: When you receive this, say a prayer. That's all you have to do.

Just stop right now, and say a prayer of thanks for your own good fortune.

I believe if you will send this prayer in faith, you will receive what you need God to do in your and your families' life

Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of rewards.

[crazy]

:)

[Lambretta]

Good one PP ma'm! :D

[Sanguine Sridhar]

Why Russians are very good in chess?

After months of negotiation with the authorities, a Talmudist from Odessa (in Russia) was granted permission to visit Moscow. He boarded the train and found an empty seat. At the next stop a young man got on and sat next to him. The scholar looked at the young man and thought: This fellow doesn't look like a peasant, and if he isn't a peasant he probably comes from this district. If he comes from this district, then he must be Jewish because this is, after all, a Jewish district.


On the other hand, if he is a Jew, where could he be going? I'm the only Jew in our district who has permission to travel to Moscow. Ahh? But just outside Moscow there is a little village called Samvet, and Jews don't need special permission to go there. But why would he be going to Samvet?


He's probably going to visit one of the Jewish families there, but how many Jewish families are there in Samvet? Only two - the Bernsteins and the Steinbergs. The Bernsteins are a terrible family, and a nice looking fellow like him must be visiting the Steinbergs. But why is he
going? The Steinbergs have only daughters, so maybe he's their son-in-law.


But if he is, then which daughter did he marry? They say that Sarah married a nice lawyer from Budapest, and Esther married a businessman from Zhitomer, so it must be Sarah's husband. Which means that his name is Alexander Cohen, if I'm not mistaken. But if he comes from Budapest, with all the anti-Semitism they have there, he must have changed his name.


What's the Hungarian equivalent of Cohen? Kovacs. But if they allowed him to change his name, he must have some special status. What could it be? A doctorate from the University.


At this point the scholar turns to the young man and says, "How do you do, Dr. Kovacs?"

"Very well, thank you, sir." answered the startled passenger. But how is it that you know my name?"


"Oh," replied the Talmudist, "it was obvious."

[crazy]

nice one :)

[pavalamani pragasam]

Subject: NEVER LIGHT CANDLE in A.C. ROOM


Very important - NEVERLIGHT CANDLE in A/C ROOM.

Prevention is Better than cure.. Please read this and pass on...

NEVER LIGHT CANDLE in A.C. ROOM.

A person passed away last week due to carbon-monoxide poisoning. It
happened when she lighted an aroma theraputic candle for the night
in a room withair-conditioner ON.

Due to lack of oxygen in the room, the burning of the candle cannot
fully oxidize & thus forms dangerous carbon monoxide.

Carbon monoxide will prevent oxygen exchange in the lungs, resulting
in the person dozing off to a state of unconsciousness & eventually
death in less than an hour, depending on the room size.

This msg is to make you aware of such danger when lighting aroma
theraputic candles in any unventilated rooms.

[pavalamani pragasam]

Subject: Q & A with Dr. Devi Shetty (Heart Specialist)


Here was a chat, arranged by WIPRO for its employees, with Dr.Devi Shetty, Narayana Hrudayalaya (Heart Specialis t) Bangalore . The transcript of the c! hat is given below. Useful for everyone.
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Qn: What are the five thumb rules for a layman to take care of his heart?

Ans:
1. Diet - Less of carbohydrate, more of protein, less oil
2. Exercise - Half an hour's walk, at least five days a week ; avoid lifts and avoid sitting for a longtime
3. Quit smoking
4. Control weight
5. Control blood pressure and sugar
Qn: Is eating non-veg food (fish) good for the heart?

Ans: No

Qn: It's still a grave shoc! k to hear that some apparently healthy person
gets a cardiac arrest. How do we understand it in perspective?

Ans: This is called silent attack; that is why we recommend everyone past the age of 30 to undergo routine health checkups.

Qn: Are heart diseases hereditary?

Ans: Yes
Qn: What are the ways in which the heart is stressed? What practices do you suggest to de-stress?

Ans: Change your attitude towards life. Do not look for perfection in everything in life.

Qn: Is walking better than jogging or is more intensive exercise required to keep a healthy heart?

Ans: Walking is better than jogging since jogging leads to early fatigue and injury to joints .

Q n: You have done so much for the poor and needy. What has inspired you to do so?

Ans: Mother Theresa, who was my patient.

Qn: Can people with low blood pressure suffer heart diseases?
!
Ans: Extremely rare

Qn: Does cholesterol accumulates right from an early age (I'm currently only 22) or do you have
to worry about it only after you are above 30 years of age?

Ans: Cholesterol acc! umulates from childhood.

Qn: How do irregular eating habits affect the heart?

Ans: You tend to eat junk food when the habi ts are irregular and your body's enzyme release for digestion gets confused.

Qn: How can I control cholesterol content without using medicines?

Ans: Control diet, walk and eat walnut.

Qn: Can yoga prevent heart ailments?

Ans: Yoga helps.

Qn: Which is the best and worst food for the heart?

Ans: Best food is fruits worst are oil.

Qn: Which oil is better - gingili, groundnut, sunflower, saffola, olive?

Ans: All oils are bad; the so-called best oil company has the largest marketing budget.

Qn: Wha! t is the routine checkup one should go through? Is there any specific test?

Ans: Routine blood test to ensure sugar, cholesterol is ok. Check BP, Treadmill test after an echo.


Qn: What are the first aid steps to be taken on a heart attack?

Ans: Hel! p the person into a sleeping position, put an aspirin tablet under the tongue with a sorbitrate tablet if available, and rush him to a coronary care unit since the maximum c asualty takes place within the first hour.

Qn: How do you differentiate between pain caused by a heart attack and that caused due to gastric trouble?

Ans: Extremely difficult without ECG.

Qn: What is the main cause of a steep increase in heart problems amongst youngsters? I see people of about 30-40 yrs of age having heart attacks and serious heart problems.

Ans: Increased awareness has increased incidents. Also, edentary lifestyles, smoking,junk food, lack of exercise in a country where people are genetically three times more vulnerable for heart attacks than Europeans and Americans.

Qn: Is it possible for a person to have BP outside the n ormal range of 120/! 80 and yet be perfectly healthy?

Ans: Yes.

Qn: Marriages within close relatives can lead to heart problems for the child. Is it true?

Ans : Yes, co-sanguinity leads to congenital abnormalities and you may n! ot have a software engineer as a child

Qn: Many of us have an irregular daily routine and many a times we have to stay late nights in office. Does this affect our heart? What precautions would you recommend?

Ans : When you are young, nature protects you against all these irregularities. However, as you grow older, respect the biological clock.

Qn: Will taking anti-hypertensive drugs cause some other complications (short / long term)?

Ans : Yes, most drugs have some side effects. However, modern anti-hypertensive drugs are extremely safe.

Qn: Will consuming more coffee/tea lead to heart attacks?

Ans : No.

Qn: Are asthma patients more prone to heart disease?

Ans : No.

Qn: How would you define junk food?

Ans : Fried food like Kentucky , McDonalds, samosas, and even masala dosas.

Qn: You mentioned that Indians are three times more vulnerable. What is the reason for this, a s Europeans and Americans also eat a lot of junk food?

Ans : Every race is vulnerable to some disease and unfortunately, Indians are vulnerable for the most expensive dis ease.

Qn: Does consuming bananas help reduce hypertension?

Ans : No.

Qn: Can a person help himself during a heart attack (Because we see a lot of forwarded email s on this)?

Ans : Yes. Lie down comfortably and put an aspirin tablet of any description under the tongue and ask someone to take you to the nearest coronary care unit without any delay and do not wait for the ambulance since most of the time, the ambula nce does not turn up.

Qn: Do, in a ny way, low white blood cells and low hemoglobin count lead to heart problems?

Ans : No. But i t is ideal to have normal hemoglobin level to increase your exercise capacity.

Qn: Sometimes, due to the hectic schedule we are not able to exercise. So, does walking while doing daily chores at home or climbing the stairs in the house, work as a substitute for exercise?

Ans : Certainly. Avoid sitting continuously for more than half an hour and even the act of getting out of the chair and going to another chair and sitting helps a lot.

Qn: Is there a relation between heart problems and blood sugar?

Ans: Yes. A strong relationship si nce diabetics are more vulnerable to heart! attacks than non-diabetics.

Qn: What are the things one needs to take care of after a heart operation?

Ans : Diet, exercise, drugs on time. Control cholesterol, BP, weight.

Qn: Are people working on night shifts mo! re vulnerable to heart disease when compared to day shift workers?

Ans : No.

Qn: What are the modern anti-hypertensive drugs?

Ans : There are hundreds of drugs and your doctor will chose the right combination for your problem, but my suggest ion is to avoid the drugs and go for natural ways of controlling blood pressure by walk, diet to
reduce weight and changing attitudes towards lifestyles.

Qn: Does dispirin or similar headache pills increase the risk of heart attacks?

Ans : No.

Qn: Why is the rate of heart attacks more in men than in women?

Ans : Nature protects women till the age of 45.

Qn: How can one keep the heart in a good condition?

Ans : Eat a healthy diet, avoid junk food , exercise everyday, do not smoke and, go for a health checkup if you are past the age of 30 for at least once in two yrs. And work very hardand Enjoy urLife...

[pavalamani pragasam]

Subject: When you re-arrange the letters!



DORMITORY:
When you rearrange the letters:
DIRTY ROOM




PRESBYTERIAN:
When you rearrange the letters:
BEST IN PRAYER




ASTRONOMER:
When you rearrange the letters:
MOON STARER




DESPERATION:When you rearrange the letters:
A ROPE ENDS IT




THE EYES: !
When you rearrange the letters:
THEY SEE




GEORGE BUSH:
When you rearrange the letters:
HE BUGS GORE




THE MORSE CODE :
When you rearrange the letters:
HERE COME DOTS




SLOT MACHINES:
When you rearrange the letters:
CASH LOST IN ME




ANIMOSITY:
When you rearrange the letters:
IS NO AMITY




ELECTION RESULTS:
When you rearrange the letters:
LIES - LET'S RECOUNT




SNOOZE ALARMS:
When you rearrange the letters:
ALAS! NO MORE Z 'S




A DECIMAL POINT:
When you rearrange the letters:
IM A DOT IN PLACE




THE EARTHQUAKES:
When you rearrange the letters:
THAT QUEER SHAKE




ELEVEN PLUS TWO:
When you rearrange the letters:
TWELVE PLUS ONE





AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE:

MOTHER-IN-LAW:
When you rearrange the letters:
WOMAN HITLER

Yep! Someone with waaaaaaaaaaay
too much time on their hands! (Probably a son-in-law)

[Lambretta]

Interesting bout the word-rearrangement PP ma'm! :lol:
Sounds like the 2nd book of Harry Potter where TOM MARVOLO RIDDLE re-arranges the words in his name to spell out : IAM LORD VOLDEMORT!

:)

[pavalamani pragasam]

:D

[crazy]

Subject: When you re-arrange the letters!

AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE:

MOTHER-IN-LAW:
When you rearrange the letters:
WOMAN HITLER

Yep! Someone with waaaaaaaaaaay
too much time on their hands! (Probably a son-in-law)

:rotfl:

[Sanguine Sridhar]

Bananas contain three natural sugars -* sucrose, fructose and glucose *

*combined with fiber.* A banana gives an instant, sustained and substantial

boost of energy. Research has proven that just two bananas provide

enough energy for a strenuous 90-minute workout. No wonder the
banana is the number one fruit with the world's leading athletes. But
energy isn't the only way a banana can help us keep fit. It can also help

overcome or prevent a substantial number of illnesses and conditions,

making it a must to add to our daily diet.

*Depression*:
According to a recent survey undertaken by MIND amongst people

suffering from depression, many felt much better after eating a banana.

This is because bananas contain tryptophan, a type of protein that the

body converts into serotonin, known to make you relax, improve your

mood and generally make you feel happier.

*PMS*:
Forget the pills - eat a banana. The vitamin B6 it contains regulates
blood glucose levels, which can affect your mood.

*Anemia*:
High in iron, bananas can stimulate the production of hemoglobin in the
blood and so helps in cases of anemia.

*Blood Pressure*:
This unique tropical fruit is extremely high in potassium yet low in salt,

making it perfect to beat blood pressure. So much so, the US Food and

Drug Administration has just allowed the banana industry to make official

claims for the fruit's ability to reduce the risk of blood pressure and
stroke.

*Brain Power* :
200 students at a Twickenham (Middlesex) school were helped through
their exams this year by eating bananas at breakfast, break, and lunch in a

bid to boost their brain power. Research has shown that the potassium-packed


fruit can assist learning by making pupils more alert.

*Constipation*:
High in fiber, including bananas in the diet can help restore normal
bowel action, helping to overcome the problem without resorting to
laxatives.

*Hangovers:*
One of the quickestways of curing a hangover is to make a banana
milkshake, sweetened with honey. The banana calms the stomach and,

with the help of the honey, builds up depleted blood sugar levels,

while the milk soothes and re-hydrates your system.

*Heartburn: *
Bananas have a natural antacid effect in the body, so if you suffer from
heartburn, try eating a banana for soothing relief.
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*Morning Sickness:*
Snacking on bananas between meals helps to keep blood sugar levels up
and avoid morning sickness.

*Mosquito bites:*
Before reaching for the insect bite cream, try rubbing the affected area

with the inside of a banana skin. Many people find it amazingly successful

at reducing swelling and irritation.

*Nerves: *

Bananas are high in B vitamins that help calm the nervous system.

*Overweightand at work?*
Studies at the Institute of Psychology in Austriafound pressure at wor k
leads to gorging on comfort food like chocolate and crisps. Looking at
5,000 hospital patients, researchers found the most obese were more
likely to be in high-pressure jobs. The report concluded that, to avoid
panic-induced food cravings, we need to control our blood sugar levels
by snacking on high carbohydrate foods every two hours to keep levels
steady.

*Ulcers*:
The banana is used as the dietary food against intestinal disorders because

of its soft texture and smoothness. It is the only raw fruit that can be
eaten

without distress in over-chronicler cases. It also neutralizes over-acidity

and reduces irritation by coating the lining of the stomach.

*Temperature control:*
Many other cultures see bananas as a "cooling" fruit that can lower both
the physical and emotional temperature of expectant mothers. In Thailand,

for example, pregnant women eat bananas to ensure their baby is born =

with a cool temperature.





*Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD): *

Bananas can help SAD sufferers because they contain the natural mood

enhancer tryptophan.

*Smoking &Tobacco Use:*
Bananas can also help people trying to give up smoking. The B6, B12 they
contain, as well as the potassium and magnesium found in them, help the
body recover from the effects of nicotine withdrawal.

*Stress:*
Potassium is a vital mineral, which helps normalize the heartbeat, sends
oxygen to the brain and regulates your body's water balance. When we are
stressed, our metabolic rate rises, thereby reducing our potassium levels.

These can be rebalanced with the help of a high-potassium banana snack.

*Strokes:*
According to research in The New EnglandJournal of Medicine, eating
bananas as part of a regular diet can cut the risk of death by strokesby as

much as 40%!

*Warts:*
Those keen on natural alternatives swear that if you want to kill off a
wart, take a piece of banana skin and place it on the wart, with the
yellow side out. Carefully hold the skin in place with a plaster or
surgical tape!

So, a banana really is a natural remedy for many ills. When you compare
it to an apple, it has four times the protein, twice the carbohydrate, three


times the phosphorus, five times the vitamin A and iron, and twice the other


vitamins and minerals. It is also rich in potassium and is one of the best



value foods around So maybe its time to change that well-known phrase so

that we say, "A banana a day keeps the doctor away!"

[NOV]

A Couple lived near the ocean and used to walk the beach a lot. One summer they noticed a girl who was at the beach almost every day. She wasn't unusual, nor was the travel bag she carried, except for one thing; she would approach people who were sitting on the beach, glance around furtively, then speak to them.

Generally, the people would respond negatively and she would wander off, but occasionally someone would nod and there would be a quick exchange of money and something she carried in her bag.

The couple assumed that she was selling drugs and debated calling the cops, but since they didn't know for sure, they just continued to watch her.

After a couple of weeks the wife said, "Honey, have you ever noticed that she only goes up to people with boom boxes and other electronic devices?"

He hadn't -- and said so.

Then she said, "Tomorrow I want you to get a towel and our big radio and go lie out on the beach. Then we can find out what she's really doing."

Well, the plan went off without a hitch and the wife was almost hopping up & down with anticipation when she saw the girl talk to her husband and then leave.

The man then walked up the beach and met his wife at the road.

"Well, Is she selling drugs?" she asked excitedly.

"No, she's not," he said, enjoying this probably more than he should have.

"Well, what is it then? What does she do?" his wife fairly shrieked.

The man grinned and said, "She's a battery salesperson. "

Batteries?" cried the wife.

"Yes ...." he replied

[rocketboy]

John Nash's Phd Thesis contains only 32 pages :) . And if you leave out table of contents, bibliography and other relatively less important stuff then it adds upto just 27 pages.

[pavalamani pragasam]

Subject: Born in the 30's 40's 50's 60's and 70's

Hi ! Don't know to how many of you this would be relevant, but a good one ..

TO ALL WHO WERE BORN IN the 1930's, 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's

First, we survived being born to mothers who had no full time maids/cooked
food/cleaned the house while they carried us.

They took aspirin, ate cheese, sweet dishes and didn't get tested for
diabetes.

Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright coloured
lead-based paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we
rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took
hitchhiking.

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.



Riding in the back of a local bus/train was a special treat.

We drank water from the tap and NOT from a bottle.

We would spend hours on the terrace under bright sunlight flying our kites,
without worrying about the UV effect which never ever affected us.

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE
actually died from this.

We ate pastries, white bread and real butter and drank soft drinks with
sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because......

WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back
when the streetlights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.

We would spend hours repairing our out dated bicycle and scooter out of
scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes.
After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

We did not have Play Stations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all,
no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell
phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms........!
.WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no

law-suits from these accidents.

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us
forever.

We were never given BB guns for our 10th birthdays,

we made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it
would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.



We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang
the bell, or just yelled for them!

Cricket League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't
had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They
actually sided with the law!

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers
and inventors ever!

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned

HOW TO

DEAL WITH IT ALL!

And YOU are one of them!

CONGRATULATIONS!

You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as
kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own
good.

And while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave
their parents were.

Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!




PS -The font size is large because your eyes are shot at your age

[pavalamani pragasam]

Why the wedding ring be worn on the fourth finger?
There is a beautiful and convincing explanation given by the Chinese.....
Thumb represents your Parents
Second (Index) finger represents your Siblings
Middle finger represents your-Self
Fourth (Ring) finger represents your Life Partner
& the Last (Little) finger represents your children

Firstly, open your palms (face to face), bend the middle fingers and hold them together - back to back
Secondly, open and hold the remaining three fingers and the thumb - tip to tip
(As shown in the figure below):


Now, try to separate your thumbs (representing the parents)..., they will open, because your parents are not destined to live with you lifelong, and have to leave you sooner or later.

Please join your thumbs as before and separate your Index fingers (representing siblings)...., they will also open, because your brothers and sisters will have their own families and will have to lead their own separate lives.
Now join the Index fingers and separate your Little fingers (representing your children)...., they will open too, because the children also will get married and settle down on their own some day.
Finally, join your Little fingers, and try to separate your Ring fingers (representing your spouse).
You will be surprised to see that you just CANNOT....., because Husband & Wife have to remain together all their lives - through thick and thin!!
Please try this out.............


ISN'T THIS A LOVELY THEORY

[pavalamani pragasam]

Subject: WOMEN VS MEN

WIFE VS. HUSBAND
A couple drove down a country road for several miles, not saying a word.
An earlier discussion had led to an argument and
neither of them wanted to concede their position.
As they passed a barnyard of mules, goats, and pigs,
the husband asked sarcastically, "Relatives of yours?"
"Yep," the wife replied, "in-laws."


W O R D S
A husband read an article to his wife about how many words women use a day...
30,000 to a man's 15,000.
The wife replied, "The reason has to be because we have to repeat everything to men...

The husband then turned to his wife and asked, "What?"

CREATION
A man said to his wife one day, "I don't know how you can be
so stupid and so beautiful all at the same time.
" The wife responded, "Allow me to explain.
God made me beautiful so you would be attracted to me;
God made me stupid so I would be attracted to you!


WHO DOES WHAT
A man and his wife were having an argument about who
should brew the coffee each morning.

The wife said, "You should do it, because you get up first,
and then we don't have to wait as long to get our coffee."
The husband said, " You are in charge of cooking around here and
you should do it, because that is your job, and I can just wait for my coffee."

Wife replies, "No, you should do it, and besides, it is in the Bible
that the man should do the coffee."
Husband replies, "I can't believe that, show me."

So she fetched the Bible, and opened the New Testament
and showed him at the top of several pages, that it indeed says.........."HEBREWS"


The Silent Treatment
A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving each

other the silent treatment. Suddenly, the man realized that the next day,
he would need his wife to wake him at 5:00 AM for an early morning business flight.
Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a piece of paper,

"Please wake me at 5:00 AM." He left it where he knew she would find it.
The next morning, the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AM
and he had missed his flight. Furious, he was about to go and

see why his wife hadn't wakened him, when he noticed a piece of paper by
the bed. The paper said, "It is 5:00 AM. Wake up."
Men are not equipped for these kinds of contests.



God may have created man before woman,
but there is always a rough draft before the masterpiece.
SEND THIS TO SMART WOMEN WHO NEED A LAUGH AND TO MEN YOU THINK CAN HANDLE IT !

[sudha india]

An old man lived alone in Minnesota in United States. He wanted to spade his potato garden, but it was very hard work.

His only son, who would have helped him, was in prison. The old man wrote a letter to his son and mentioned his situation: "Dear Son, I am feeling pretty bad because it looks like I won't be able to plant my potato garden this year. I hate to miss doing the garden, because your mother always loved planting time. I'm just getting too old to be digging up a garden plot.

If you were here, all my troubles would be over.I know you would dig the plot for me, if you weren't in prison. Love, Dad."
Shortly, the old man received this telegram: "For Heaven's sake, Dad, don't dig up the garden!!

That's where I buried the GUNS!!" At 4 a.m. the next morning, a dozen FBI agents and local police officers showed up and dug up the entire garden without finding any guns.

Confused, the old man wrote another note to his son telling him what happened, and asked him what to do next.

His son's reply was: Go ahead and plant your Potatoes, Dad. It's the best I could do for you from here.

"NO MATTER WHERE YOU ARE IN THE WORLD, IF YOU HAVE DECIDED TO DO SOMETHING DEEP FROM YOUR HEART YOU CAN DO IT.

IT IS THE THOUGHT THAT MATTERS IT IS NOT WHERE YOU ARE OR WHERE THE PERSON IS".

[crazy]

Nice :)

[NOV]

An old man was visiting a city for the first time in his life. He had grown
up in a remote mountain village, worked hard raising his children, and was
then enjoying his first visit to his children's modern homes.

While being shown around the city, the old man heard a sound that stung his
ears. He had never heard such an awful noise in his quiet mountain village.
Following the grating sound back to its source, he came to a room in the
back of a house where a small boy was practising on a violin.

'SCREECH! SCREECH!' came the discordant notes form the groaning violin.

When he was told that it was called a 'violin', he decided he never wanted
to hear such a horrible thing again.

The next day, in a different part of the city, the old man heard a beautiful
sound, which seemed to caress his aged ears. He had never heard such an
enchanting melody in his mountain valley. Following the delightful sound
back to its source, he came to a room in the front of a house where an old
lady, a maestro, was performing a sonata on a violin.

At once, the old man realised his mistake. The terrible sound that he had
heard the previous day was not the fault of the violin, nor even the boy. It
was just that the young man had yet to learn his instrument well.

With a wisdom reserved for the simple folk, the old man thought it was the
same with religion. When we come across a religious enthusiast causing such
strife with his beliefs, it is incorrect to blame the religion. It is just
that the novice has yet to learn his religion well. When we come across a
saint, a maestro of her religion, it is such a sweet encounter that it
inspires us for many years, whatever their beliefs.

But that was not the end of the story.....

The third day, in a different part of the city, the old man heard another
sound that surpassed in its beauty and purity even that of the maestro on
her violin. What do you think that sound was?

It was a sound more beautiful than the cascade of the mountain stream in
spring, than the autumn wind through the forest groves,or than the mountain
birds singing after a heavy rain. It was even more beautiful than the
silence in the mountain hollows on a still winter's night. What was that
sound that moved the old man's heart more powerfully than anything before?

It was a large orchestra playing a symphony.

The reason that it was, for the old man, the most beautiful sound in the
world was, firstly, that every member of that orchestra was a maestro of
their own instrument; and secondly, that they had further learned how to
play together in harmony.

'May it be the same with religion,' the old man thought. 'Let each one of us
learn through the lessons of life the soft heart of our beliefs. Let us each
be a maestro of the love within our religion. Then, having learned our
religion well, let us go further and learn how to play, like members of an
orchestra, with other religions in harmony together!'

That would be the most beautiful sound!

~ Brahm,
Opening The Door Of Your Heart
And Other Tales Of Happiness.

[pavalamani pragasam]

:clap:

[sudha india]

Very true.

[pavalamani pragasam]

Female self-esteem

As we grow older, women gain weight. This happens because we accumulate a lot of information in our heads.

And then of course, we get to a point in which so much information doesn't fit in our heads. And then all of that information starts to distribute itself throughout our entire body.

Now I understand it all...
I'm not overweight!!
I'm not fat!!
I'm smart!!
Very smart!!
For all of those great women all over the world..
Today is the International Day of Incredibly Good Looking and Elegant Women, so please send this to someone you believe fits this description.
Don't return it to me though I have already received it and I know I am great. But let's not forget the following...

Life should not be a trip to the tomb with the intention of reaching it with good health and an attractive and well cared for Body. It should be more like a ride on a great water slide, with a big piece of chocolate in one hand and a glass of good wine in the other, with a body totally worn out from good living, and yelling...
Boy, What a Ride!!!!!!
YES SIR!!
WE ARE PERFECT...
Because:
We don't go bald
We have an international day,and a national day too
We can use pink as well as blue
We always know our kids are ours
We have priority in a shipwreck
We don't pay the bill
We are the first hostages to go free
If we are cheated on, we're the victims
If we cheat, the men are the ones with horns
We can sleep with a girlfriend and not be labeled as homosexuals
We can pay attention to several things at a time...
The wife of a President is the First Lady; what is the husband of a female President?
If we decide to do a man's job, we're pioneers
If a man decides to do a woman's job, he's a fag

AND LAST BUT NOT THE LEAST:
We can do everyyyyyyything a man does, AND WEARING HEELS....!!!
Send this to all of the perfect women you know and all men you believe are capable of acknowledging it...
HAVE A GREAT DAY

[dev]

:roll: @ PP mam...

[pavalamani pragasam]

That was a forwarded mail!!!

[NOV]

A Simple Story of True Love and True Care

I was born in a secluded village on a mountain. Day by day, my parents plowed the yellow dry soil with their backs towards the sky.

I have a brother who is 3 years younger than me. I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around me seemed to have. So, one day I stole 50 cents from my father's drawer. Father had discovered about the stolen money right away.

He made me and my younger brother kneel against the wall as he held a bamboo stick in his hand. "Who stole the money?" he asked. I was stunned, too afraid to talk. Neither of us admitted to the fault, so he said, "Fine, if nobody wants to admit, you two should be beaten!"

H e lifted up the bamboo stick. Suddenly, my younger brother gripped father's hand and
said," Dad, I was the one who did it!" The long stick smacked my brother's back repeatedly. Father was so angry that he kept on whipping my brother until he lost his breath. After that, he sat down on our stone bed and scolded my brother, "You have learned to steal from your own house now. What other embarrassing things will you be
possibly doing in the future? You should be beaten to death, you shameless thief!"

That night, my mother and I hugged my brother. His body was full of wounds from the beating but he never shed a single tear. In the middle of the night, all of sudden, I cried out loudly. My brother covered my mouth with his little hand and said, " Sis, now don't cry anymore. Everything has happened."

I still hate myself for not having enough courage to admit what I did. Years gone by, but the incident still seemed like it just happened yesterday. I will never forget my brother's __expression when he protected me.

That year, my brother was 8 years old and I was 11 years old. When my brother was in his last year of secondary school, he was accepted in an upper secondary school in the central. At the same time, I was accepted into a university in the province. That night, father squatted in the yard, smoking, packet by packet.

I could hear him ask my mother, "Both of our children, they have good results? very good results?" Mother wiped off her tears and sighed," What is the use? How can we possibly finance both of them?" At that time, my brother walked out, he stood in front
of father and said,"Dad, I don't want to continue my study anymore, I have read enough books."

Father swung his hand and slapped my brother on his face. "Why do you have a spirit so damn weak? Even if it means I have to beg for money on the streets, I will send you two to school until you have both finished your study!"

And then, he started to knock on every house in the village to borrow money. I stuck out my hand as gently as I can to my brother's swollen face, and told him, "A boy has to continue his study; If not, he will not be able to overcome this poverty we are experiencing. "

I, on the other hand, had decided not to further my study at the university. Nobody knew that on the next day, before dawn, my brother left the house with a few pieces of worn-out clothes and a few dry beans. He sneaked to my side of the bed and left a note on my pillow; "Sis, getting into a university is not easy. I will go find a job
and I will send money to you."

I held the note while sitting on my bed, and cried until I lost my voice. That year, my brother was 17 years old; I was 20 years old. With the money father borrowed from the whole village, and the money my brother earned from carrying cement on his back at a construction site,finally, I managed to get to the third year of my study in the university.

One day, while I was studying in my room, my roommate came in and told me,"There's a villager waiting for you outside!" Why would there be a villager looking for me? I walked out, and I saw my brother from afar. His whole body was covered with dirt, dust, cement and sand. I asked him, "Why did you not tell my roommate that you are my
brother?"

He replied with a smile," Look at my appearance. What will they think if they would know that I am your brother? Won't they laugh at you?" I felt so touched, and tears filled my eyes. I swept away dirt and dust from my brother's body. And told him with a lump in my throat, " I don't care what people would say! You are my brother no matter what your appearance is?"

From his pocket, he took out a butterfly hair clip. He put it on my hair and said, "I saw all the girls in town are wearing it. So, I think you should also have one." I could not hold back myself anymore. I pulled my brother into my arms and cried.

That year, my brother was 20 years old; I was 23 years old. I noticed that the broken window was repaired the first time I brought my boyfriend home. The house was
scrubbed cleaned. After my boyfriend left, I danced like a little girl in front of my mother, "Mom, you didn't have to spend so much time cleaning the house!" But she told me with a smile,"

It was your brother who went home early to clean the house. Didn't you see the wound on his hand? He hurt his hand while he was replacing the window." I went into my brother's bedroom. Looking at his thin face, I felt like there are hundreds of needle pricked in my heart.

I applied some ointment on his wound and put a bandage on it, "Does it hurt? " I asked him. "No, it doesn't hurt. You know, when at the construction site, stones keep falling on my feet . Even that could not stop me from working." In the middle of the sentence, he stopped. I turned my back on him and tears rolled down my face.

That year, my brother was 23 years old; I was 26 years old. After I got married, I lived in the city. Many times my husband invited my parents to come and live with us, but they didn't want. They said, once they left the village,they wouldn't know what to do. My brother agreed with them. He said, "Sis, you just take care of your parents-in-law. I will take care of mom and dad here."

My husband became the director of his factory. We asked my brother to accept the offer of being the manager in the maintenance department. But my brother rejected the offer. He insisted on working as a repairman instead for a start.

One day, my brother was on the top of a ladder repairing a cable, when he got electrocuted, and was sent to the hospital. My husband and I visited him at the hospital. Looking at the white gypsum on his leg, I grumbled, "Why did you reject the offer of being a manager? Managers won't do something dangerous like that. Now look at you, You ar suffering a serious injury. Why didn't you just listen to us?"

With a serious expression on his face, he defended his decision, "Think of brother-in-law. He just became the director, and I being uneducated, and would become a manager, what kind of rumors would fly around?" My husband's eyes filled up with tears, and then I said, "But you lack in education only because of me!" "Why do you talk about the past?" he said and then he held my hand.

That year, he was 26 years old and I was 29 years old. My brother was 30 years old when he married a farmer girl from the village. During the wedding reception, the master of ceremonies asked him, "Who is the one person you respect and love the most?"

Without even taking a time to think, he answered," My sister." He continued by telling a story I could not even remember.

"When I was in primary school, the school was in a different village. Everyday, my sister and I would walk for 2 hours to school and back home. One day, I lost the other pair of my gloves. My sister gave me one of hers. She wore only one glove and she had to walk far. When we got home, her hands were trembling because of the cold weather that she could not even hold her chopsticks.

From that day on, I swore that as long as I live, I would take care of my sister and will always be good to her." Applause filled up the room.

[pavalamani pragasam]

Very, very touching! The pathos is almost cruel!

[pavalamani pragasam]

Worth reading though it is very long.

The Secret to a Lasting Marriage: Embrace Imperfection Deb Graham - Contributor

When I was a little girl, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work.

On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage, and extremely burned toast in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his toast, smile at my mom, and ask me how my day was at school.

I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that toast and eat every bite! When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to my dad for burning the toast. And I'll never forget what he said: "Baby, I love burned toast."

Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his toast burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Debbie, your momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides-a little burnt toast never hurt anyone!"

In bed that night, I thought about that scene at dinner and the kindness my daddy showed my mom. To this day, it's a cherished memory from my childhood that I'll never forget. And it's one that came to mind just recently when Jack and I sat down to eat dinner.

I had arrived home late as usual and decided we would have breakfast food for dinner. Some things never change, I suppose!

To my amazement, I found the ingredients I needed, and quickly began to cook eggs, turkey sausage, and buttered toast. Thinking I had things under control, I glanced through the mail for the day. It was only a few minutes later that I remembered that I had forgotten to take the toast out of the oven!

Now, had it been any other day -- and had we had more than two pieces of bread in the entire house -- I would have started all over. But it had been one of those days and I had just used up the last two pieces of bread. So burnt toast it was!

As I set the plate down in front of Jack, I waited for a comment about the toast. But all I got was a "Thank you!" I watched as he ate bite by bite, all the time waiting for some comment about the toast. But instead, all Jack said was, "Babe, this is great. Thanks for cooking tonight. I know you had a hard day."

As I took a bite of my charred toast that night, I thought about my mom and dad how burnt toast hadn't been a deal-breaker for them. And I quietly thanked God for giving me a marriage where burnt toast wasn't a deal-breaker either!

You know, life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people. I'm not the best housekeeper or cook. And you might be surprised to find out that Jack isn't the perfect husband! He likes to play his music too loud, he will always find a way to avoid yard work, and he atches far too many sports. Believe it or not, watching " Golf Academy " is not my idea of a great night at home!

But somehow in the past 37 years Jack and I have learned to accept the imperfections in each other. Over time, we have stopped trying to make each other in our own mold and have learned to celebrate our differences.

You might say that we've learned to love each other for who we really are!

For example, I like to take my time, I'm a perfectionist, and I'm even-tempered. I tend to work too much and sleep too little. Jack, on the other hand, is disciplined, studious, an early riser, and is a marketer's dream consumer. I count pennies and Jack could care less! Where he is strong, I am weak, and vice versa.

And while you might say that Jack and I are opposites, we're also very much alike. I can look at him and tell you what he's thinking. I can predict his actions before he finalizes his plans.
On the other hand, he knows whether I'm troubled or not the moment I enter a room.

We share the same goals. We love the same things. And we are still best friends. We've traveled through many valleys and enjoyed many mountaintops. And yet, at the same time, Jack and I must work every minute of every day to make this thing called "marriage" work!
What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each other's faults - and choosing to celebrate each other's differences - is the one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting marriage relationship.

And that's my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take the good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your married life and lay them at the feet of GOD. Because in the end, He's the only One who will be able to give you a marriage where burnt toast isn't a deal-breaker!

"Destiny is not a matter of chance, it is a matter of choice. It is not a thing to be waited, it is a thing to be achieved."

[pavalamani pragasam]

If you've learned to speak fluent English, you must be a genius!
Pursue at your leisure, English lovers. Reasons why the English language is so hard to learn:
1. The bandage was wound around the wound.
2. The farm was used to produce produce.
3. The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse.
4. We must polish the Polish furniture.
5. He could lead if he would get the lead out.
6. The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.
7. Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was time to present the present.
8. A bass was painted on the head of the bass drum.
9. When shot at, the dove dove into the bushes.
10. I did not object to the object.
11. The insurance was invalid for the invalid.
12. There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row.
13. They were too close to the door to close it.
14. The buck does funny things when the does are present.
15. A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line.
16. To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.
17. The wind was too strong to wind the sail.
18. After a number of injections my jaw got number.
19. Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.
20. I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.
21. How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?
There is no egg in eggplant, nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple. English muffins weren't invented in England or French fries in France (surprise!).
Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat. Quicksand works slowly, boxing rings are square, and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.
And why is it that writers write, but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham?
If the plural of tooth is teeth, why isn't the plural of booth beeth? One goose two geese, so one moose, two meese? Doesn't it seem crazy, that you can make amends but not one amend. If you have a bunch of odds and ends and get rid of all but one of them, what do you call it? Is it an odd, or an end?
If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught? If a vegetarian eats vegetables, what does a humanitarian eat? In what language do people recite at a play and play at a recital? Ship by truck and send cargo by ship?
Have noses that run and feet that smell? How can a slim chance and a fat chance be the same, while a wise man and a wise guy are opposites? You have to marvel at the unique lunacy of a language in which your house can burn up as it burns down, in which you fill in a form by filling it out, and in which, an alarm goes off by going on.
English was invented by people, not computers, and it reflects the creativity of the human race, which, of course, is not a race at all. That is why, when the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible.

[crazy]

i always thought French Fries were named......coz french ppl ate it...and it were ....adopted by the english :? and others ....later :roll:

[pavalamani pragasam]

Subject: A MAYONNAISE JAR AND 2 CUPS OF COFFEE

Interesting! Enjoy!



A MAYONNAISE JAR AND 2 CUPS OF COFFEE


When things in your life seem almost too much too

Handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough,

Remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee.


A professor stood before his philosophy class and had

Some items in front of him.


When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very

Large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill

It with golf balls. He then asked the students if the

Jar was full. They agreed that it was.


The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and

Poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly.

The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the

Golf balls. He then asked the students again if the

Jar

Was full they agreed it was.


The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured

It into the jar . Of course, the sand filled up

Everything else. He asked once more if the jar was

Full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes."


The professor then produced two cups of coffee from

Under the table and poured the entire contents into

The jar, effectively filling the empty space between

The sand. The students laughed.


"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided,

"I want you to recognize that this jar represents

Your life. The golf balls are the important things-

Your God, family, your children, your health, your

Friends, and your favourite passions--things that if

Everything else was lost and only they remained your

Life would still be

full


The pebbles are the other things that matter like
your

Job, your house, and your car.


The sand is everything else -- the small stuff.


If you put the sand into the jar first," he
continued,

"there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.

The same goes for life. If you spend all your time

And energy on the small stuff, you will never have

Room for the things that are important to you.


Pay attention to the things that are critical to your

Happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get

Medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner.

Play another 18. There will always be time to clean

The house and fix the disposal."

Take care of the golf balls first -- the things that

Really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is

Just

Sand."


One of the students raised her hand and inquired what

The coffee represented.


The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just

Goes to show you that no matter how full your life
may

Seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of

Coffee with a friend."

[MazhaiKuruvi]

French fries origin http://www.stim.com/Stim-x/9.2/fries/fries-09.2.html

[pavalamani pragasam]

Wow! what a long delectable tale of the potato & the French fries! :slurp:

[pavalamani pragasam]

(This incident had taken place in Bangalore- Near ITPL-Whitefield outside south gate parking bay and repeated same week in Koramangala - ring road near Sanyo BPL office timing is late evening )


BEWARE OF PAPER IN THE BACK WINDOW OF YOUR VEHICLE

NEW WAY TO DO CAR JACKINGS


Heads up everyone! Please, keep this circulating...
You walk across the parking lot, unlock your car and get inside.
You start the engine and shift into Reverse.

When you look into the rearview mirror to back out of your
parking space, you notice a piece of paper stuck to the middle of
the rear window.
So, you
shift into Park, unlock your doors, and jump out of your car to
remove that paper (or whatever it is) that is obstructing your
view.
When you reach the back of your car, that is when the car jackers
appear out of nowhere, jump into your car and take off.
They practically mow you down as they speed off in your car.

And guess what, ladies? I bet your purse is still in the car.

So now the carjacker has your car, your home address, your money,
and your keys. Your home and your whole identity are now
compromised!

BEWARE OF THIS NEW SCHEME THAT IS

NOW BEING USED....

If you see a piece of paper stuck to your back window, just
drive away.

Remove the paper later. And be thankful that you read this e-mail.

I hope you will forward this to friends and family, especially
to women.

A purse contains all kinds of personal information and
identification documents, and you certainly do NOT want this to fall into the wrong hands.

Keep in mind- now it will look like a joke till it effects you for your car

Please keep this going.

[NOV]

*Once upon a time two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into
conflict. *
*It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming side by side, sharing
machinery, and trading labor and goods as needed without a hitch. * *Then
the long collaboration fell apart. It began with a small misunderstanding
and it grew into a major difference, and finally it exploded into an
exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence. * *One morning there
was a knock on John's door. He opened it to find a man with a carpenter's
toolbox. "I'm looking for a few days work" he said. * *"Perhaps you would
have a few small jobs here and there I could help with? Could I help you?" *
*Yes," said the older brother. "I do have a job for you. Look across the
creek at that farm. That's my neighbor, in fact, it's my younger brother. *
*Last week there was a meadow between us and he took his bulldozer to the
river levee and now there is a creek between us. Well, he may have done this
to spite me, but I'll go him one better. See that pile of lumber by the
barn? *
*I want you to build me a fence - - an 8-foot fence -- so I won't need to
see his place or his face anymore." *
*The carpenter said, "I think I understand the situation. Show me the nails
and the post hole digger and I'll be able to do a job that pleases you." * *The
older brother had to go to town, so he helped the carpenter get the
materials ready and then he was off for the day. The carpenter worked hard
all that day measuring, sawing, nailing, and hammering. * *About sunset when
the farmer returned, the carpenter had just finished his job. The farmer's
eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped. There was no fence there at all.*
**
* **[image: img201/1381/ footbridgeli3. jpg]* * *
**
*It was a bridge -- a bridge stretching from one side of the creek to the
other! A fine piece of work handrails and all -- and the neighbor, his
younger brother, was coming across, his hand outstretched. *
*"You are quite a fellow to build this bridge after all I've said and done."
* *The two brothers stood at each end of the bridge, and then they met in
the middle, taking each other's hand. They turned to see the carpenter hoist
his toolbox on his shoulder. *
*"No, wait! Stay a few days. I've a lot of other projects for you," said the
older brother. * *"I'd love to stay on," the carpenter said, "but, I have
many more bridges to build." *

[pavalamani pragasam]

How nice, & wise!

[NOV]

[tscii]
This message was forwarded to me by a friend. An excellent response by a true Sardar:

"Hello friends!!

Well, Jayant , my friend, told me the following incident which I wish to share with you. It has had a deep impact on my thinking.

In the Diwali vacation, Jayant and his couple of friends had gone to Delhi.

They rented a taxi for local sight-seeing.

The driver was a old sardar, and boys being boys, Jayant and his pals began cracking sardarji jokes, just to insinuate the old man.

But to their surprise, the fellow remained unperturbed.

At the end of the sight-seeing, they paid up the hire-charges. The sardar returned the change.

Moreover, he gave each one of them one rupee extra and said, (in Hindi, of course), ''son, since morning you have been telling sardarji jokes. I listened to them all and let me tell you, some of them were in a very bad taste.

Still, I don't mind because I know that you are ¡young blood¢ and are yet to see the world. But I have just one request. Here I am giving you one rupee each. Give it to the first sardar beggar that you come across in this city."

Jayant continued," That one rupee coin is still with me. I couldn't find a single sardar begging on the streets of Delhi."

Friends, we all love sardar jokes. But the fact of matter is that sikhs are one of the most prosperous and diversified communities in the world. The secret behind their universal success, according to me, is their willingness to do any job with utmost dedication.

A sardar will drive a truck or set up a roadside garage or a dhaba, but he will never beg on the streets.

[dev]

[tscii]
This message was forwarded to me by a friend. An excellent response by a true Sardar:

"Hello friends!!

Well, Jayant , my friend, told me the following incident which I wish to share with you. It has had a deep impact on my thinking.

In the Diwali vacation, Jayant and his couple of friends had gone to Delhi.

They rented a taxi for local sight-seeing.

The driver was a old sardar, and boys being boys, Jayant and his pals began cracking sardarji jokes, just to insinuate the old man.

But to their surprise, the fellow remained unperturbed.

At the end of the sight-seeing, they paid up the hire-charges. The sardar returned the change.

Moreover, he gave each one of them one rupee extra and said, (in Hindi, of course), ''son, since morning you have been telling sardarji jokes. I listened to them all and let me tell you, some of them were in a very bad taste.

Still, I don't mind because I know that you are ¡young blood¢ and are yet to see the world. But I have just one request. Here I am giving you one rupee each. Give it to the first sardar beggar that you come across in this city."

Jayant continued," That one rupee coin is still with me. I couldn't find a single sardar begging on the streets of Delhi."

Friends, we all love sardar jokes. But the fact of matter is that sikhs are one of the most prosperous and diversified communities in the world. The secret behind their universal success, according to me, is their willingness to do any job with utmost dedication.

A sardar will drive a truck or set up a roadside garage or a dhaba, but he will never beg on the streets.

:clap: :notworthy:

[mgb]

Very true velan :) not only that they are the only community who can crack jokes on themselves and can laugh their heart out when they hear a good sardarji joke.. such a sportive bunch they are :)

[NOV]

Arthur Ashe, the legendary Wimbledon player was dying of AIDS which he got due to infected blood he received during a heart surgery in 1983. From world over, he received letters from his fans, one of which conveyed: "Why does GOD have to select you for such a bad disease"?

To this Arthur Ashe replied: The world over -- 5 crore children start playing tennis, 50 lakh learn to play tennis, 5 lakh learn professional tennis, 50,000 come to the circuit, 5000 reach the grand slam, 50 reach Wimbledon, 4 to semi final, 2 to the finals, When I was holding a cup I never asked GOD " Why me?".

And today in pain I should not be asking GOD "Why me?"

[pavalamani pragasam]

There stands the man tall & high! :clap:

[dev]

Arthur Ashe, the legendary Wimbledon player was dying of AIDS which he got due to infected blood he received during a heart surgery in 1983. From world over, he received letters from his fans, one of which conveyed: "Why does GOD have to select you for such a bad disease"?

To this Arthur Ashe replied: The world over -- 5 crore children start playing tennis, 50 lakh learn to play tennis, 5 lakh learn professional tennis, 50,000 come to the circuit, 5000 reach the grand slam, 50 reach Wimbledon, 4 to semi final, 2 to the finals, When I was holding a cup I never asked GOD " Why me?".

And today in pain I should not be asking GOD "Why me?"

:clap: :notworthy:

[pavalamani pragasam]

Subject: Nice Story

A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He
held up a sign which said: "I am blind, please help." There were only a few
coins in the hat.

A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped
them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote some
words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see
the new words.

Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to
the blind boy. That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see
how things were. The boy recognized his footsteps and asked, "Were u the
one who changed my sign this morning? What did u write?"

The man said, "I only wrote the truth. I said what u said but in a
different way." What he had written was:

"Today is a beautiful day & I cannot see it."

Do u think the first sign & the second sign were saying the same thing?
Of course both signs told people the boy was blind. But the first sign
simply said the boy was blind. The second sign told people they were
so lucky that they were not blind. Should we be surprised that the second
sign was more effective?

Moral of the Story:
Be creative. Be innovative. Think differently and positively.
Invite the people towards good with wisdom.
Be thankful for what you have.
.


" All matters is your attitude
with time sense and not
your aptitude . . . . . . . . ! "
* Never limit your challenges;
challenge your limits . . . . *

[sudha india]

Sure, words matter a lot.

[NOV]

[tscii]A Matter of Perspective

A man raced down the hospital steps one rainy day and jumped into a passing bus with the remark, “What a beautiful day it is!”

The rain was pouring in torrents, it was dreadfully cold and everyone was bemoaning the foul weather.

The conductor remarked, half amused, “You must be mad, Mister, to call this a beautiful day.”

“You’d be as mad with delight”, the man replied with enthusiasm, “If you also had recovered your sight after three years of blindness.”

[NOV]

a story about performance policy and process

Start with a cage containing five monkeys. Inside the cage, hang a banana on a string and place a set of stairs under it. Before long, a monkey will go to the stairs and start to climb towards the banana. As soon as he touches the stairs, spray all of the monkeys with cold water.

After a while, another monkey makes an attempt with the same result - all the monkeys are sprayed with cold water. Pretty soon, when another monkey tries to climb the stairs, the other monkeys will try to prevent it. Now, turn off the cold water. Remove one monkey from the cage and replace it with a new one. The new monkey sees the banana and wants to climb the stairs. To his surprise and horror, all of the other monkeys attack him. After another attempt and attack, he knows that if he tries to climb the stairs, he will be assaulted.

Next, remove another of the original five monkeys and replace it with a new one. The newcomer goes to the stairs and is attacked. The previous newcomer takes part in the punishment with enthusiasm.

Again, replace a third original monkey with a new one. The new one makes it to the stairs and is attacked as well. Two of the four monkeys that beat him have no idea why they were not permitted to climb the stairs, or why they are participating in the beating of the newest monkey.

After replacing the fourth and fifth original monkeys, all the monkeys that have been sprayed with cold water have been replaced. Nevertheless, no monkey ever again approaches the stairs.

Why not? Because as far as they know that's the way it's always been around here.

[NOV]

Buddha and the abuse story
(responding to other people's negative behaviour; angry customers, disruptive kids, bad-tempered bosses, etc)

A tale is told about the Buddha, Gautama (563-483BC), the Indian prince and spiritual leader whose teachings founded Buddhism. This short story illustrates that every one of us has the choice whether or not to take personal offence from another person's behaviour.

It is said that on an occasion when the Buddha was teaching a group of people, he found himself on the receiving end of a fierce outburst of abuse from a bystander, who was for some reason very angry.

The Buddha listened patiently while the stranger vented his rage, and then the Buddha said to the group and to the stranger, "If someone gives a gift to another person, who then chooses to decline it, tell me, who would then own the gift? The giver or the person who refuses to accept the gift?"

"The giver," said the group after a little thought.

"Any fool can see that," added the angry stranger.

"Then it follows, does it not," said the Buddha, "Whenever a person tries to abuse us, or to unload their anger on us, we can each choose to decline or to accept the abuse; whether to make it ours or not. By our personal response to the abuse from another, we can choose who owns and keeps the bad feelings."

[NOV]

The Gandhi shoe story

Mohandas [Mahatma] Karamchand Gandhi (1869-1948), the great Indian statesman and spiritual leader is noted for his unusual humanity and selflessness, which this story epitomises.

Gandhi was boarding a train one day with a number of companions and followers, when his shoe fell from his foot and disappeared in the gap between the train and platform. Unable to retrieve it, he took off his other shoe and threw it down by the first.

Responding to the puzzlement of his fellow travellers, Gandhi explained that a poor person who finds a single shoe is no better off - what's really helpful is finding a pair.

[sudha india]

Nov

All your posts are really good. I read them with interest. Thanks. :D

[sudha india]

Here is something interesting. I dont know how much it is true. But still :.......-


Have a history teacher explain this if they can !

Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846.

John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946.

Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860.

John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960.

Both were particularly concerned with civil rights.

Both wives lost a child while living in the WhiteHouse.

Both Presidents were shot on a Friday.

Both Presidents were shot in the head.


Now it gets really weird.

Lincoln's secretary was named Kennedy.

Kennedy's Secretary was named Lincoln.

Both were assassinated by Southerners.

Both were succeeded by Southerners named Johnson.

Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in 1808

Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908

John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln, was born 1839

Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born 1939

Both assassins were known by their three names.

Both names are composed of fifteen letters.



Now hang on to your seat !


Lincoln was shot at the theater named "Ford."

Kennedy was shot in a car called "Lincoln" made by "Ford."

Booth and Oswald were assassinated before their trials.


And here's the "kicker":


A week before Lincoln was shot, he was in Monroe, Maryland.

A week before Kennedy was shot, he was with Marilyn Monroe.

and Lincoln was shot in a theater and the assassin ran to a warehouse.

Kennedy was shot from a warehouse and the assassin ran to a theater.

[NOV]

All your posts are really good. I read them with interest. Thanks. :D:bow:
the praise should go to the authors whose identities have got lost thru countless fwdg of mails. 8-)

[smith1]

"Knock, knock"

"Who is there?"

"Opportunity"

"Can't be"

"Why"?

"Opportunity knocks only once".

[smith1]

4 persons were travelling in a train. They stuck up a conversation.

The 1st person said " I am a brigadier. I am married. I have 3 sons & all 3 are engineers".

The 2nd person said " I am a brigadier. I am married. I have 3 sons & all 3 are doctors".

The 3rd person said " I am a brigadier. I am married. I have 3 sons & all 3 are lawyers".

The 4th person however kept quiet.

When pressed to speak, he said "I am not a brigadier. I am not married, but I have 3 sons & all 3 are brigadiers".

[Madh@va]

Most selfish one letter word- "I"
Avoid it

Most satisfying two letter word-"WE"
Use it

Most poisonous three letter word -"EGO"
kill it

Most caring four letter word- "LOVE"
value it

Most pleasing five letter word- "SMILE"
keep it

Most fastest spreading six letter word- "RUMOUR"
ignore it

Most hardest working seven letter word- "SUCCESS"
achieve it

Most enviable eight letter word- " JEALOUSY"
distance it

Most powerful nine letter word- "KNOWLEDGE"
acquire it

Most essential ten letter word- "CONFIDENCE"
trust it

[pavalamani pragasam]

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor.
Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.
Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.
When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups and were eyeing each other's cups.
Now if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life doesn't change. Some times, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it."



Don't let the cups drive you... Enjoy the coffee instead !

[sudha india]

Life is Short, so break the rules...

Forgive quickly,
Believe slowly,
Love truly,
Laugh uncontrollably,

And...

Never regret anything that made you smile...

Every Little Smile can touch Somebody's heart

[crazy]

:)

[Madh@va]

Some Wacky Quotes

Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it
seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an
hour, and it seems like a minute. THAT'S
relativity. - Albert Einstein
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The brain is a wonderful organ. It starts working
the moment you get up in the morning and does not
stop until you meet a beautiful girl . - Uzair Sait
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The trouble with being punctual is that nobody's
there to appreciate it. - Franklin P. Jones
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We must believe in luck. For how else can we explain
the success of those we don't like? - Jean Cocturan
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It matters not whether you win or lose; what
matters is whether I win or lose. - Darrin Weinberg
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Life is pleasant.
Death is peaceful.
It's the transition that's troublesome.
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Help a man when he is in trouble and he will
remember you when he is in trouble again.
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Complex problems have simple, easy to understand
wrong answers.
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It is not exactly cheating, I prefer to consider it
creative problem solving.
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Whoever said money can't buy happiness, didn't know
where to shop.
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Alcohol doesn't solve any problems, but then again,
neither does milk.
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Most people are only alive because it is illegal to
shoot them.
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Forgive your enemies but remember their names.
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The number of people watching you is directly
proportional to the stupidity of your action.
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Dont worry that the world ends today, its already
tomorrow in Australia!

[pavalamani pragasam]

:clap:

[pavalamani pragasam]

A local newspaper (in England) ran a competition asking for a rhyme with the most romantic first line... But the least romantic second line.

Here are some of the entries they received.


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My feelings for you no words can tell,

Except for maybe " go to hell"


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Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.

But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty and so is your head.


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Oh loving beauty you float with grace

If only you could hide your face


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Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;

This describes everything you are not


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I want to feel your sweet embrace

But don't take that paper bag off of your face


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I love your smile, your face, and your eyes -

Damn, I'm good at telling lies !


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I see your face when I am dreaming.

That's why I always wake up screaming


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My love, you take my breath away.

What have you stepped in to smell this way

[pavalamani pragasam]

Who is the BEST - Infosys, Wipro or TCS?

One day, three consultants, one from Wipro, one from Infosys and one from
TCS, went out for a walk.

"Why don't we prove who is the best among ourselves?"

Why not, said the other two.

The Infosian said "Let's have a test. Whoever makes this monkey laugh,
works for the best firm".

Being a pure logical strategist, the person from TCS tried to make the
monkey Laugh by telling jokes. The monkey stayed still.

As a more practical consultant, the Wipro guy tried to make funny
gestures... No good, the monkey stayed put...

Now, comes the Infosian. Being the practical guy he was always trained to
be, he whispered something into the monkey's ear, and it burst out
laughing at him ..

The other two were astonished. So the Wipro guy said "OK, let's take
another test. Let's make this monkey cry!!"

So there they went again, applying the same methods as before. The TCS guy
narrated sad stories, the Wipro guy made sad gestures, and they failed
again...

Then, the Infosian again whispered something into the monkey's ear and oh!
It started crying, patting the Infosian's shoulder!

The other two just could not believe their eyes! So the tcs guy said "OK,
you've won twice. If you can win just this one, we will bow to you. Let's
make this monkey run".

and he barked at the monkey and ordered him to run. Of course, it stayed
where it was.. The Wipro guy, true to his type, pushed and prodded the
monkey- still No go.

So...here comes Infosian, again, and whispers into the monkey's ear. The
Monkey just takes off! It runs and runs as fast as it can, as if it was
scared to death!

The other two surrendered.

They Said: "OK, we give up.

You're the best among us, and you work for the Best firm of the three. But
Please, please tell us your secret," they begged him.

"Well", said the Infosian, "The first time I made it laugh, I told I work
for Infosys. The next time, I told the monkey how much I get paid ...so it
started crying.


And then I told that I was here for recruitment! !!

[pavalamani pragasam]

Warning: I generally avoid 'adults only' postings out of habitual reserve. But ...forgive me this once...pathos hidden in comedy!!!


One day there was this little girl and that little boy at the park with their pants pulled down.


The little girl asked the little boy "What is that, hanging?"


The little boy said, "I don't know!"


Then the little boy asked the little girl what is that dale?


She said she did not know. So that night the little girl asked her mom and her mom said, "That is your garage don't let any big trucks go in."


Then at the little boy's house the little boy asked his dad and his dad said "That is your big truck don't park it in any garage."


The next day the boy and the girl had their pants pulled down again and the girl went home with blood on her hands. Her mom screamed and asked, "How and Why?


The girl said, "Nothing to worry Mom. This boy tried to put his big truck in my garage and since you forbade me, I pulled his two back tires off before it goes into my garage."

[pavalamani pragasam]

What is the difference between men and women?

1. A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend. A successful woman is one who can find such a man.

*******

2. Men wake up as good-looking as when they went to bed. Women somehow deteriorate during the night.

*******

3. A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he wants. A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't want.

*******


4. A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't. A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, and she does.

*******

5. There are two times when a man doesn't understand a woman- before and after marriage.

*******

6. A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband. A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.

*******

7. To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little. To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.

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8. Any married man should forget his mistakes. There's no use in two people remembering the same thing!

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9. A woman has the last word in any argument. Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.

*******

10. Women look at a wedding as the beginning of romance, while men look at a wedding as the ending of romance.


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[pavalamani pragasam]

A Nun asked her class to write notes to God.


Here are some they handed in:

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Dear God :

I didn't think orange went with purple until I saw the sunset You made on Tuesday. That was cool.


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Dear God:

Instead of letting people die and having to make new ones, why don't You keep the ones You already have?


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Dear God :

Maybe Cain and Abel would not have killed each other if they had their own rooms. That's what my Mom did for me and my brother.


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Dear God:

If You watch me in church on Sunday, I'll show You my new shoes.


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Dear God :

I bet it is very hard to love everyone in the whole world. There are only 4 people in our family and I'm having a hard time loving all of them.


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Dear God:

In school they told us what You do. Who does it when You are on vacation?


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Dear God :

Are You really invisible or is it just a trick?


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Dear God:

Is it true my father won't get into heaven if he uses his bowling words in the house?


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Dear God:

Did You mean for the giraffe to look like that or was it an accident?


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Dear God:

Who draws the lines around the countries?


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Dear God :

I went to this wedding and they kissed right in the church. Is that OK?


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Dear God:

Did You really mean "do unto others as they do unto you"? Because if You did, then I'm going to get my brother good.


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Dear God:

Thank You for the baby brother, but I think you got confused because what I prayed for was a puppy.


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Dear God:

Please send me a pony. I never asked for anything before. You can look it up.


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Dear God:

I want to be just like my Daddy when I get big, but not with so much hair all over.


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Dear God:

You don't have to worry about me; I always look both ways.


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Dear God :

I think about You sometimes, even when I'm not praying.


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Dear God:

Of all the people who worked for You, I like Noah and David the best.


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Dear God :

My brother told me about being born but it doesn't sound right. They're just kidding, aren't they?


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Dear God:

I would like to live 900 years just like the guy in the Bible.


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Dear God :

We read Thomas Edison made light. But in Sunday school they said You did it. So, I bet he stole Your idea.

[pavalamani pragasam]

A different Love letter and a beautiful reply to it.



A teenage college guy sent a love letter (in Q/A format) to his classmate.

My Dearest Reshma,


Please answer the following questionnaire. For Options

(A) 10 marks,
(b) 5marks and
(c) 3 marks.


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1) Whenever you enter the class room, your sight always falls on me because:

(a) of love
(b) you couldn't control seeing me
(c) really ... Am I doing it?


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2) Whenever professor cracks joke, you laugh and turn and look at me because:

(a) you always like to see me smiling
(b) you are testing whether I like jokes
(c) you are attracted by my smile


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3) When you were singing in the class, I entered and immediately you stopped singing because:

(a) you are so coy to sing before me
(b) my presence influenced you
(c) you feared that whether I'll like your song


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4) When you were showing your childhood photo, when I asked for it, you hide it because:

(a) you felt ashamed
(b) you felt uneasy
(c) you don't know


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5) During trekking, myself and my friend gave you hand for lifting you and you took only my friend's because:

(a) you enjoyed my disappointment
(b) you won't feel leaving my hand after grabbing
(c) you don't know


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6) You were waiting yesterday for bus and didn't get into your bus...

(a) you were waiting for me
(b) you were dreaming about me and didn't notice the bus
(c) that bus was crowded


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7) You introduced me to your parents when they came to college because:

(a) I am going to be your groom
(b) you just want to know what your parents think about me
(c) just you felt like introducing me to them


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8) I told that I like girls wearing roses. Next day, you came with a rose on your head because:

(a) to fulfill my wish
(b) you like roses
(c) by chance you got a rose


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9) On that day, it was my birthday. You too came to temple early at 6:00 A.M because:

(a) you want to pray along with me
(b) you want to meet me before any one could meet on my birthday
(c) you want to wish me at temple because you are spiritual.


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If you have scored more than 40, then you are loving me. Don't delay in expressing it.


If you have scored between 30 and 40, love is budding in your heart and it's getting ready to bloom. If you have scored less than 30, you are in confusion whether to love me or not.


Eagerly awaiting your reply..


Love, Aakash


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Reshma's reply letter was also in Q/A format ........


Aakash ,

Please answer the following Yes/No questionnaire.


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1) If somebody sits in the first row, normally people entering the class, sees them.

(a) Yes (b) No


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2) If a girl laughs and looks anyone, is it love?

(a) Yes (b) No


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3) While singing, if somebody forgets lines of the songs, will he/she stop singing or not?

(a) Yes (b) No


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4) I was showing to my friends (who are all girls) my childhood photo.

You poked your nose inside..... Right ?


(a) Yes (b) No


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5) I avoided to hold your hand during trekking. Couldn't you understand yet?

(a) Yes (b) No


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6) Should I not wait for my best friend (Anjali ) at the bus stand?

(a)Yes (b) No


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7) Shouldn't I introduce you to my parents as a friend?

(a) Yes (b) No


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8) You have said you also like Lotus, cauliflower, banana's flower. Is it true ?

(a) Yes (b) No


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9) Oh was that your birthday. That's why I could see you in temple. I come daily to Temple. Do you know ?

(a) Yes (b) No


If you have answered "Yes" to any of the question, then I am not loving you. If you have answered "No", then you don't know the meaning of Love.


Hope everything is clear to you .


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[Madh@va]

PP maam!! :rotfl::rotfl::rotfl:

[pavalamani pragasam]

:D

[Sanguine Sridhar]

[tscii:4cdfd78883]Dealing with any clients in services is an art. In the case of IT, we primarily deal with American clients. It is useful to know how the English language works with them. Some of us may hesitate to speak to the client. Because we are not confident. When we practice the following tips, we can boost our confidence.

Interactions with American clients - Useful tips

1. Do not write "the same" in an email - it makes little sense to them.

Example - I will try to organize the project artifacts and inform you of the same when it is done

This is somewhat an Indian construct. It is better written simply as:
I will try to organize the project artifacts and inform you when that is done


2. Do not write or say, "I have some doubts on this issue"
The term "Doubt" is used in the sense of doubting someone - we use this term because in Indian languages (such as Tamil), the word for a "doubt" and a "question" is the same.
The correct usage (for clients) is:
I have a few questions on this issue

3. The term "regard" is not used much in American English. They usually do not say "regarding this issue" or "with regard to this".
Simply use, "about this issue".

4. Do not say "Pardon" when you want someone to repeat what they said. The word "Pardon" is unusual for them and is somewhat formal.

5. Americans do not understand most of the Indian accent immediately - They only understand 75% of what we speak and then interpret the rest. Therefore try not to use shortcut terms such as "Can't" or "Don't". Use the expanded "Cannot" or "Do not".

6. Do not use the term "screwed up" liberally. If a situation is not good, it is better to say, "The situation is messed up". Do not use words such as "shucks", or "pissed off".

7. As a general matter of form, Indians interrupt each other constantly in meetings - DO NOT interrupt a client when they are speaking. Over the phone, there could be delays - but wait for a short time before responding.

8. When explaining some complex issue, stop occasionally and ask "Does that make sense?". This is preferable than "Do you understand me?"

9. In email communications, use proper punctuation. To explain something, without breaking your flow, use semicolons, hyphens or parenthesis.
As an example:
You have entered a new bug (the popup not showing up) in the defect tracking system; we could not reproduce it - although,
a screenshot would help.

Notice that a reference to the actual bug is added in parenthesis so that the sentence flow is not broken. Break a long sentence
using such punctuation.

10. In American English, a mail is a posted letter. An email is electronic mail. When you say
"I mailed the information to you"
, it means you sent an actual letter or package through the postal system.
The correct usage is:
"I emailed the information to you"

11. To "prepone" an appointment is an Indian usage. There is no actual word called prepone. You can "advance" an appointment.

12. In the term "N-tier Architecture" or "3-tier Architecture", the word "tier" is NOT pronounced as "Tire". I have seen many people pronounce it this way. The correct pronunciation is "tea-yar". The "ti" is pronounced as "tea".

13. The usages "September End", "Month End", "Day End" are not understood well by Americans. They use these as "End of September", "End of Month" or "End of Day".

14. Americans have weird conventions for time - when they say the time is "Quarter Of One", they mean the time is 1:15. Better to ask them the exact time.

15. Indians commonly use the terms "Today Evening", "Today Night". These are not correct; "Today" means "This Day" where the Day stands for Daytime. Therefore "Today Night" is confusing. The correct usages are: "This Evening", "Tonight".
That applies for "Yesterday Night" and "Yesterday Evening". The correct usages are: "Last Night" and "Last Evening".

16. When Americans want to know the time, it is usual for them to say, "Do you have the time?” Which makes no sense to an Indian.

17. There is no word called "Updation". You update somebody. You wait for updates to happen to the database. Avoid saying "Updation".

18. When you talk with someone for the first time, refer to them as they refer to you - in America, the first conversation usually starts by using the first name. Therefore you can use the first name of a client. Do not say "Sir". Do not call women "Madam".

19. It is usual convention in initial emails (particularly technical) to expand abbreviations, this way:
We are planning to use the Java API For Registry (JAXR).

After mentioning the expanded form once, subsequently you can use the abbreviation.

20. Make sure you always have a subject in your emails and that the subject is relevant. Do not use a subject line such as HI.

21. Avoid using "Back" instead of "Back" Use "ago”. Back is the worst word for American. (For Days use "Ago”, For hours use "before")

22.Avoid using "but" instead of "But" Use "However".

23. Avoid using "Yesterday" hereafter use "Last day".

24. Avoid using "Tomorrow" hereafter use "Next day".

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[pavalamani pragasam]

[tscii:918ab569c1]How To Talk To A Man - Five Secrets Every Woman Should Know

Relationships

Do you know how to talk to your man? Is your boyfriend the silent type, not telling you what he thinks or feels? When you ask him questions and try to get him to open up, does he seem to go farther away? Is he confused about what you want from him?
Talking to men can be difficult if you don't understand how they are wired. Even if your guy is the talkative type, he still may not be good at sharing thoughts, feelings, or sentiments that are of any depth. Would you like to know the five secrets in how to talk to a man? Here are some facts that may surprise you and guide you:

1. You cannot talk to men the way you talk to other women.

Women are almost always ready to share. If you woke your girlfriend up at three in the morning to tell her the details of your fight with your boyfriend, she could tune into what you are saying in about five seconds. Conversely, if you woke your boyfriend up to tell him anything important, it would be the equivalent of a bee sting. He would be jolted, disoriented, and a little mad. He would need twenty minutes to regroup and hear what you are saying.

SECRET #1: Don’t approach men for conversation when they are not in an approach mode. Give them time and opportunity to be able to listen to you. They want to be there for you and give you what you need, but you have to understand that they need to have distractions removed, time to focus on the conversation, and a clear and defined understanding of what you want from them.

2. Men have been programmed for centuries to take care of the family.

When you take any complaint to him, even if you are only crying because your hair came out green instead of blonde, he unconsciously thinks it is his fault. If a man feels he is not taking good care of you, (and complaints are translated into thinking you are not happy with him,) he experiences tremendous physiological discomfort. He hears your problem as HIS failure. Withdrawal is his protection in these situations.

SECRET #2: Don’t misinterpret the silent male or underestimate how much you mean to him. He is highly vulnerable to you.

3. Men do not heal from emotional wounds as well as women do.

Who cares more for their lover, men or women? If you answered men do, you would be right. In general, after divorce, men re-marry sooner than women do, don’t live as long as their ex-wife does, and their suicide levels go up more. When a man sees silence in the relationship, he thinks everything is fine. However, if a woman is not talking, she is probably planning to leave. Only 50% of men in a troubled relationship know there is a problem. The rest say they never saw the breakup coming.

SECRET #3: You give meaning to your guy’s life. You matter far more to him than either of you realize. Be careful and kind with your words.

4. Men relate to other people better by doing activities with them.

Women get a chemical hit from talking. Men do not experience this rush of feeling good when they are talking to someone. They often feel that words get in the way of experiencing the moment. Men get a rush of good feelings when they are taking action or are engaged in physical activity. They also love to share activities with their favorite woman.

SECRET #4: Find at least one activity that you both have a passion for and do it together. This strengthens your bond and gives him a sense of success.

5. Men love routine.

Men take comfort in routine. To change schedules, plans, or even homes, is upsetting for him. He wants his time to be free from turmoil so he can hyper focus and concentrate on taking care of his work, and ultimately, the family.

SECRET #5: Build some loving routines together. You might think that you are both just wordlessly watching TV, while he might see that activity as part of your togetherness. Predictable patterns in your relationship keep him grounded.

The above five secrets can change the level of happiness in your relationship. Add kindness and nurturing, and if you have chosen a good guy, you will have a new best friend. This is how you talk to a man.

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[pavalamani pragasam]

A Desi chap was deeply in love with a pretty foreign girl, whom he wanted.
But he did not have the courage to talk to her in person. So he decided
to go alone and with the help of a dictionary, he wrote a letter of
proposal to her.




HE WROTE :


Most worthy of your estimation
after a long consideration
and much mediation.
I have a strong indication
to become your relation.
As to my educational qualification,
it is no exaggeration or fabrication
that I have passed my matriculation examination;
no doubt without any hesitation and very little preparation.
What do you say to the solemnisation
of our marriage celebration
according to the glorification of modern civilisation
and with a view to the expansion
of the population of present generation.

On your approbation of the application,
I shall make preparation to improve my situation,
and if such obligation is worthy of consideration
it will be our argumentation of the joy and
exaltation of our joint dissimilation.

Thanking you in anticipation and with devotion,

To remain victim of your fascination.


SHE WROTE :


Dear Mr. Victim of my fascination,

Congratulation for your lengthy narration
of course full of affection aimed at an affiliation
for a combination which on examination
I find is a fine presentation of your ambition.

You have passed your matriculation with little preparation,
what about my graduation after a long botheration,
so improve situation in education
and make an application by acquisition
of post graduation and minimum qualification
for the convocation and before taking your photo for circulation
undergo beautification.

Further strict observation of the following conditions is the
regulation for the determination of our relation.

1. Consultation of my parents before approaching for my connection.

2. Communication of your confirmation that you are not a victim
of any fascination and,

3. Procreation must not be your recreation.

In anticipation of a solid action instead of continuation of
paper conversation.

I Remain,

Unaffected by your affection.

[pavalamani pragasam]

Thought 1
When we are born, our mothers get the compliments and the flowers.
When we are married, our brides get the presents and the publicity.
When we die, our widows get the life insurance.
What do women want to be liberated from?

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Thought 2
The average man's life consists of :
Twenty years of having his mother ask him where he is going,
Forty years of having his wife ask the same question;
and at the end, the mourners wondering too.

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Thought 3
A Man was walking down a street when he heard a voice from behind, "If
you take one more step, a brick will fall down on your head and kill you."
The man stopped and a big brick fell right in front of him. The man was astonished.
He went on, and after a while he was going to cross the road. Once again
the voice shouted, "Stop! Stand still! If you take one more step a car will
run over you, and you will die." The man did as he was instructed, just as
a car came careening around the corner, barely missing him.
The man asked. "Who are you?"
"I am your guardian angel," the voice answered.
"Oh, yeah?" the man asked "And where the hell were you when I got
married?"
------------ --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- --------- -
This is the best!!!

Thought 4
Everyone in the wedding ceremony was watching the radiant bride as her
father escorted her down the aisle to give away to the groom.
They reached the altar and the waiting groom; the bride kissed her
father and placed some thing in his hand.
Everyone in the room was wondering what was given to the father by the bride.
The father could feel the suspense in the air and all eyes were on him to
divulge the secret and say something.
So he announced "Ladies and Gentlemen today is the luckiest day of my
life." Then he raised his hands with what his daughter gave him and
continued, "My daughter finally, finally returned my credit card to me."
The whole audience including priest started laughing.... ...... but not
the poor groom!

[Lambretta]

Warning: I generally avoid 'adults only' postings out of habitual reserve. But ...forgive me this once...pathos hidden in comedy!!!

One day there was this little girl and that little boy at the park with their pants pulled down.

The little girl asked the little boy "What is that, hanging?"

The little boy said, "I don't know!"

Then the little boy asked the little girl what is that dale?

She said she did not know. So that night the little girl asked her mom and her mom said, "That is your garage don't let any big trucks go in."


Then at the little boy's house the little boy asked his dad and his dad said "That is your big truck don't park it in any garage."

The next day the boy and the girl had their pants pulled down again and the girl went home with blood on her hands. Her mom screamed and asked, "How and Why?"

The girl said, "Nothing to worry Mom. This boy tried to put his big truck in my garage and since you forbade me, I pulled his two back tires off before it goes into my garage."
:shock: :shaking: :oops:
Shudnt this be in the jokes thread tho? :roll: :?

[pavalamani pragasam]

1. Regular naps prevent old age... especially if you take them while driving.


2. Having one child makes you a parent; having two makes you a referee.


3. Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right and the other is the husband!


4. They said we should all pay our tax with a smile. I tried- but they wanted cash.


5. A child's greatest period of growth is the month after you've purchased new school uniforms.


6. Don't feel bad. A lot of people have no talent.


7. Don't marry the person you want to live with, marry the one you cannot live without... but whatever you do, you'll regret it later.


8. You can't buy love. . But you pay heavily for it.


9. True friends stab you in the front.


10. Forgiveness is giving up my right to hate you for hurting me.


11. Bad officials are elected by good citizens who do not vote.


12. Laziness is nothing more than the habit of resting before you get tired.


13. My wife and I always compromise. I admit I'm wrong and she agrees with me.


14. Those who can't laugh at themselves leave the job to others.


15. Ladies first. Pretty ladies sooner.


16. It doesn't matter how often a married man changes his job, he still ends up with the same boss.


17. They call our language the mother tongue because the father seldom gets to speak.


18. Saving is the best thing. Especially when your parents have done it for you.


19. Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools talk because they have to say something.


20. Real friends are the ones who survive transitions between address books

[pavalamani pragasam]

[tscii:de990b3dc8]Blogging passion of a Spanish grandma!

From ‘The Hindu’:

Madrid: She is billed as the world’s oldest blogger. At 95 years old and with a worldwide following that has seen more than 340,000 hits on her blog, Spaniard Maria Amelia has achieved the kind of status millions of younger Internet chroniclers can only dream of.
Ms.Lopez, who was introduced to the world of blogging by one of her grandchildren eight months ago, has become such a global hit that she receives posts in languages strange and impossible for her to understand.
‘My name is Amelia and I was born in Muxia(A Coruna..Spain) on December the 23rd of December,’ was her first post on amis95.blogspot.com. ‘Today it’s my grandson, who is very stingy, gave me a blog.’
With a mix of humour, warmth, optimism, nostalgia and feisty outbursts of leftwing polemic, she has won a regular readership of people keen to find out just what this Spanish great-grandmother is going to say or do next.’You have to live life,’ the silver-haired blogger said in a post. ‘Not sit around in an armchair waiting for death.’
Her blog tracks not just a nonagenarian’s day-to-day battles against aches, but offers musings on everything from politics and religion to broadband and death.
Among her chief hates are old people’s homes, which she criticizes for drugging their clients so they spend their final days snoozing quietly in front of the TV.
…
Her grandson, Daniel, with whom she lives, taught her to navigate the internet after she pestered him to download biographies of poets and politicians. She likes to read online newspapers, for which she boosts her font size, and stay up-to-date with medical and scientific advances.
The blog was a gift from Daniel, who had no idea what he was unleashing into cyberspace. He has become her chief assistant: Ms.Lopez navigates with the mouse while he types in the words she dictates.When Daniel is not to hand, other assistants pop up on her blog, be they friends or hotel cleaners in Brazil. ‘I love you, grandmother,’ said one Brazilian hotel worker who was drafted in to help.
Ms.Lopez tells stories of her childhood and youth. She recalls, too, the terrors of the Spanish civil war, and how her brother was sent to the front aged just 16- and came back with one leg shot off.
Her dislikes include daytime pill-popping, crude language and telephone companies that are slow to install broadband. Her main loves are poetry, politics, childhood memories, her native region of Galicia, A Jesus Christ who dislikes wealth.
She has readers in Alska, Australia, China and Nigeria…Her fans include Spain’s socialist Prime Minister, Jose Luis Rodriguez Zapatero. A letter from his office is one of many documents that she has posted on the website. ‘May you keep going with this for a long time,’ the Prime Minister told her.
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[NOV]

Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.

The winner was a four-year-old child whose next-door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."

[NOV]

Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot in my life, I stop and think about little Jamie Scott. Jamie was trying out for a part in a school play. His mother told me that he'd set his heart on being in it, though she feared he would not be chosen. On the day the parts were awarded, I went with her to collect him after school. Jamie rushed up to her, eyes shining with pride and excitement. "Guess what Mom," he shouted, and then said those words that will remain a lesson to me: "I've been chosen to clap and cheer."

[NOV]

[tscii]
A lesson in heart is my little 10-year-old daughter, Sarah, who was born with a muscle missing in her foot and wears a brace all the time. She came home one beautiful spring day to tell me she had competed in "Field Day" - that's where they have lots of races and other competitive events. Because of her leg support, my mind raced as I tried to think of encouragement for my Sarah, things I could say to her about not letting this get her down - but before I could get a word out, she said, "Daddy, I won two of the races!" I couldn't believe it! And then Sarah said, "I had an advantage." Ah. I knew it. I thought she must have been given a head start … some kind of physical advantage. But again, before I could say anything, she said, "Daddy, I didn't get a head start. My advantage was I had to try harder!"

[pavalamani pragasam]

It costs nothing but creates much.

It enriches those who receive it, without improverishing those who give it.

It happens in a flash and the memory sometimes lasts forever.

It creates happiness in the home, fosters Good Will in business, and is the countersign of friends.

It is rest to the weary, daylight to the discouraged, sunshine to the sad, and Nature's best antidote for trouble.

It cannot be bought, begged, borrowed or stolen, for it is something that is no earthly good to any one till it is given away.

And if, you meet someone who is too weary to give you a smile--leave one of yours.

For no one needs a smile quite so much as he who has none left to give.

-Author: Anonymous

[pavalamani pragasam]

Tags: caution at cinema hall




Few weeks ago, in a movie theater, a person felt something poking from her seat. When she got up to see what it was, she found a needle sticking out of the seat with a note attached saying "You have just been infected by HIV". The Disease Control Center ( in Paris reports many similar events in many other cities recently. All tested needles were HI V Positive.

The Center also reports that needles have been found in cash dispensers at public banking machines.We ask everyone to use extreme caution when faced with this kind of situation. All public chairs/seats should be inspected with vigilance and caution before use. A careful visual inspection should be enough. In addition, they ask that each of you pass this message along to all members of your family and your friends of the potential danger.

Recently, one doctor has narrated a somewhat similar instance that happened to one of his patients at the Priya Cinema in Delhi.A young girl, engaged and about to be married in a couple of months, was pricked while the movie was going on. The tag with the needle had the message "Welcome to the World of HIV family". Though the doctors told her family that it takes about 6 months before the virus grows strong enough to start damaging the system and a healthy victim could survive about 5-6 years, the girl died in 4 months, perhaps more because of the "Shock thought". We all have to be careful at public places, rest God help! Just think about saving a life by forwarding this message. Please, take a few seconds of your time to pass along.

[pavalamani pragasam]

Who is clever? Teacher or student????? ?????



One Night 4 College Students Were Playing Till Late Night and Didn't
Study For The Test Which Was Scheduled For The Next Day.



In the morning they thought of a plan. They made themselves look as
dirty and weird with grease and dirt. They then went up to the Dean and
said that they had gone out to a wedding last night and on their return
the tyre of their car burst and they had to push the car all the way
back and that they were in no condition to appear for the test.



So the Dean said they can have the re-test after 3 days. They thanked
him and said they will be ready by that time.
On the third day they appeared before the Dean. The Dean said that as
this was a Special Condition Test, All four were required to sit in
separate classrooms for the test.
They all agreed as they had prepared well in the last 3 days.







The Test consisted of 2 questions with the total of 100 Marks.





Q.1. Your Name........ ......... ........( 2 MARKS)



Q.2. Which tyre burst ?........... ....(98 MARKS)

a) Front Left
b) Front Right
c) Back Left
d) Back Right.....!! !

[Lambretta]

:lol: Good one PP ma'm!

[pavalamani pragasam]

:ty:

[NOV]

All I Really Need to Know
I Learned From Noah's Ark


1. Don't miss the boat.

2. Don't forget that we're all in the same boat.

3. Plan ahead. It wasn't raining when Noah built the ark.

4. Stay fit. When you're 600 years old, someone might ask you to do something REALLY BIG.

5. Don't listen to critics, just get on with what has to be done.

6. Build your future on high ground.

7. For safety's sake, travel in pairs.

8. Two heads are better than one.

9. Speed isn't always an advantage; the snails were on board with the cheetahs.

10. When you're stressed, float awhile.

11. Remember that the ark was built by amateurs; the Titanic was built by professionals.

12. Remember that woodpeckers inside are a larger threat than the storm outside...

[NOV]

Why did he cry?
A true story that happened in China

A bus full of passengers was travelling on hilly road.
Midway through the journey, 3 armed thugs was eyeing the pretty woman bus driver. They forced the bus to stop and wanted to have fun with the driver! The woman driver naturally shouted for help, but all the rest of the passengers just kept quiet.

Then a weakly looking middle-aged man came forth to ask the 3 men to stop; but he was instead beaten up. The man was very angry and appealed loudly to the other passengers to stop this uncivilised act but nobody responded. And the driver was dragged by the 3 men to the bushes nearby. An hour later, the 3 thugs and the ruffled driver came back to the bus and the driver is ready to drive off again....

"Hey you, get down the bus!" the woman driver shouted to the man who tried to assist her earlier on.

The man was bewildered and said: "What's wrong with you? I was trying to save you just now and was I wrong in doing so?"

"You saved me? What have you done to save me?" The driver retorted, and a few of the passengers were quietly laughing away.

The man was really angry. Even though he did not have the ability to save her, he should not be given this treatment at all. He refused to get down the bus and said; "I paid for the trip and I have the right to remain."

The driver put on a grim face and said: "If you don't get down, the bus will not move."

What was unexpected was that the passengers, who were oblivious to the barbaric act of the thugs just now, suddenly woke up and in a concerted effort asked the man to get down the bus saying: "You might as well get off the bus, we have things to attend to and cannot afford anymore delays!"

A few stronger passenger were indeed trying to drag the man down the bus. The 3 thugs were smiling knowingly at each other and commented: "We must have done a great job to the lady!"

After much ado, the man's luggage was thrown out the bus window and he was ousted out of the bus. The bus started on its journey again. The driver straightened up her hair and turned the radio to full volume.

The bus was reaching the hill top and will go downhill after a turn. The right side of the bus was facing an unfathomable cliff. The speed of the bus increased gradually. The driver's face was very calm with both hands on the steering wheel. Tears started to swell in her eyes.

One of the thug realised something amiss and said to the driver: "Drive slowly, what are you trying to do?"
The driver said nothing, but the bus travelled faster and faster.
The thug tried to grab hold of the steering wheel, but the bus shoot towards the cliff like an arrow leaving the bow.

The next day, the local paper reported a tragic accident at the 'Tiger Taming Hill' region. A medium sized bus fell through the cliff and the driver and the 13 passengers were all killed.

The man who was chased down the bus saw the paper and cried. Nobody knew what was he crying about and why he cried!

[NOV]

About two years ago my wife and I were on a cruise through the western
Mediterranean aboard a Princess liner. At dinner we noticed an elderly
lady sitting alone along the rail of the grand stairway in the main
dining room.

I noticed that all the staff, ship officers, waiters, busboys, etc. all
seemed very familiar with this lady.

I asked our waiter who the lady was, expecting to be told she owned the
line, but he said he only knew that she had been on board for the last
four cruises, back to back. As we left the dining room one evening, I
caught her eye and stopped to say hello. We chatted and I said, "I
understand you've been on this ship for the last four cruises."

She replied, "Yes, that's true."
I ! stated, "I don't understand" and she replied without a pause, "It's
cheaper than a nursing home."

So, there will be no nursing home in my future. When I get old and
feeble, I am going to get on a Princess cruise ship.

The average cost for a nursing home is $200 a day. I have checked on
reservations at Princess and I can get a long term discount and senior
discount price of $135 per day. That leaves $65 a day for:
1. Gratuities which will only be $10 per day.
2. I will have as many as 10 meals a day if I can waddle to the
restaurant or I can have room service (which means I can have breakfast
in bed every day of the week.)
3. Princess has as many as three swimming pools, a workout room,
free washers and dryers and shows every night.
4. They have free toothpaste, razors, soap and shampoo.
5. They will even treat you like a customer, not a patient. An extra $5
worth of tips will have the entire staff scrambling to help you.
6. I will get to meet new people every 7 to 14 days.
7. TV broken? Light bulb needs changing? Need to have the mattress
replaced? No problem! They will fix everything and apologize for your
inconvenience.
8. Clean sheets and towels every day and you don't even have to ask for
them.
9. If you fall in the nursing home and break a hip, you are on Medicare.
If you fall and break a hip on the Princess ship, they will upgrade you
to a suite for the rest of your life.
Now hold on for the best! Do you want to see South America, the Panama
Canal, Tahiti, Australia, New Zealand, Asia or name where you want to
go?
Princess will have a ship ready to go. So don't look for me in a nursing
home, just call shore to ship.
PS And don't forget, when you die, they just dump you over the side at
no charge!


So will I see any of you on Board a Princess.... Ha, ha.

[NOV]

About two years ago my wife and I were on a cruise through the western
Mediterranean aboard a Princess liner. At dinner we noticed an elderly
lady sitting alone along the rail of the grand stairway in the main
dining room.

I noticed that all the staff, ship officers, waiters, busboys, etc. all
seemed very familiar with this lady.

I asked our waiter who the lady was, expecting to be told she owned the
line, but he said he only knew that she had been on board for the last
four cruises, back to back. As we left the dining room one evening, I
caught her eye and stopped to say hello. We chatted and I said, "I
understand you've been on this ship for the last four cruises."

She replied, "Yes, that's true."
I ! stated, "I don't understand" and she replied without a pause, "It's
cheaper than a nursing home."

So, there will be no nursing home in my future. When I get old and
feeble, I am going to get on a Princess cruise ship.

The average cost for a nursing home is $200 a day. I have checked on
reservations at Princess and I can get a long term discount and senior
discount price of $135 per day. That leaves $65 a day for:
1. Gratuities which will only be $10 per day.
2. I will have as many as 10 meals a day if I can waddle to the
restaurant or I can have room service (which means I can have breakfast
in bed every day of the week.)
3. Princess has as many as three swimming pools, a workout room,
free washers and dryers and shows every night.
4. They have free toothpaste, razors, soap and shampoo.
5. They will even treat you like a customer, not a patient. An extra $5
worth of tips will have the entire staff scrambling to help you.
6. I will get to meet new people every 7 to 14 days.
7. TV broken? Light bulb needs changing? Need to have the mattress
replaced? No problem! They will fix everything and apologize for your
inconvenience.
8. Clean sheets and towels every day and you don't even have to ask for
them.
9. If you fall in the nursing home and break a hip, you are on Medicare.
If you fall and break a hip on the Princess ship, they will upgrade you
to a suite for the rest of your life.
Now hold on for the best! Do you want to see South America, the Panama
Canal, Tahiti, Australia, New Zealand, Asia or name where you want to
go?
Princess will have a ship ready to go. So don't look for me in a nursing
home, just call shore to ship.
PS And don't forget, when you die, they just dump you over the side at
no charge!


So will I see any of you on Board a Princess.... Ha, ha.

[NOV]

About two years ago my wife and I were on a cruise through the western
Mediterranean aboard a Princess liner. At dinner we noticed an elderly
lady sitting alone along the rail of the grand stairway in the main
dining room.

I noticed that all the staff, ship officers, waiters, busboys, etc. all
seemed very familiar with this lady.

I asked our waiter who the lady was, expecting to be told she owned the
line, but he said he only knew that she had been on board for the last
four cruises, back to back. As we left the dining room one evening, I
caught her eye and stopped to say hello. We chatted and I said, "I
understand you've been on this ship for the last four cruises."

She replied, "Yes, that's true."
I ! stated, "I don't understand" and she replied without a pause, "It's
cheaper than a nursing home."

So, there will be no nursing home in my future. When I get old and
feeble, I am going to get on a Princess cruise ship.

The average cost for a nursing home is $200 a day. I have checked on
reservations at Princess and I can get a long term discount and senior
discount price of $135 per day. That leaves $65 a day for:
1. Gratuities which will only be $10 per day.
2. I will have as many as 10 meals a day if I can waddle to the
restaurant or I can have room service (which means I can have breakfast
in bed every day of the week.)
3. Princess has as many as three swimming pools, a workout room,
free washers and dryers and shows every night.
4. They have free toothpaste, razors, soap and shampoo.
5. They will even treat you like a customer, not a patient. An extra $5
worth of tips will have the entire staff scrambling to help you.
6. I will get to meet new people every 7 to 14 days.
7. TV broken? Light bulb needs changing? Need to have the mattress
replaced? No problem! They will fix everything and apologize for your
inconvenience.
8. Clean sheets and towels every day and you don't even have to ask for
them.
9. If you fall in the nursing home and break a hip, you are on Medicare.
If you fall and break a hip on the Princess ship, they will upgrade you
to a suite for the rest of your life.
Now hold on for the best! Do you want to see South America, the Panama
Canal, Tahiti, Australia, New Zealand, Asia or name where you want to
go?
Princess will have a ship ready to go. So don't look for me in a nursing
home, just call shore to ship.
PS And don't forget, when you die, they just dump you over the side at
no charge!


So will I see any of you on Board a Princess.... Ha, ha.

[pavalamani pragasam]

Please read the whole saga.

*Supposedly written by a schoolboy with all original spellings:

The original inhabitants of ancient India were called Adidases, who lived in two cities called Hariappa and Mujhe-na-Daro. These cities had the best drain system in the world and so there was no brain drain from them AncientIndia was full of myths which have been handed down from son to father. A myth is a female moth. A collection of myths is called mythology, which means stories with female caricatures. One myth says that people in oldentimes worshipped monkeys because they were our incestors. In olden times there were two big families in India. One was called the Pandava and the other was called the Karova. They fought amongst themselvesin a battle called Mahabharat, after which India came to be known as MeraBharat Mahan. In midevil times India was ruled by the Slave Dienasty. So named becausethey all died a nasty death. Then came the Tughlaqs who shifted their capital from Delhi because of its pollution. They were followed by the Mowglis. Thegreatest Mowgli was Akbar because he extinguished himself on the battlefieldof Panipat which is in Hurryana. But his son Jehangir was peace loving; hemarried one Hindu wife and kept 300 porcupines. Then came Shahajahan who had14 sons. Family planning had not been invented at that time. He also builtthe Taj Mahal hotel for his wife who now sleeps there. The king sent all hissons away to distant parts ofIndia because they started quarrelling. Dara Seiko was sent to UP, ShaikhBhakhtiyar was sent to J & K, while Orangezip came to Bombay to fightShivaji. However,after that they changed its name toMumbaibecause Shivaji's sena did not like it. They also do not like New Delhi, sothey are calling it Door Darshan. After the Mowglis came Vasco the Gama. He was an exploder who wascircumcisingIndi a with a 100 foot clipper. Then came the British. They brought with themmany inventions such as cricket, tramtarts and steamed railways. They werefollowed by the French who brought in French fries, pizzazz and laundry. ButRobert Clive drove them out when he deafened Duplex who was out memberedsince the British had the queen on their side. Eventually, the British came to overrule India because there was too muchdiversity in our unity. The British overruled India for a longperiod.Theywere great expotents and impotents. They started expotingsalt fromIndia and impoting cloth. This was not liked by Mahatma Gandhi who wanted toproduce his own salt. This was called the Swedish moment. During thismoment, many people burnt their lion cloths in the street and refused towear anything else. The British became very angry at this and stopped theproduction of Indian testiles. In 1920, Mahatma Gandhi was married to one wife. Soon after he became thefather of the nation. In 1942 he started the Quiet India moment, so namedbecause the British were quietly lootoing our country. In 1947,India became free and its people became freely loving. This increased ourpopulation. Its government became a limited mockery, which means people areallowed to take the law in their own hands with the help of the police. Our constipation is the best in the world because it says that no man can behanged twice for the same crime. It also says you cannot be put in prison ifyou have not paid your taxis. Another important thing about our constipationis that it can be changed. This is not possible with the Britishconstipation because it is not written on paper. The Indian parlemintconsists of two houses which are called lower and higher. This is becauseone Mr Honest Abe said that two houses divided against itself cannotwithstand. So Pandit Nehru asked the British for freedom at midnight sincethe British were afraid of the dark. At midnight, on August 15, there was atryst in parlemint in which many participated by wearing khaki and hostingthe flag. Recently inIndia, there have been a large number of scams and a plaque,it can bedangerous because many people died of this plaque in Surat.. Scams are allover India. One of these was in Bihar where holy cows were not givenanything to eat by their elected leader. The other scam was in Bofor whichis a small town inSwitzerland. In this, a lot of Indian money was given to buy a gun which canshoot a coot. Presently India has a coalishun government made up of many parties,left, right and centre. It has started to library the economy. This meansthat there is now no need for a licence as the economy will be driven byitself. India is also trying to become an Asian tiger because its own tigers arebeing poached. Another important event this year was the Shark meeting atMalas Dive. At this place, shark leaders agreed to share their poverty,pollution and population.




BE HAPPY DONT WORRY

[crazy]

PP amma :lol:


British were afraid of the dark.
:rotfl:

[pavalamani pragasam]

Very hilarious it was, isn't it?

[crazy]

very hilarious ....sadly!

[pavalamani pragasam]

Don't feel sad, crazy! Just enjoy the funny part alone. No serious analysis & pondering over such matters!

[crazy]

amma :P

[NOV]

One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her. Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry.

He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was those chills which only fear can put in you. He said, "I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson." Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.

As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid. Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way. He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, "And think of me."He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and
depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.
A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan..

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin. There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: "You don't owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you."

Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.

Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard....

She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, "Everything' s going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson."

[pavalamani pragasam]

A beautiful circle!

[crazy]

pass it on :)

[Lambretta]

:lol: :rotfl: PP ma'm this really made me forget bout my cold & fever today! :ty: :lol2:

Its government became a limited mockery, which means people areallowed to take the law in their own hands with the help of the police.
This is ironically true to some extent though! :|

[pavalamani pragasam]

HI!!! GOOD MORNING .There was a good old barber in KANPUR. One day aflorist goes to him for a haircut. After the cut, he goes to paythe barberand the barber replies:I am sorry, I cannot accept money from you; I amdoing Community Service.Florist is happy and leaves the shop.The next morning when the Barber goes to open hisshop, there is a "Thank You" Card and a dozen roses waiting at his door.A Confectioner goes for a haircut and he also goes topay the barber he again refuses to take the money. The Confectioner ishappy and leaves the shop.The next morning when the Barber goes to open hisshop, there is another "Thank you" Card and a dozen Cakes waiting at hisdoor.A Software Engineer goes for a haircut and he also goes to pay the barberagain refuses the money saying that it was a communityservice.The next morning when the Barber goes to open hisshop, guess what he finds there.....

.scroll down for answer... . . . . . . .. . . . ...(Believe me it's worth it!!!!!!!!!!)...................................

A Dozen Software engineers waiting for a freehaircut... with Printouts ofPass this message mentioning about free haircut

[Lambretta]

:lol: :rotfl: Good one again!

[chevy]

Whenever I'm disappointed with my spot in my life, I stop and think about little Jamie Scott. Jamie was trying out for a part in a school play. His mother told me that he'd set his heart on being in it, though she feared he would not be chosen. On the day the parts were awarded, I went with her to collect him after school. Jamie rushed up to her, eyes shining with pride and excitement. "Guess what Mom," he shouted, and then said those words that will remain a lesson to me: "I've been chosen to clap and cheer." wow

[crazy]

HI!!! GOOD MORNING .There was a good old barber in KANPUR. One day aflorist goes to him for a haircut. After the cut, he goes to paythe barberand the barber replies:I am sorry, I cannot accept money from you; I amdoing Community Service.Florist is happy and leaves the shop.The next morning when the Barber goes to open hisshop, there is a "Thank You" Card and a dozen roses waiting at his door.A Confectioner goes for a haircut and he also goes topay the barber he again refuses to take the money. The Confectioner ishappy and leaves the shop.The next morning when the Barber goes to open hisshop, there is another "Thank you" Card and a dozen Cakes waiting at hisdoor.A Software Engineer goes for a haircut and he also goes to pay the barberagain refuses the money saying that it was a communityservice.The next morning when the Barber goes to open hisshop, guess what he finds there.....

.scroll down for answer... . . . . . . .. . . . ...(Believe me it's worth it!!!!!!!!!!)...................................

A Dozen Software engineers waiting for a freehaircut... with Printouts ofPass this message mentioning about free haircut

:lol: :lol:

[NOV]

This one touches the heart...

Some time ago, I was rushing around trying to do some Valentine's Day shopping. I was stressed out and not thinking very fondly of the weather right then. It was dark, cold, and wet in the parking lot. As I was loading my car up, I noticed that I was missing a receipt that I might need later. So mumbling under my breath, I retraced my steps to the mall entrance.

As I was searching the wet pavement for the lost receipt, I heard a quiet sobbing. The crying was coming from a poorly dressed boy of about 12 years old. He was short and thin. He had no coat. He was just wearing a ragged flannel shirt to protect him from the cold night's chill. Oddly enough, he was holding a twenty dollar bill in his hand. Thinking that he had gotten lost from his parents, I asked him what was wrong.

He told me his sad story. He said that he came from a large family. He had three brothers and four sisters. His father had died when he was nine years old. His mother was poorly educated and worked two full time jobs. She made very little to support her large family. Nevertheless, she had managed to skimp and save forty dollars to buy her children some Valentine's Day presents (sadly, she hadn't manage to get them anything on Christmas). The young boy had been dropped off, by his mother, on the way to her second job. He was to use the money to buy presents for all his siblings and save just enough to take the bus home.

He had not even entered the mall, when an older boy grabbed one of the twenty dollar bills and disappeared into the night.

"Why didn't you scream for help?" I asked.

The boy said, "I did."

"And nobody came to help you?" I queried.

The boy stared at the sidewalk and sadly shook his head.

"How loud did you scream?" I inquired.

The soft-spoken boy looked up and meekly whispered, "Help me!"

I realized that absolutely no one could have heard that poor boy cry for help.
So I grabbed his other twenty and ran to my car.

Sincerely,
Kenneth Lay
Former CEO, Enron

[pavalamani pragasam]

How wicked & treacherous the world is! :argh:Poor boy! :cry3:

[crazy]

:(

[Lambretta]

I hope that guy was just joking! :roll:

[Sanguine Sridhar]

The Stock Market simply illustrated. ... is there a lesson here?


Once upon a time in a village, a man appeared and announced to the villagers that he would buy monkeys for Rs10. The villagers seeing that there were many monkeys around, went out to the forest and started catching them. The man bought thousands at Rs10 and as supply started to diminish, the villagers stopped their effort. He further announced that he would now buy at Rs20. This renewed the efforts of the villagers and they started catching monkeys again. Soon the supply diminished even further and people started going back to their farms. The offer rate increased to Rs25 and the supply of monkeys became so little that it was an effort to even see a monkey let alone catch it.

The man now announced that he would buy monkeys at Rs50! However, since he had to go to the city on some business, his assistant would now buy on behalf of him. In the absence of the man, the assistant told the villagers. Look at all these monkeys in the big cage that the man has collected. I will sell them to you at Rs35 and when the man returns from the city, you can sell it to him for Rs50." The villagers squeezed up with all their savings to buy the monkeys. Then they never saw the man nor his assistant, only monkeys everywhere!! !! -

Welcome to the Market!!!!!

[Lambretta]

Once upon a time in a village, a man appeared and announced to the villagers that he would buy monkeys for Rs10. The villagers seeing that there were many monkeys around, went out to the forest and started catching them. The man bought thousands at Rs10 and as supply started to diminish, the villagers stopped their effort. He further announced that he would now buy at Rs20. This renewed the efforts of the villagers and they started catching monkeys again. Soon the supply diminished even further and people started going back to their farms. The offer rate increased to Rs25 and the supply of monkeys became so little that it was an effort to even see a monkey let alone catch it.
Interesting Sridhar! This part reminds me pretty much of the old vehicle market......Herald cars used to sell here for as low as 4-5k around 10-15 yrs ago......seeing that there were so many of them to be had so cheap around scrapwalas would go grabbing as many as they could find......within 10 yrs their numbers have diminshed so now even with higher offer rates its an effort to even see such a car let alone grab it for scrapping! :lol: :(
Now the same story repeats in case of Fiats as well!

[P_R]

Sincerely,
Kenneth Lay
Former CEO, Enron :rotfl: :rotfl:

[ajithfederer]

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kenneth_Lay


Sincerely,
Kenneth Lay
Former CEO, Enron :rotfl: :rotfl:

[chevy]

This one touches the heart...

Some time ago, I was rushing around trying to do some Valentine's Day shopping. I was stressed out and not thinking very fondly of the weather right then. It was dark, cold, and wet in the parking lot. As I was loading my car up, I noticed that I was missing a receipt that I might need later. So mumbling under my breath, I retraced my steps to the mall entrance.

As I was searching the wet pavement for the lost receipt, I heard a quiet sobbing. The crying was coming from a poorly dressed boy of about 12 years old. He was short and thin. He had no coat. He was just wearing a ragged flannel shirt to protect him from the cold night's chill. Oddly enough, he was holding a twenty dollar bill in his hand. Thinking that he had gotten lost from his parents, I asked him what was wrong.

He told me his sad story. He said that he came from a large family. He had three brothers and four sisters. His father had died when he was nine years old. His mother was poorly educated and worked two full time jobs. She made very little to support her large family. Nevertheless, she had managed to skimp and save forty dollars to buy her children some Valentine's Day presents (sadly, she hadn't manage to get them anything on Christmas). The young boy had been dropped off, by his mother, on the way to her second job. He was to use the money to buy presents for all his siblings and save just enough to take the bus home.

He had not even entered the mall, when an older boy grabbed one of the twenty dollar bills and disappeared into the night.

"Why didn't you scream for help?" I asked.

The boy said, "I did."

"And nobody came to help you?" I queried.

The boy stared at the sidewalk and sadly shook his head.

"How loud did you scream?" I inquired.

The soft-spoken boy looked up and meekly whispered, "Help me!"

I realized that absolutely no one could have heard that poor boy cry for help.
So I grabbed his other twenty and ran to my car.

Sincerely,
Kenneth Lay
Former CEO, Enron Touches or pricks?

[Lambretta]

Sincerely,
Kenneth Lay
Former CEO, Enron :rotfl: :rotfl:
Pardon my curiosity PR but wats so funny bout the name? :? :roll:

[pavalamani pragasam]

All good things come to those who wait.
BUT
Time and tide wait for no man.

The pen is mightier than the sword.
BUT
Actions speak louder than words.

Wise men think alike.
BUT
Fools seldom differ.

The best things in life are free
BUT
There's no such thing as a free lunch

Slow and steady wins the race
BUT
Time waits for no man

Look before you leap
BUT
Strike while the iron is hot

Do it well, or not at all.
BUT
Half a loaf is better than none.

Birds of a feather flock together.
BUT
Opposites attract.

Don't cross your bridges before you come to them.
BUT
Forewarned is forearmed.

Doubt is the beginning of wisdom.
BUT
Faith will move mountains.

Great starts make great finishes.
BUT
It ain't over 'till it's over.

Practice makes perfect.
BUT
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.

Silence is golden.
BUT
The squeaky wheel gets the grease.

You're never too old to learn.
BUT
You can't teach an old dog new tricks

What's good for the goose is good for the gander.
BUT
One man's meat is another man's poison.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
BUT
Out of sight, out of mind.

Too many cooks spoil the broth.
BUT
Many hands make light work.

Hold fast to the words of your ancestors.
BUT
Wise men make proverbs and fools repeat them.



.... and then there is this complicated phrase in English.....

'Two individuals proceeded towards the apex of a natural geologic
protuberance, the purpose of their expedition being the procurement
of a sample of fluid Oxide of Hydrogen in a large vessel, the exact
size of which was unspecified.


'One member of the team precipitously descended, sustaining severe
damage to the upper cranial portion of his anatomical structure;
subsequently, the second member of the team performed
self-rotational translation, orientated in the same direction taken by the first team member.'

Any guess.... what it is all about..........???

Just see below.......









'Jack and Jill went up the hill

To fetch a pail of water

Jack fell down and broke his crown

And Jill came tumbling after!'

[steveaustin]

No one can ever be satisfied with 3 things. They are:

1. Mobile
2. Automobile
3. Girl friend / Boy friend

Because better models will be available in future.

[NOV]

A holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day and said, Lord, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like.'

The Lord led the holy man to two doors. He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in. In the middle of the room was a large round table.

In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew which smelled delicious and made the holy man's mouth water.

The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. They appeared to be famished. They were holding spoons with very long handles that were strapped to their arms and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful, but because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths.

The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering.

The Lord said, 'You have seen Hell.'

They went to the next room and opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one. There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made the holy man's mouth water. The people were equipped with the same long-handled spoons, but here the people were well nourished and plump, laughing and talking.

The holy man said, 'I don't understand.'

It is simple' said the Lord, 'it requires but one skill. You see, they have learned to feed each other, while the greedy think only of themselves.'

[pavalamani pragasam]

Mother





This is a truly BEAUTIFUL piece...do not hurry....
For those lucky to still be blessed with your Mom, this is beautiful. For those of us who aren't, this is even more beautiful.
For those who are moms, you'll treaure this...

The young mother set her foot on the path of life.
"Is this the long way?" she asked.
And the guide said: "Yes, and the way is hard.
And you will be old before you reach the end of it. But
the end will be better than the beginning."

But the young mother was happy, and she would not
believe that anything could be better than these years. So she
played with her children, and gathered flowers for
them along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams; and
the sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried,
"Nothing will ever be lovelier than this."

Then the night came, and the storm, and the path was
dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother
drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said, "Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come."

And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and
the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary.
But at all times she said to the children," A little patience and we are there." So the children climbed, and when they reached the top they said, "Mother, we would not have done it without you."

And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up at the stars and said, "This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness.
Yesterday I gave them courage.
Today, I 've given them strength."

And the next day came strange clouds which darkened
the earth, clouds of war and hate and evil, and the children groped
and stumbled, and the mother said: "Look up. Lift your eyes to the light." And the children looked and saw above the clouds an everlasting glory, and it guided them beyond the darkness. And that night the Mother said, "This is the best day of all, for
I have shown my children God."

And the days went on, and the weeks and the months and
the years, and the mother grew old and she was little and bent.
But her children were tall and strong, and walked with
courage. And when the way was rough, they lifted her,
for she was as light as a feather; and at last they came to a hill,
and beyond they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide. And mother said, "I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk alone, and their children after them."

And the children said, "You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates." And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates closed after her. And they said: "We cannot see her but she is with us still. A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She is a living presence......."

Your Mother is always with you.... She's the whisper
of the leaves as you walk down the street; she's the smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks; she's the cool hand on your brow when you're not well. Your Mother lives inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop.

She's the place you came from, your first home; and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love
and your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can separate you.
Not time, not space... not even death!

PASS THIS ON TO ALL THE MOTHERS & CHILDREN YOU KNOW.
MAY WE NEVER TAKE OUR MOTHERS FOR GRANTED...

Licensed Pirate says: Pass it on to the men also, because they have mothers too....

[pavalamani pragasam]

Glorious Ways to Propose and their replies


1. I wish I was one of your tears, so I could be born in your eye, run down your cheek, and die on your lips.
Reply : I don't mind where you die.. as long as you do!

2. Did you know they changed the alphabet? They put U and I together.
Reply : So, how many times did you fail kinder garten?

3.Are your legs tired? Because you been running through my mind ALLday long.
Reply : Yes, they are. I've been running away from you!

4. Are you lost? Because it's so strange to see an angel so far from heaven.
Reply : How many times have you been to heaven, anyway?

5. Do you believe in love at first sight, or do I have to walk by you again?
Reply : Yeah.. why don't you walk by and just keep walking!

6. What's that in your eye? Oh...it's a sparkle.
Reply : What are you on? Crack or cocaine?

7. Do you have a map? I just got lost in your eyes.
Reply : (too corny.. maybe a disgusted look would enough)

8.You can forget about going to heaven because it's sin to look that good.
Reply : You can be sure of going to hell.. your stupidity will assure you of a place!

9. If I had eleven roses and you, I'd have a dozen.
Reply : So, that's your problem.. simple algebra!

[pavalamani pragasam]

Read Each One Carefully and Think About It a Second or Two

1. I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.

2. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.

3. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.

4. A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.

5. The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them.

6. Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.

7. To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.

8. Don't waste your time on a man/woman, who isn't willing to waste their time on you.

9. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.

10. Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.

11. There's always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to do is keep on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust next time around.

12. Make yourself a better person and know who you are before you try and know someone else and expect them to know you.

13. Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them to.

REMEMBER: WHATEVER HAPPENS, HAPPENS FOR A REASON

[pavalamani pragasam]

To realize
The value of four years:
Ask a graduate.

To realize
The value of one year:
Ask a student who
Has failed a final exam..!

To realize
The value of nine months:
Ask a mother who gave birth to a stillborn.

To realize
The value of one month:
Ask a mother
who has given birth to
A premature baby.

To realize
The value of one week:
Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.

To realize
The value of one minute:
Ask a person
Who has missed the train, bus or plane.

To realize
The value of one-second:
Ask a person
Who has survived an accident.

Time waits for no one.

Treasure every moment you have.

You will treasure it even more when
you can share it with someone special.

To realize the value of a friend or family member:

LOSE ONE.

Remember...
Hold on tight to the ones you love!

[pavalamani pragasam]

A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package. "What food might this contain?" the mouse wondered. He was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap.

Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning : There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"

The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, "Mr. Mouse , I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it."

The mouse turned to the pig and told him, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!"

The pig sympathized, but said, I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers."

The mouse turned to the cow and said, "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The cow said, "Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose."

So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap alone.

That very night a sound was heard throughout the house -- like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey. The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught. The snake bit the farmer's wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital , and she returned home with a fever.

Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient. But his wife's sickness continued, so friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock.

To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig.

The farmer's wife did not get well; she died. So many people came for her funeral, the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them.

The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.

And so, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it doesn't concern you, remember -- when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk. We are all involved in this journey called life. We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another.

SEND THIS TO EVERYONE WHO HAS EVER HELPED YOU OUT AND LET THEM KNOW HOW IMPORTANT THEY ARE. REMEMBER.... .EACH OF US IS A VITAL THREAD IN ANOTHER PERSON'S TAPESTRY; OUR LIVES ARE WOVEN TOGETHER FOR A REASON. One of the best things to hold onto in this world is a Friend.

[Lambretta]

Good one PP ma'm! :clap: :(

[Shakthiprabha.]

Excellent food for thought !

[pavalamani pragasam]

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Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived - happiness, sadness, knowledge, and all of others, including love.One day, it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink. So they all prepared boats and left. Love was the only one who stayed. But when love got very close to sinking, she got worried for help."Help, help! Who can help me?? Richness, can you help me?""No, I can't, there is lot of gold inside my balloon, there is no place here for you." Richness said. "Sadness, let me go with you!""Oh love, I am so sad that I'd prefer to go alone." Sadness replied."Happiness, help me, help me…" Love said.Happiness was too happy so he did not listen when love called him. When love was almost to give up asking for help, suddenly she heard a voice, "Come love, I will take you."The one who helped love was an elder. Love was so happy that she even forgot to ask the elder- his name. when they arrived on dry land. The elder went on his own way. Then love asked knowledge, another elder, the name of the elder who helped her."His name is time" Knowledge said."Time?? But why did he help me?" Love asked."Because only Time is capable of understanding how great Love truly is..."
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[pavalamani pragasam]

Found in another site:


Some months back there was an article on a speech by Mr. Narayana Murthy, in which the esteemed entrepreneur says that "Never before in the last 1,000 years did India receive so much attention as it has been receiving in the last 10 years". And this is how my husband reacted to it:

Even a man on the street can testify that India was great from ages on...Remember the Greek guy who came to India (Alexander) or that Portuguese guy (Vasco Da Gama) or that guy from Columbia (or Spain) who wanted to eat Tandoori chicken and landed on America (Columbus). Also don't forget the strange white traders who taught you (or your forefathers) english and who went back to their home in 1947 (not sure why, but I think there was a naked Fakir who told them to Quit India or some thing).
All these and other people came to India...why? Because they all knew about India..how great it was, how rich it was, how weak it was..... and dreamed about stealing its riches (some thing our politicians are more capable of). Also FYI..India and China accounted for 50% of the world economy before the 19th century.

You may be a great entrepreneur but you should not have skipped the history class for doing your math's homework.

[Lambretta]

:lol: Good one PP ma'm! :D

[P_R]

that guy from Columbia (or Spain) who wanted to eat Tandoori chicken and landed on America (Columbus). :lol:
They have statue of Columbus in a central location in Washinton DC. Was recently there with an acquaintance who cracked a comment that I found hilarious (at least at that point). He said: "..patha bhool gaya bechaaraa !"...Roughly translates to : "...the poor bugger lost the address !" :-)

[pavalamani pragasam]

Comedies in history! Comedy of errors! PiLLaiyaar pidikka kurangaana kathai!

[pavalamani pragasam]

One night a guy dropped his girlfriend at her home.

As they were about to wish each other goodnight at the front door, the guy started feeling a little in the mood.

With an air of confidence, he leaned with his hand against the wall and smiling, he said to her "Honey, would you give me a kiss?"

Horrified, she replied, "Are you mad? My parents will see us!"

"Oh come on! Who's gonna see us at this hour?" He asked grinning at her.

"No, please. Can you imagine if we get caught?"

"Oh come on!

There's nobody around, they're all sleeping!".

"No way, it's just too risky!"

"Oh please, please, I love you so much?!?".

"No, no, and no. I love you too, but I just can't!".

"Oh yes you can. Please?"

"No, no. I just can't" "I'm begging you ... "

Out of the blue, the light on the stairs went on, and

The girl's elder sister showed up in her pajamas, hair dishevelled, And in a sleepy voice she said,

"Dad says to go ahead and give him a kiss, or I can do it. Or if need Be, mom says she can come down herself and do it, but for God's sake and all of ours....

TELL HIM TO TAKE HIS HAND OFF THE DOOR BELL ........

[pavalamani pragasam]

A little boy wanted Rs.50 very badly and prayed for weeks, but nothing happened.

Finally he decided to write God a letter requesting the Rs.50.

When the postal authorities received the letter addressed to God, INDIA, they decided to forward it to the President of the India as a joke.

The President was so amused, that he instructed his secretary to send the little boy Rs.20.

The President thought this would appear to be a lot of money (Rs.50) to a little boy, and he did not want to spoil the kid.

The little boy was delighted with Rs.20, and decided to write a thank you note to God, which read:

"Dear God: Thank you very much for sending the money. However, I noticed that you sent it through the Rashtrapati Bhavan in New Delhi, and those donkeys deducted Rs.30 in taxes ... "

[pavalamani pragasam]

He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home.... suddenly he asked the waiter. "would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee." Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it. She asked him curiously; why you have this hobby? He replied: "when I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea,just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there". While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home. Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story. They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love story , the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And,every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee e, as she knew that's the way he liked it.After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt It washard for me to change so I just went ahead.I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything.. Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life,even though I have to drink the salty coffee again". Her tears made the letter totally wet.Someday, someone asked her: what's the taste of salty coffee? It's sweet. She replied.


Love is not 2 forget but 2 forgive, not 2 c but 2 understand, not 2 hear but 2 listen, not 2 let go but 2 HOLD ON !!!!
Don't ever leave the one you love for the one you like, because the one you like will leave you for the one they love.
Find a guy, who calls you beautiful instead of hot.
Who calls you back when you hang up on him.
Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.
Wait for the guy/gal who kisses your forehead.
Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.
Who holds your hand in front of his friends.
Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he/she cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.
Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "...that's her/him."

[pavalamani pragasam]

[tscii:2174947e07]Don't say you're not important,
it simply isn't true,
the fact that you were born,
is proof, God has a plan for you.
The path may seem unclear right now,
But one day you will see,
that all that came before,
was truly meant to be,
God wrote the book that is Life,
That's all you need to know.
Each day that you are living,
was written long ago.
God only writes best sellers,
So be proud of who you are,
Your character is important,
In this book, you are the 'Star'… [/tscii:2174947e07]

[pavalamani pragasam]

>A Bihari hat-seller who was passing by a forest decided totake a nap
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[pavalamani pragasam]

A blind boy sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign which said: "I am blind, please help." There were only a few coins in the hat. A man was walking by. He took a few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the sign, turned it around, and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that everyone who walked by would see the new words.

Soon the hat began to fill up. A lot more people were giving money to the blind boy. That afternoon the man who had changed the sign came to see how things were. The boy recognized his footsteps and asked, "Were u the one who changed my sign this morning? What did u write?"

The man said, "I only wrote the truth. I said what u said but in a different way." What he had written was: "Today is a beautiful day & I cannot see it."

Do you think the first sign & the second sign were saying the same thing? Of course both signs told people the boy was blind. But the first sign simply said the boy was blind. The second sign told people they were so lucky that they were not blind. Should we be surprised that the second sign was more effective?

Moral of the Story:

Be thankful for what you have. Be creative. Be innovative. Think differently and positively. Invite the people towards good with wisdom.

Live life with no excuse and love with no regrets. When Life gives you a 100 reasons to cry, show life that you have 1000 reasons to smile. Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare for the future without fear. Keep the faith and drop the fear. Don't believe your doubts and doubt your beliefs. Life is a mystery to solve not a problem to resolve.

Life is wonderful if you know how to live.



Each day is as special as you want it to be.........MAKE IT GREAT



HAPPY

NEW

YEAR

2008

[padmanabha]

Kochikkaran kochappu paranju
Kochikkarellam kallanmaaranu
Anganae kochi kkarellam kallanmaranel
Kochaappuvum kallanallae?
Anganae kochappu kallananael avan paranjathu kallamalle?
Angane avan paranjathu kallamanengil
Kochi kaarellam nallavaralle?
Angane avarellam nallavaranengil kochappuvum nallavanallae?
Anganae anengil avan paranjathu
Sathyamallae?
Anganeanaegil kochikarenammarellam
Kallanmarallae?
Angane anengil kochappuvum kallanallae?
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[pavalamani pragasam]

puriyalayE! :(

[pavalamani pragasam]

Let us wait for a good translation to appreciate it fully! :D

[Shakthiprabha.]

Good one :D

[Shakthiprabha.]

Good one :D

[pavalamani pragasam]

An accidental Lawyer


A very successful lawyer parks his brand-new Lexus in front of his office, ready to show it off to his colleagues. As he gets out, a truck passes too closely and completely rips off the door on the driver's side.

The lawyer immediately grabs his cell phone, dials 911, and within minutes a policeman pulls up. Before the officer has a chance to ask any questions, the lawyer starts screaming hysterically that his Lexus, which he had just bought the day before, is now completely ruined and would never be the same, no matter what the body shop did to it.

When the lawyer finally calms down a bit, the officer shakes his head in disgust and disbelief. "I can't believe how materialistic you lawyers are," he says. "You are so focused on your possessions that you don't notice anything else."

"How can you say such a thing?" asks the lawyer.

The cop replies, "Don't you know that your left arm is missing from the elbow down? It must have been torn off when the truck hit you."

"My God!" screams the lawyer. "Where's my Rolex?!"

[pavalamani pragasam]

A woman brought a very limp duck in to a veterinary surgeon. As she lay her pet on the table, the vet pulled out his stethoscope and listened to the bird's chest.

After a moment or two, the vet shook his head sadly and said, "I'm so sorry, your duck has passed away."

The distressed owner wailed, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I am sure. The duck is dead," he replied.

"How can you be so sure," she protested. "I mean, you haven't done any testing on him or anything. He might just be in a coma or something."

The vet rolled his eyes, turned around and left the room, and returned a few moments later with a black labrador retriever. As the duck's owner looked on in amazement, the dog stood on his hind legs, put his front paws on the examination table, and sniffed the duck from top to bottom. He then looked at the vet with sad eyes and shook his head.

The vet patted the dog and took it out, and returned a few moments later with a cat. The cat jumped up on the table and also sniffed delicately at the bird from head to foot. The cat sat back on it's haunches, shook its head, meowed softly, and strolled out of the room.

The vet looked at the woman and said, "I'm sorry, but as I said, this is most definitely, 100 percent certifiably, a dead duck." Then the vet turned to his computer terminal, hit a few keys and produced a bill, which he handed to the woman. The duck's owner, still in shock, took the bill.

"$150!", she cried, "$150 just to tell me my duck is dead!!"

The vet shrugged. "I'm sorry. If you'd taken my word for it, the bill would have been $20, but with the lab report and the cat scan, it's now $150.00."

[pavalamani pragasam]

[tscii:c94e6bfbd5]Don't ask too many questions


After giving a speech at an elementary school, President Bush lets the kids ask questions.

“How come you invaded Iraq without the support of the U.N.?” asks one boy.

Just as Bush begins to answer, the recess bell rings and he says they’ll continue afterward. Half an hour later the kids come back in.

“Where were we?” says George. “Oh, yes—does anyone want to ask me anything?”

A different boy raises his hand and says, “I have three questions: First, why did you invade Iraq without support from the U.N.? Why did the recess bell go off 20 minutes early? And, lastly, where the hell is Billy?”


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[pavalamani pragasam]

Marry with care

Three men were sitting together bragging about how they had given their new wives duties

The first man had married a Bengali girl, and bragged that he had told his wife she was going to do all the dishes and house cleaning. He said it took a couple days but on the third day he came home to a clean house and the dishes were done.

The second man had married a Tamil girl. He bragged that he had given his wife orders that she was to do all the cleaning, dishes and the cooking. On the first day he didn't see any results, but the next day it was better. By the third day, his house was clean, the dishes were done and he had a huge dinner on the table.

The third man had married a Punjabi girl. He boasted that he told her that her duties were to keep the house cleaned, dishes washed, lawn mowed, laundry washed and hot meals on the table for every meal. He said the first day he didn't see anything, the second day he didn't see anything but by the third day most of the swelling had gone down and he could see little out of his left eye.

[pavalamani pragasam]

Some more Laws


LAW OF QUEUE: If you change queues, the one you have left will start to move faster than the one you are in now.

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LAW OF TELEPHONE : When you dial a wrong number, you never get an engaged one.

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LAW OF MECHANICAL REPAIR : After your hands become coated with grease, your nose will begin to itch.

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LAW OF THE WORKSHOP: Any tool, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.

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LAW OF THE ALIBI: If you tell the boss you were late for work because you had a flat tire, the next morning you will have a flat tire.

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BATH THEOREM : When the body is immersed in water, the telephone rings.

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LAW OF ENCOUNTERS: The probability of meeting someone you know increases when you are with someone you don't want to be seen with.

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LAW OF THE RESULT: When you try to prove to someone that a machine won't work, it will!

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LAW OF BIOMECHANICS : The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the reach.

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THEATRE RULE: People with the seats at the furthest from the aisle arrive last.

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LAW OF COFFEE: As soon as you sit down for a cup of hot coffee, your boss will ask you to do something which will last until the coffee is cold .

[pavalamani pragasam]

Fortune teller


A young man went to a fortuneteller. Gazing into her crystal ball, the old lady asked, "What is your dream, young man? What do you want to do with your life?"
"I want to become a great writer."
"How do you define great?" she asked.
"I want to write things that the whole world will read, things that people will react to on a truly emotional level, things that will make them scream, cry, wail, howl in pain, desperation and anger."
The fortune teller reassured him, "It will be so."

He now works for Microsoft.... writing error messages

[pavalamani pragasam]

Flying with a Parrot


On reaching his plane seat a man is surprised to see a parrot strapped in next to him. He asks the stewardess for a coffee where upon the parrot squawks "And get me a whisky you cow!" The stewardess, flustered, brings back a whisky for the parrot and forgets the coffee.

When this omission is pointed out to her the parrot drains its glass and bawls "And get me another whisky you idiot". Quite upset, the girl comes back shaking with another whisky but still no coffee.

Unaccustomed to such slackness the man tries the parrot's approach "I've asked you twice for a coffee, go and get it now or I'll kick you".

The next moment, both he and the parrot have been wrenched up and thrown out of the emergency exit by two burly stewards. Plunging downwards the parrot turns to him and says "For someone who can't fly, you complain too much!"

[mgb]

PP.. i guess you are posting the ones you have to post in jokes thread here :?

[pavalamani pragasam]

This thread is preferred by me for such interesting anecdotes!

[pavalamani pragasam]

The Greek Philosopher Socrates was widely respected
for his wisdom.

Plato asked scorate, " I want to tell you something about your student"

Wait a moment," Socrates replied,
"Before you tell me I'd like you to pass a little test.

It's called the Triple Filter Test".

"Triple filter?"

That's right," Socrates continued.
"Before you talk to me about my student let's
take a moment to filter what you're going to say.

The first Filter is Truth. Have you made absolutely
sure that what you are about to tell me is true?"

"No," the man said, "actually I just heard about it and..."

"All right," said Socrates. "So you don't really know if
it's true or not.

Now let's try the second filter, the Filter of Goodness.
Is what you are about to tell me about my student
something good?"

"No, on the contrary..."

"So," Socrates continued,
"you want to tell me something bad about him,
even though you're not certain it's true?"

The man shrugged, a little embarrassed.

Socrates continued. "You may still pass the test though,
because there is a third filter - the Filter of usefulness.
Is what you want to tell me about my
student going to be useful to me?"

"No, not really..."

"Well," concluded Socrates,
"if what you want to tell me is neither True,
nor Good, nor even Useful, why tell it to me at all?"
The man was defeated and ashamed.

This is the reason Socrates was a great philosopher
and held in such high esteem.

Triple filter test has some limits but it is good to
try on several occasions

[NOV]

This is the reason Socrates was a great philosopher
and held in such high esteem..... and that is also the reason why he never found out of his wife's affair with his neighbour. :lol2:

[pavalamani pragasam]

ithu enna puthu kathaiyaa irukku? :roll: anthammaa avaru thalaiyila thaNNiya kotti, 'idi idichathu aduthu mazai penjathu' famous dialogue kaaraNamaa iruntha nonthupOna poNdaattinnuthaana ninaichEn! ippO yaaru paavam-nnu theriyalaiyE! :(

[Shakthiprabha.]

"Before you talk to me about my student let's
take a moment to filter what you're going to say.

The first Filter is Truth. Have you made absolutely
sure that what you are about to tell me is true?"

Is what you are about to tell me about my student
something good?"

Is what you want to tell me about my
student going to be useful to me?"


"if what you want to tell me is neither True,
nor Good, nor even Useful, why tell it to me at all?"



Ive read that pp maam!

and LOVED IT!

ITS A WOW thing to remember and follow.

Then we would realise, most of what we talk , (90 PERCENT) is just garbage :)

[Shakthiprabha.]

This is the reason Socrates was a great philosopher
and held in such high esteem..... and that is also the reason why he never found out of his wife's affair with his neighbour. :lol2:

:shock: :(

and ITS RIDICULOUS for u laugh about it nov :evil:

[Shakthiprabha.]

ithu enna puthu kathaiyaa irukku? :roll: anthammaa avaru thalaiyila thaNNiya kotti, 'idi idichathu aduthu mazai penjathu' famous dialogue kaaraNamaa iruntha nonthupOna poNdaattinnuthaana ninaichEn! ippO yaaru paavam-nnu theriyalaiyE! :(

rendu perum thaan!

[NOV]

and ITS RIDICULOUS for u laugh about it nov :evil:passage of time SP, time heals everything... :roll:

[Shakthiprabha.]

and ITS RIDICULOUS for u laugh about it nov :evil:passage of time SP, time heals everything... :roll:

I suppose so :) dunno

[pavalamani pragasam]

Healed by time or not, it still is something serious, certainly not ridiculous! :shock:

[NOV]

serious? :shock: not after so long....

i'd call it irony :)

[pavalamani pragasam]

Is the story authentic? I pity the fellow! As a child got very inspired by Sivaji's dialogue as Socrates: 'ethaiyum En ethaRku...' with his brave facing of poison. What an irony all great people have not-so-happy personal life! :(

[NOV]

have no idea. he was much before my time. :P


It also explains why he never found out that Plato was having an affair with his wife.

http://www.berro.com/joke/socrates_logic_tests_truth_goodness_
usefulness_plato_affair_philosophy_greek.htm

http://www.theologyweb.com/campus/showthread.php?t=61403

[pavalamani pragasam]

And Plato is known as his best follower! :(

[pavalamani pragasam]

[tscii]
LPO



On the morning of New Year’s Eve, while I am loafing on Main Street, in Surat, I meet an old friend of mine.





“Hi!” I say.





“Hi,” he says, “where to?”





“Aimless loitering,” I say, “And you?”





“I’m going to work.”



“Work? This early? I thought your shift starts in the evening, or late at night. You work at a call center don’t you?”



“Not now. I quit. I’m on my own now.”



“On your own? What do you do?”



“LPO.”



“LPO? What’s that?”



“Life Process Outsourcing.”



“Life Process Outsourcing? Never heard of it!”



“You’ve heard of Business Process Outsourcing haven’t you?”



“BPO? Outsourcing non-core business activities and functions?”



“Precisely. LPO is similar to BPO. There it’s Business Processes that are outsourced, here it’s Life Processes.”



“Life Processes? Outsourced?”



“Why don’t you come along with me? I’ll show you.”



Soon we are in his office. It looks like a mini call center.



A young attractive girl welcomes us. “Meet Rita, my Manager,” my friend says, and introduces us.



Rita looks distraught, and says to my friend, “I’m not feeling well. Must be viral fever.”



“No problem. My friend here will stand in.”



“What? I don’t have a clue about all this LPO thing!” I protest.



“There’s nothing like learning on the job! Rita will show you.”



“It’s simple,” Rita says, in a hurry. “See the console. You just press the appropriate switch and route the call to the appropriate person or agency.” And with these words she disappears. It’s the shortest training I have ever had in my life.



And so I plunge into the world of Life Process Outsourcing; or LPO as they call it.



It’s all very simple. Working people don’t seem to have time these days, but they have lots of money; especially those double income couples, IT nerds, MBA hot shots, finance wizards; just about everybody in the modern rat race. ‘Non-core Life Activities’, for which they neither have the inclination or the time – outsource them; so you can maximize your work-time to rake in the money and make a fast climb up the ladder of success.



“My daughter’s puked in her school. They want someone to pick her up and take her home. I’m busy in a shoot and just can’t leave,” a creative ad agency type says.



“Why don’t you tell your husband?” I say.



“Are you crazy or something? I’m a single mother.”



“Sorry ma’am. I didn’t know. My sympathies and condolences.”



“Condolences? Who’s this? Is this LPO?”



“Yes ma’am,” I say, press the button marked ‘children’ and transfer the call, hoping I have made the right choice. Maybe I should have pressed ‘doctor’.



Nothing happens for the next few moments. I breathe a sigh of relief.



A yuppie wants his grandmother to be taken to a movie. I press the ‘movies’ button. ‘Movies’ transfers the call back, “Hey, this is for movie tickets; try ‘escort services’. He wants the old hag escorted to the movies.”



‘Escort Services’ are in high demand. These guys and girls, slogging in their offices minting money, want escort services for their kith and kin for various non-core family processes like shopping, movies, eating out, sight seeing, marriages, funerals, all types of functions; even going to art galleries, book fairs, exhibitions, zoos, museums or even a walk in the nearby garden.



A father wants someone to read bedtime stories to his small son while he works late. A busy couple wants proxy stand-in ‘parents’ at the school PTA meeting. An investment banker rings up from Singapore; he wants his mother to be taken to pray in a temple at a certain time on a specific day.

Someone wants his kids to be taken for a swim, brunch, a play and browsing books and music.



An IT project manager wants someone to motivate and pep-talk her husband, who’s been recently sacked, and is cribbing away at home demoralized. He desperately needs someone to talk to, unburden himself, but the wife is busy – she neither has the time nor the inclination to take a few days off to boost the morale of her depressed husband when there are deadlines to be met at work and so much is at stake.



The things they want outsourced range from the mundane to the bizarre; life processes that one earlier enjoyed and took pride in doing or did as one’s sacred duty are considered ‘non-core life activities’ now-a-days by these highfalutin people.



At the end of the day I feel illuminated on this novel concept of Life Process Outsourcing, and I am about to leave, when suddenly a call comes in.



“LPO?” a man asks softly.



“Yes, this is LPO. May I help you?” I say.



“I’m speaking from Frankfurt Airport. I really don’t know if I can ask this?” he says nervously.



“Please go ahead and feel free to ask anything you desire, Sir. We do everything.”



“Everything?”



“Yes, Sir. Anything and everything!” I say.



“I don’t know how to say this. This is the first time I’m asking. You see, I am working 24/7 on an important project for the last few months. I’m globetrotting abroad and can’t make it there. Can you please arrange for someone suitable to take my wife out to the New Year’s Eve Dance?”



I am taken aback but quickly recover, “Yes, Sir.”



“Please send someone really good, an excellent dancer, and make sure she enjoys and has a good time. She loves dancing and I just haven’t had the time.”



“Of course, Sir.”



“And I told you – I’ve been away abroad for quite some time now and I’ve got to stay out here till I complete the project.”



“I know. Work takes top priority.”



“My wife. She’s been lonely. She desperately needs some love. Do you have someone with a loving and caring nature who can give her some love? I just don’t have the time. You understand what I’m saying, don’t you?”



I let the words sink in. This is one call I am not going to transfer. “Please give me the details, Sir,” I say softly into the mike.



As I walk towards my destination with a spring in my step, I feel truly enlightened.



Till this moment, I never knew that ‘love’ was a non-core life process worthy of outsourcing.



Long Live Life Process Outsourcing!

[Shakthiprabha.]

Good post!

I wish this is forwarded to every workaholic around !

Instead of reflecting they may resort trying for LPO infact, but atleast you find a solution dont u!

[Shakthiprabha.]

have no idea. he was much before my time. :P


It also explains why he never found out that Plato was having an affair with his wife.

http://www.berro.com/joke/socrates_logic_tests_truth_goodness_
usefulness_plato_affair_philosophy_greek.htm

http://www.theologyweb.com/campus/showthread.php?t=61403

Could not view the page nov :?

[Lambretta]

Good post!

I wish this is forwarded to every workaholic around !
KK 'ka, do u seriously mean EVERY workaholic? Then I guess I know whoz the FIRST one u forwarded it to..... :wink: :|


Instead of reflecting they may resort trying for LPO infact, but atleast you find a solution dont u!
If at all this can be called a solution! :roll: :lol: :|

[pavalamani pragasam]

A white woman, about 50 years old, was seated next to a black man.
Obviously disturbed by this, she called the air Hostess. "Madam, what is the matter," the hostess asked. "You obviously do not see it then?" she responded. "You placed me next to a black man. I do not agree to sit next to someone from such a repugnant group. Give me an alternative seat."
"Be calm please," the hostess replied. "Almost all the places on this Flight is taken.

I will go to see if another place is available." The Hostess went away and t hen came back a few minutes later. "Madam, Just as I thought, there are no other available seats in the economy class. I spoke to the captain and he informed me that there is a seat in the business class.


All the same, we still have one place in the first class." Before the woman could say anything, the hostess continued: "It is not Usual for our company to permit someone from the economy class to sit in the first class.

However, given the circumstances, the captain feels that it would be scandalous to make someone sit next to someone so disgusting." She turned to the black guy, and said, "Therefore, Sir, if you would like to, please collect your hand luggage, a seat awaits you in first class."


At that moment, the other passengers who were shocked by what they had just witnessed stood up and applauded.

This incident is reportedly true and has unfolded in a British Airways flight from Johannesburg to London. While it is indeed very heartening to note that racism is looked down upon in Europe as well, it is amusing to hear of racist tag being attached to Harbhajan our very own Indian- a man from the land of the Mahatma.

I have heard of Indians being victims of racial discrimination and this is the first time that an Indian is accused of this anti social behaviour!!

A true champion is he who wins deservingly and loses gracefully- Australian cricket pls note.

[pavalamani pragasam]

A white woman, about 50 years old, was seated next to a black man.
Obviously disturbed by this, she called the air Hostess. "Madam, what is the matter," the hostess asked. "You obviously do not see it then?" she responded. "You placed me next to a black man. I do not agree to sit next to someone from such a repugnant group. Give me an alternative seat."
"Be calm please," the hostess replied. "Almost all the places on this Flight is taken.

I will go to see if another place is available." The Hostess went away and t hen came back a few minutes later. "Madam, Just as I thought, there are no other available seats in the economy class. I spoke to the captain and he informed me that there is a seat in the business class.


All the same, we still have one place in the first class." Before the woman could say anything, the hostess continued: "It is not Usual for our company to permit someone from the economy class to sit in the first class.

However, given the circumstances, the captain feels that it would be scandalous to make someone sit next to someone so disgusting." She turned to the black guy, and said, "Therefore, Sir, if you would like to, please collect your hand luggage, a seat awaits you in first class."


At that moment, the other passengers who were shocked by what they had just witnessed stood up and applauded.

This incident is reportedly true and has unfolded in a British Airways flight from Johannesburg to London. While it is indeed very heartening to note that racism is looked down upon in Europe as well, it is amusing to hear of racist tag being attached to Harbhajan our very own Indian- a man from the land of the Mahatma.

I have heard of Indians being victims of racial discrimination and this is the first time that an Indian is accused of this anti social behaviour!!

A true champion is he who wins deservingly and loses gracefully- Australian cricket pls note.

[pavalamani pragasam]

Dr. Kalam's message

Do you have 10 minutes? Allow me to come back with a vengeance. Got 10 minutes for your country? If yes, then read; otherwise, choice is yours.

YOU say that our government is inefficient.
YOU say that our laws are too old.
YOU say that the municipality does not pick up the garbage.
YOU say that the phones don't work, the railways are a joke, the airline is the worst in the world, mails never reach their destination.
YOU say that our country has been fed to the dogs and is the absolute pits.
YOU say, say and say.

What do YOU do about it? Take a person on his way to Singapore. Give him a name - YOURS.

Give him a face - YOURS. YOU walk out of the airport and you are at your International best.

In Singapore you don't throw cigarette butts on the roads or eat in the stores. YOU are as proud of their Underground Links as they are. You pay $5(approx. Rs.60) to drive through Orchard Road (equivalent of Mahim Causeway or Pedder Road) between 5 PM and 8 PM. YOU come back to the parking lot to punch your parking ticket if you have over stayed in a restaurant or a shopping mall irrespective of your status identity. In Singapore you don't say anything, DO YOU? YOU wouldn't dare to eat in public during Ramadan, in Dubai. YOU would not dare to go out without your head covered in Jeddah. YOU would not dare to buy an employee of the telephone exchange in London at 10 pounds (Rs.650) a month to, "see to it that my STD and ISD calls are billed to someone else."

YOU would not dare to speed beyond 55 mph (88 km/h) in Washington and then tell the traffic cop, "Jaanta hai sala main kaun hoon (Do you know who I am?). I am so and so's son. Take your two bucks and get lost." YOU wouldn't chuck an empty coconut shell anywhere other than the garbage pail on the beaches in Australia and New Zealand. Why don't YOU spit Paan on the streets of Tokyo? Why don't YOU use examination jockeys or buy fake certificates in Boston? We are still talking of the same YOU. YOU who can respect and conform to a foreign system in other countries but cannot in your own. You who will throw papers and cigarettes on the road the moment you touch Indian ground. If you can be an involved and appreciative citizen in an alien country, why cannot you be the same here in India?

-APJ Abdul Kalam

[pavalamani pragasam]

Determination



In 1883, a creative engineer named John Roebling was inspired by an idea to build a spectacular bridge connecting New York with the Long Island. However bridge building experts throughout the world thought that this was an impossible feat and told Roebling to forget the idea. It just could not be done. It was not practical. It had never been done before.
Roebling could not ignore the vision he had in his mind of this bridge. He thought about it all the time and he knew deep in his heart that it could be done. He just had to share the dream with someone else. After much discussion and persuasion he managed to convince his son Washington, an up and coming engineer, that the bridge in fact could be built.
Working together for the first time, the father and son developed concepts of how it could be accomplished and how the obstacles could be overcome. With great excitement and inspiration, and the headiness of a wild challenge before them, they hired their crew and began to build their dream bridge.
The project started well, but when it was only a few months underway a tragic accident on the site took the life of John Roebling. Washington was injured and left with a certain amount of brain damage, which resulted in him not being able to walk or talk or even move.

"We told them so."
"Crazy men and their crazy dreams."
"It`s foolish to chase wild visions."
Everyone had a negative comment to make and felt that the project should be scrapped since the Roeblings were the only ones who knew how the bridge could be built. In spite of his handicap Washington was never discouraged and still had a burning desire to complete the bridge and his mind was still as sharp as ever.
He tried to inspire and pass on his enthusiasm to some of his friends, but they were too daunted by the task. As he lay on his bed in his hospital room, with the sunlight streaming through the windows, a gentle breeze blew the flimsy white curtains apart and he was able to see the sky and the tops of the trees outside for just a moment.
It seemed that there was a message for him not to give up. Suddenly an idea hit him. All he could do was move one finger and he decided to make the best use of it. By moving this, he slowly developed a code of communication with his wife.
He touched his wife's arm with that finger, indicating to her that he wanted her to call the engineers again. Then he used the same method of tapping her arm to tell the engineers what to do. It seemed foolish but the project was under way again.
For 13 years Washington tapped out his instructions with his finger on his wife's arm, until the bridge was finally completed. Today the spectacular Brooklyn Bridge stands in all its glory as a tribute to the triumph of one man's indomitable spirit and his determination not to be defeated by circumstances. It is also a tribute to the engineers and their team work, and to their faith in a man who was considered mad by half the world. It stands too as a tangible monument to the love and devotion of his wife who for 13 long years patiently decoded the messages of her husband and told the engineers what to do.
Perhaps this is one of the best examples of a never-say-die attitude that overcomes a terrible physical handicap and achieves an impossible goal.
Often when we face obstacles in our day-to-day life, our hurdles seem very small in comparison to what many others have to face. The Brooklyn Bridge shows us that dreams that seem impossible can be realised with determination and persistence, no matter what the odds are.
Even the most distant dream can be realized with determination and persistence.

[pavalamani pragasam]

Cricket in Heaven


Sachin Tendulkar and Sourav Ganguly, now pretty old guys, 75 and 80 years
old, are sitting on a park bench feeding pigeons and talking about cricket,
like they do every day.Sachin turns to Sourav and says, "Do you think
there's cricket in heaven?" Ganguly thinks about it for a minute and
replies, "I dunno. But let's make a deal: if I die first, I'll come back and
tell you if there's cricket in heaven, and if you die first, you do the
same."They shake on it and sadly, a few months later, poor Sachin passes on.
One day soon afterward, Ganguly is sitting there feeding the pigeons by
himself when he hears a voice whisper, "Sourav... Sourav!" Ganguly responds,
"Sachin! Is that you?" "Yes it is, Sourav," whispers Sachin's ghost.
Ganguly, still amazed, asks, "So, is there cricket in heaven?" "Well," says
Sachin, "I've got good news and bad news." "Gimme the good news first," says
Ganguly. Sachin says, "Well... there is cricket in heaven." Ganguly says,
"That's great! What news could be bad enough to ruin that!?" Sachin sighs
and whispers, "You're going to be the opening batsmen on Friday."

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

[pavalamani pragasam]

Little girl and her father were crossing a bridge.


The father was kind of scared so he asked his little daughter,


"Sweetheart, please hold my hand so that you don't fall into

the river."


The little girl said, "No, Dad. You hold my hand."


"What's the difference?" Asked the puzzled father.


"There's a big difference," replied the little girl.



"If I hold your hand and something happens to me,


chances are that I may let your hand go.


But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens, you will never let my hand go."


In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond.

So hold the hand of the person who loves you rather than expecting them to hold yours...


This message is too short......but carries a lot of Feelings.

[Arthi]

In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond.
So hold the hand of the person who loves you rather than expecting them to hold yours...
This message is too short......but carries a lot of Feelings.

:thumbsup: :D

[NOV]

I want to thank all of you who have taken the time and trouble to send me your damn chain letters over the past few years. Yes, thank you, thank you, thank you from the bottom of what's left of my heart for making me feel safe, secure, blessed, and wealthy.

Because of your concern...I no longer can drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.

I no longer drink anything out of a can because I will get sick from the rat faeces and urine.

I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.

I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.

I no longer use margarine because it's one molecule away from being plastic.

I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.

I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually Al Qaeda in disguise.

I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a stupid number for which I will get the phone bill from hell with calls to Jamaica , Uganda , Singapore , and Uzbekistan .

I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.

I no longer date the opposite sex because they will take my kidneys and leave me taking a nap in a bathtub full of ice.

I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe.

I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.

Thanks to you, I have learned that God only answers my prayers if I forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.

I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl who is about to die in the hospital (for the 1,387,258th time).

I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program.

Yes, I want to thank all of you soooooooo much for looking out for me!

I will now return the favor.

If you don't send this e-mail to at least 1200 people in the next 60 seconds, a large bird with diarrhoea will crap on your head at 5:00 PM this afternoon and the fleas of a thousand camels will infest your armpits. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of my next door neighbour's ex-mother-in- law's 8th husband's 2nd cousin's 3rd husband's ex-wife's mother's beautician!

[pavalamani pragasam]

:rotfl:

[NOV]

How old is Grandpa???

Stay with this -- the answer is at the end. It will blow you away.

One evening a grandson was talking to his grandfather about current events.
The grandson asked his grandfather what he thought about the shootings at schools, the computer age, and just things in general.

The Grandfather replied, "Well, let me think a minute, I was born before:

' television

' penicillin

' polio shots

' frozen foods

' Xerox

' contact lenses

' Frisbees and

' the pill

There w ere no:
' credit cards

' laser beams or

' ball-point pens

Man had not invented:

' air conditioners

' dishwashers

' clothes dryers

' and the clothes were hung out to dry in the fresh air and

' man hadn't yet walked on the moon

Your Grandmother and I got married first, . . And then lived together.

Every family had a father and a mother.

Until I was 25, I called every man older than me, "Sir".
And after I turned 25, I still called policemen and every man with a title, "Sir."

We were before gay-rights, computer- dating, dual careers, daycare centers, and group therapy.

Our lives were governed by good judgment, and common sense.

We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to stand up and take responsibility for our actions.

Serving your country was a privilege; living in this country was a bigger privilege.

We thought fast food was what people ate during Lent.

Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins.

Draft dodgers were people who closed their front doors when the evening breeze started.

Time-sharing meant time the family spent together in the evenings and weekends-not purchasing condominiums.

We never heard of FM radios, tape decks, CDs, electric typewriters, yogurt, or guys wearing earrings.

We listened to the Big Bands, Jack Benny, and the President's speeches on our radios.

And I don't ever remember any kid blowing his brains out listening to Tommy Dorsey.

If you saw anything with 'Made in Japan ' on it, it was junk

The term 'making out' referred to how you did on your school exam.

Pizza Hut, McDonald's, and instant coffee were unheard of.

We had 5 &10-cent stores where you could actually buy things for 5 and 10 cents.

Ice-cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar, and a Pepsi were all a nickel.

And if you didn't want to splurge, you could spend your nickel on enough stamps to mail 1 letter and 2 postcards.

You could buy a new Chevy Coupe for $600, . . . But who could afford one?
Too bad, because gas was 11 cents a gallon.

In my day:

' "grass" was mowed,

' "coke" was a cold drink,

' "pot" was something your mother cooked in and

' "rock music" was your grandmother' s lullaby.

' "Aids" were helpers in the Principal's office,

' " chip" meant a piece of wood,
' "hardware" was found in a hardware store and

' "software" wasn't even a word.

And we were the last generation to actually believe that a lady needed a husband to have a baby. No wonder people call us "old and confused" and say there is a generation gap... And how old do you think I am?

I bet you have this old man in mind...you are in for a shock!

Read on to see -- pretty scary if you think about it and pretty sad at the same time.

Are you ready ?????

This man would be only 59 years old!

[pavalamani pragasam]

[tscii:7886d892f8]Chanakya's Quotes - Worth reading a million times…


"A person should not be too honest.
Straight trees are cut first
and Honest people are victimised first."


"Even if a snake is not poisonous,
it should pretend to be venomous."


";The biggest guru-mantra is: Never share your secrets with anybody. ! It will destroy you."


"There is some self-interest behind every friendship.
There is no Friendship without self-interests.
This is a bitter truth."



"Before you start some work, always ask yourself three questions - Why am I doing it, What the results might be and Will I be successful. Only when you think deeply
and find satisfactory answers to these questions, go ahead."



";As soon as the fear approaches near, attack and destroy it."



"Once you start to work on something,
don't be afraid of failure and
don't abandon it.
People who work sincerely are the happiest."



";The fragrance of flowers spreads
only in the direction of the wind.
But the goodness of a person spreads in all direction."



";A man is great by deeds, not by birth."


";Treat your kid like a darling for the first five years. For the next five years, scold them.
By the time they turn sixteen, treat them like a friend.
Your grown up children are your best friends."


";Books are as useful to a stupid person as a mirror is useful to a blind person."


";Education is the best friend. An educated person is respected everywhere.
Education beats the beauty and the youth."


[/tscii:7886d892f8]

[pavalamani pragasam]

The man who Hindered my Growth.




One day all the employees reached the office and they saw a big advice on the door on which it was written:
"Yesterday the person who has been hindering your growth in this company passed away. We invite you to join the funeral in the room that has been prepared in the gym".

In the beginning, they all got sad for the death of one of their colleagues, but after a while they started getting curious to know who was that man who hindered the growth of his colleagues and the company itself.

The excitement in the gym was such that security agents were ordered to control the crowd within the room.

The more people reached the coffin, the more the excitement heated up.

Everyone thought: "Who is this guy who was hindering my progress? Well, at least he died!".

One by one the thrilled employees got closer to the coffin, and when they looked inside it they suddenly became speechless. They stood nearby the coffin, shocked and in silence, as if someone had touched the deepest part of their soul.

There was a mirror inside the coffin: everyone who looked inside it could see himself.

There was also a sign next to the mirror that said: "There is only one person who is capable to set limits to your growth: it is YOU.
You are the only person who can revolutionize your life. You are the only person who can influence your happiness, your realization and your success. You are the only person who can help yourself.

Your life does not change when your boss changes, when your friends change, when your parents change, when your partner changes, when your company changes. Your life changes when YOU change, when you go beyond your limiting beliefs, when you realize that you are the only one responsible for your life.

"The most important relationship you can have, is the one you have with yourself"

Examine yourself, watch yourself. Don't be afraid of difficulties, impossibilities and losses: be a winner, build yourself and your reality.

The world is like a mirror: it gives back to anyone the reflection of the thoughts in which one has strongly believed.

The world and your reality are like mirrors lying in a coffin, which show to any individual the death of his divine capability to imagine and create his happiness and his success.

It's the way you face Life that makes the difference.

[NOV]

Once upon a time there was this girl who had four boyfriends.

She loved the 4th boyfriend the most and adorned him with rich robes and treated him to the finest of delicacies. She gave him nothing but the very best.

She also loved the 3rd boyfriend very much and was always showing him off to neighboring kingdoms. However, she feared that one day he would leave her for another.

She also loved her 2nd boyfriend. He was her confidant and was always kind, considerate and patient with her. Whenever this girl faced a problem, she could confide in him, and he would help her get through the difficult times.

The girls 1st boyfriend was a very loyal partner and had made great contributions in maintaining her wealth and kingdom. However, she did not love the first boyfriend. Although he loved her deeply, she hardly took notice of him!

One day, the girl fell ill and she knew her time was short. She thought of her luxurious life and wondered, I now have four boyfriends with me, but when I die, I'll be all alone."

Thus, she asked the 4th boyfriend, "I loved you the most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"

"No way!", replied the 4th boyfriend, and he walked away without another word.

His answer cut like a sharp knife right into her heart.

The sad girl then asked the 3rd boyfriend, "I loved you all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?"

"No!", replied the 3rd boyfriend. "Life is too good! When you die, I'm going to marry someone else!"

Her heart sank and turned cold.

She then asked the 2nd boyfriend, "I have always turned to you for help and you've always been there for me. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?"

"I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!", replied the 2nd boyfriend. "At the very most, I can only walk with you to your grave."

His answer struck her like a bolt of lightning, and the girl was devastated.

Then a voice called out: "I'll go with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go."

The girl looked up, and there was her first boyfriend. He was very skinny as he suffered from malnutrition and neglect.

Greatly grieved, the girl said, "I should have taken much better care of you when I had the chance!"

In truth, you have 4 boy friends in your lives:

Your 4th boyfriend is your body. No matter how much time and effort you lavish in making it look good, it will leave you when you die.

Your 3rd boyfriend is your possessions, status and wealth. When you die, it will all go to others.

Your 2nd boyfriend is your family and friends. No matter how much they have been there for you, the furthest they can stay by you is up to the grave.

And your 1st boyfriend is your Soul. Often neglected in pursuit of wealth, power and pleasures of the world.

However, your Soul is the only thing that will follow you where ever you go. Cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is the only part of you that will follow you to the throne of God and continue with you throughout Eternity.

[Sanguine Sridhar]

The train has started moving. It is packed with people of all ages, mostly with the working men and women and young college guys and gals. Near the window, seated a old man with his 30 year old son. As the train moves by, the son is overwhelmed with joy as he was thrilled with the scenery outside..

" See dad, the scenery of green trees moving away is very beautiful"

This behavior from a thirty year old son made the other people feel strange about him. Every one started murmuring something or other about this son."This guy seems to be a krack.." newly married Anup whispered to his wife.

Suddenly it started raining... Rain drops fell on the travelers through the opened window. The Thirty year old son , filled with joy " see dad, how beautiful the rain is .."

Anup's wife got irritated with the rain drops spoiling her new suit.

Anup ," cant you see its raining, you old man, if ur son is not feeling well get him soon to a mental asylum..and dont disturb public henceforth"


The old man hesitated first and then in a low tone replied " we are on the way back from hospital, my son got discharged today morning , he was a blind by birth, last week only he got his vision, these rain and nature are new to his eyes.. Please forgive us for the inconvenience caused..."


The things we see may be right from our perspective until we know the truth. But when we know the truth our reaction to that will hurt even us. So try to understand the problem better before taking a harsh action.

[pavalamani pragasam]

One bedroom flat




As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in Software
Engineering and joined a company based in USA, the land of braves and
opportunity.

When I arrived in the USA, it was as if a dream had come true. Here at
last I was in the place where I want to be. I decided I would be staying in
this country for about Five years in which time I would have earned enough
money to settle down in India.


My father was a government employee and after his retirement, the only
asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat.
I wanted to do something more than him. I started feeling homesick and
lonely as the time passed. I used to call home and speak to my parents
every week using cheap international phone cards. Two years passed, two
years of Burgers at McDonald's and pizzas and discos and 2 years watching
the foreign exchange rate getting happy whenever the Rupee value went down.

Finally I decided to get married. I told my parents that I have only 10
days of holidays and everything must be done within these 10 days. I got my
ticket booked in the cheapest flight. Was jubilant and was actually
enjoying hopping for gifts for all my friends back home.? If I miss anyone
then there will be talks. After reaching home I spent home one week going
through all the photographs of girls and as the time was getting shorter I
was forced to select one candidate.


In-laws told me, to my surprise, that I would have to get married in 2-3
days, as I will not get anymore holidays. After the marriage, it was time
to return to USA, after giving some money to my parents and telling the
neighbours to look after them, we returned to USA.
My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she started
feeling lonely. The frequency of calling India increased to twice in a
week sometimes 3 times a week. Our savings started diminishing.
After two more years we started to have kids. Two lovely kids, a boy and a
girl, were gifted to us by the almighty. Every time I spoke to my parents,
they asked me to come to India so that they can see their grand-children.
Every year I decide to go to India. But part work part monetary conditions
prevented it. Years went by and visiting India was a distant dream. Then
suddenly one day I got a message that my parents were seriously sick. I
tried but I couldn't get any holidays and thus could not go to India. The
next message I got was my parents had passed away and as there was no one
to do the last rights the society members had done whatever they could. I
was depressed. My parents had passed away without seeing their grand
children.


After couple more years passed away, much to my children's dislike and my
wife's joy we returned to India to settle down. I started to look for a
suitable property, but to my dismay my savings were short and the property
prices had gone up during all these years. I had to return to the USA.
My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to stay in
India. My 2 children and I returned to USA after promising my wife I would
be back for good after two years.
Time passed by, my daughter decided to get married to an American and my
son was happy living in USA. I decided that had enough and wound-up every
thing and returned to India. I had just enough money to buy a decent 02
bedroom flat in a well-developed locality.
Now I am 60 years old and the only time I go out of the flat is for the
routine visit to the nearby temple. My faithful wife has also left me and
gone to the holy abode.


Sometimes I wondered was it worth all this? My father, even after staying
in India, had a house to his name and I too have the same nothing more.
I LOST MY PARENTS AND CHILDREN FOR JUST ONE EXTRA BEDROOM.
Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing. This damned
cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these children are losing their
values and culture because of it. I get occasional cards from my children
asking I am alright. Well at least they remember me.
Now perhaps after I die it will be the neighbours again who will be
performing my last rights, God Bless them. But the question still remains
'was all this worth it?' I am still searching for an
answer...... ......... .!!!!

[pavalamani pragasam]

Three women die together in an accident and go to heaven.

When they get there, St. Peter says, "We only have one rule here in heaven: don't step on the ducks!"

So they enter heaven, and sure enough, there are ducks all over the place. It is almost impossible not to step on a duck, and although they try their best to avoid them, the first woman accidentally steps on one.

Along comes St. Peter with the ugliest man she had ever seen.

St. Peter chains them together and says, "Your punishment for stepping on a duck is to spend eternity chained to this ugly man!"

The next day, the second woman steps accidentally on a duck and along comes St. Peter, who doesn't miss a thing. With him is another extremely ugly man. He chains them together with the same admonishment as for the first woman.

The third woman has observed all this and, not wanting to be chained for all eternity to an ugly man, is very, VERY careful where she steps.

She manages to go months without stepping on any ducks, but one day St. Peter comes up to her with the most handsome man she has ever laid eyes on ... very tall, long eyelashes, muscular, and thin.

St. Peter chains them together without saying a word.

The happy woman says, "I wonder what I did to deserve being chained to you for all of eternity?"

The guy says, "I don't know about you, but I stepped on a duck!"

[NOV]

Readers Digest finds that Mumbai is the rudest city in the world. I think it does not know the difference between manners and mannerisms. Recently, when the local train services in Mumbai were down after the bomb blasts, many commuters had to walk home. People living along those roads came out and gave food and water to the weary commuters, throughout the night. If I were in trouble, I would definitely prefer to have such rude Mumbaikers around.


Let me tell a story, which illustrates how a salt-of-the-earth desi behaves. This is a true story. There is no falsification or exaggeration whatsoever.

A few years ago my brother, Vinayak, was traveling from Vadodara to Mumbai. His train terminated at Valsad late in the evening. He got off, and went to buy another ticket to Mumbai. But, when he put his hand in his pocket, he found that his wallet was missing.

He did have some loose change in the pocket, but it was not enough to pay for a Mumbai ticket. He sat on a bench on the platform, not knowing what to do next. And, it was already past midnight.

Soon, an elderly Mr Bhagwatkar approached him. They got talking and Bhagwatkar found about his predicament. He immediately gave him enough money to get home. Vinayak thanked him profusely. After returning to Pune, he returned the money, cancelled his lost credit cards and forgot about the incident.

A few weeks later, Vinayak got a postcard. It was from one Mr Mehta, who stayed 'above Shreeji Oil Mills' in Navasari. This is a small town on the Vadodara-Valsad route. Mehta explained, in battered English, that he had found the wallet and obtained the address from a visiting card in it. He had made two attempts to return the wallet by courier, but the courier could not locate Vinayak. Mehta now invited him to collect the wallet at anytime.

Vinayak did not go to Navasari right away. The wallet did not have much money, and he did not have any other business in Navasari. He filed away this information in his mind and forgot about it again.

Three months later, Vinayak was again traveling on the same route. It was late afternoon, and he had a couple of hours to spare. So, he decided to visit the Mehtas and got down at Navasari. He saw Shreeji Oil mills in the distance, and began walking towards it. As he approached, he met - and was welcomed by - one of the Mehtas.

Mehta was delighted to see him, and escorted him to their residence. It consisted of a single large room and a kitchen. It was, obviously, an impecunious family. There were about ten people at home. Vinayak, as the guest of honour, was offered the only chair to sit on. Everyone else sat on the floor around him. Messages were sent out quickly to various cousins, uncles and aunts who lived nearby. In a short while, around twenty-five people had assembled to welcome him.

Tea was served. Vinayak, again as the guest of honour, was served in a cup. Rest of the clan was given a saucer each, and they passed the teakettle around. Pleasantries were exchanged. An aspiring commerce student solicited Vinayak's advice on career moves. The wallet had been preserved at one of the cousin's homes. It was brought and returned, completely intact. After a while, Vinayak asked for their leave.

"But, how could you possibly go without having dinner with us? " they asked. So, Vinayak stayed on for dinner. It was simple Gujarati food, but with a sweet-dish specially prepared for him. Finally, dinner over, he again asked for their leave.

"But, it is already quite late. Why would you want to spend the night on an uncomfortable train to Mumbai?", they asked, "Stay the night with us and take the first train tomorrow." So, he stayed on again.

There was a problem though - the house did not have a bed and everyone slept on the floor. The Mehtas felt this would not befit a honoured guest. So, he was taken to a cousin's home, which had a bed. In the morning, Vinayak had a bath, breakfast and was personally seen off at the station by his host. They were still waving goodbye when the train finally pulled out of the station.

Nandu Madhekar
18 July 2006

[pavalamani pragasam]

THE 4 WIVES ---Nice Story


There was a rich merchant who had 4 wives. He loved the 4th wife the most and adorned her with rich robes and treated her to delicacies. He took great care of her and gave her nothing but the best.

He also loved the 3rd wife very much. He's very proud of her and always wanted to show off her to his friends. However, the merchant is always in great fear that she might run away with some other men.

He too, loved his 2nd wife. She is a very considerate person, always patient and in fact is the merchant's confidante. Whenever the merchant faced some problems, he always turned to his 2nd wife and she would always help him out and tide him through difficult times.

Now, the merchant's 1st wife is a very loyal partner and has made great contributions in maintaining his wealth and business as well as taking care of the household. However, the merchant did not love the first wife and although she loved him deeply, he hardly took notice of her.

One day, the merchant fell ill. Before long, he knew that he was going to die soon. He thought of his luxurious life and told himself, "Now I have 4 wives with me. But when I die, I'll be alone. How lonely I'll be!"

Thus, he asked the 4th wife, "I loved you most, endowed you with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No way!" replied the 4th wife and she walked away without another word.

The answer cut like a sharp knife right into the merchant's heart. The sad merchant then asked the 3rd wife, "I have loved you so much for all my life. Now that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?" "No!" replied the 3rd wife. "Life is so good over here! I'm going to remarry when you die!" The merchant's heart sank and turned cold.

He then asked the 2nd wife, "I always turned to you for help and you've always helped me out. Now I need your help again. When I die, will you follow me and keep me company?" "I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!" replied the 2nd wife. "At the very most, I can only send you to your grave." The answer came like a bolt of thunder and the merchant was devastated.

Then a voice called out : "I'll leave with you. I'll follow you no matter where you go." The merchant looked up and there was his first wife. She was so skinny, almost like she suffered from malnutrition. Greatly grieved, the merchant said, "I should have taken much better care of you while I could have !"

Actually, we all have 4 wives in our lives

a. The 4th wife is our body. No matter how much time and effort we lavish in making it look good, it'll leave us when we die.

b. Our 3rd wife ? Our possessions, status and wealth. When we die, they all go to others.

c. The 2nd wife is our family and friends. No matter how close they had been there for us when we're alive, the furthest they can stay by us is up to the grave.

d. The 1st wife is in fact our soul, often neglected in our pursuit of material, wealth and sensual pleasure.

Guess what? It is actually the only thing that follows us wherever we go. Perhaps it's a good idea to cultivate and strengthen it now rather than to wait until we're on our deathbed to lament

[NOV]

[tscii]
This is a story about a famous research scientist who had made several very important medical breakthroughs. He was being interviewed by a newspaper reporter who asked him why he thought he was able to be so much more creative than the average person. What set him so far apart from others?


He responded that, in his opinion, it all came from an experience with his mother that occurred when he was about two years old. He had been trying to remove a bottle of milk from the refrigerator when he lost his grip on the slippery bottle and it fell, spilling its contents all over the kitchen floor—a veritable sea of milk!


When his mother came into the kitchen, instead of yelling at him, giving him a lecture, or punishing him, she said, "Robert, what a great and wonderful mess you have made! I have rarely seen such a huge puddle of milk. Well, the damage has already been done. Would you like to get down and play in the milk for a few minutes before we clean it up?"


Indeed, he did. After a few minutes, his mother said, "You know, Robert, whenever you make a mess like this, eventually you have to clean it up and restore everything to its proper order. So, how would you like to do that? We could use a sponge, a towel, or a mop. Which do you prefer?" He chose the sponge and together they cleaned up the spilled milk.


His mother then said, "You know, what we have here is a failed experiment in how to effectively carry a big milk bottle with two tiny hands. Let's go out in the back yard and fill the bottle with water and see if you can discover a way to carry it without dropping it." The little boy learned that if he grasped the bottle at the top near the lip with both hands, he could carry it without dropping it. What a wonderful lesson!



This renowned scientist then remarked that it was at that moment that he knew he didn't need to be afraid to make mistakes. Instead, he learned that mistakes were just opportunities for learning something new, which is, after all, what scientific experiments are all about. Even if the experiment "doesn't work," we usually learn something valuable from it.

[pavalamani pragasam]

"The white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here." The black man turned around and stood up. He then said: "Listen sir....when I was born I was BLACK, " "When I grew up I was BLACK, " "When I'm sick I'm BLACK, " "When I go in the sun I'm BLACK, " "When I'm cold I'm BLACK, " "When I die I'll be BLACK." "But you sir." "When you're born you're pink, " "When you grow up you're white, " "When you're sick, you're green, " "When you go in the sun you turn red, " "When you're cold you turn blue, " "And when you die you turn purple." "And you have the nerve to call me colored?" The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away.... Pass it on if you HATE racism

[dev]

[tscii]
This is a story about a famous research scientist who had made several very important medical breakthroughs. He was being interviewed by a newspaper reporter who asked him why he thought he was able to be so much more creative than the average person. What set him so far apart from others?


He responded that, in his opinion, it all came from an experience with his mother that occurred when he was about two years old. He had been trying to remove a bottle of milk from the refrigerator when he lost his grip on the slippery bottle and it fell, spilling its contents all over the kitchen floor—a veritable sea of milk!


When his mother came into the kitchen, instead of yelling at him, giving him a lecture, or punishing him, she said, "Robert, what a great and wonderful mess you have made! I have rarely seen such a huge puddle of milk. Well, the damage has already been done. Would you like to get down and play in the milk for a few minutes before we clean it up?"


Indeed, he did. After a few minutes, his mother said, "You know, Robert, whenever you make a mess like this, eventually you have to clean it up and restore everything to its proper order. So, how would you like to do that? We could use a sponge, a towel, or a mop. Which do you prefer?" He chose the sponge and together they cleaned up the spilled milk.


His mother then said, "You know, what we have here is a failed experiment in how to effectively carry a big milk bottle with two tiny hands. Let's go out in the back yard and fill the bottle with water and see if you can discover a way to carry it without dropping it." The little boy learned that if he grasped the bottle at the top near the lip with both hands, he could carry it without dropping it. What a wonderful lesson!



This renowned scientist then remarked that it was at that moment that he knew he didn't need to be afraid to make mistakes. Instead, he learned that mistakes were just opportunities for learning something new, which is, after all, what scientific experiments are all about. Even if the experiment "doesn't work," we usually learn something valuable from it.

:notworthy: to tht mom....

[NOV]

A man wrote a letter to a small hotel in a Midwest town
he planned to visit on his vacation.
He wrote: I would very much like to bring my dog with me.
He is well-groomed and very well behaved. Would you be willing to permit me
to keep him in my room with me at night???"

An immediate reply came from the hotel owner, who wrote:
"I've been operating this hotel for many years. In all that time,
I've never had a dog steal towels, bedclothes, silverware or pictures off the walls.
I've never had to evict a dog in the middle of the night for being drunk and disorderly.
And I've never had a dog run out on a hotel bill.
Yes, indeed, your dog is welcome at my hotel.
And, if your dog will vouch for you,
you're welcome to stay here, too."

[Badri]

d. The 1st wife is in fact our soul, often neglected in our pursuit of material, wealth and sensual pleasure.

Guess what? It is actually the only thing that follows us wherever we go. Perhaps it's a good idea to cultivate and strengthen it now rather than to wait until we're on our deathbed to lament

Hmm just wondering! If the soul follows us where we go, then who are we?

[Lambretta]

'found this one really touching! :( :cry:

While Dad was polishing his new car, his 4 yr old son picked up a stone & scratched lines on the side of the car. In his anger, Dad took the child's hand & hit it many times, not realizing he was using a wrench. At the hospital, his child said "Dad when will my fingers grow back?"
Dad was so hurt. He went back to car and kicked it a lot of times. Sitting back he looked at the 'scratches' made by the child that actually said: "I LOVE YOU DAD"
Anger and Love have no limits...!

[NM]

Advanced Father's day wishes to all Fathers in the Hub:
'Happy Father's Day'

The idea for creating a day for children to honor their fathers began in Spokane, Washington. A woman by the name of Sonora Smart Dodd thought of the idea for Father's Day while listening to a Mother's Day sermon in 1909.

Having been raised by her father, William Jackson Smart, after her mother died, Sonora wanted her father to know how special he was to her. It was her father that made all the parental sacrifices and was, in the eyes of his daughter, a courageous, selfless, and loving man. Sonora's father was born in June, so she chose to hold the first Father's Day celebration in Spokane, Washington on the 19th of June, 1910.

In 1926, a National Father's Day Committee was formed in New York City. Father's Day was recognized by a Joint Resolution of Congress in 1956. In 1972, President Richard Nixon established a permanent national observance of Father's Day to be held on the third Sunday of June. So Father's Day was born in memory and gratitude by a daughter who thought that her father and all good fathers should be honored with a special day just like we honor our mothers on Mother's Day.

The excert below is from the Silver Anniversary Book on Father's day published in 1935. I would like to thank William Jackson Smart's great granddaughter, Bonnie, for sharing this with me.

"This year, 1935, the Silver Anniversary of Fathers' Day is being observed. Thirty-seven years ago, in the Big Bend hills of Washington, the day had its nativity in a lonely farm dwelling. There Sorrow ministered amid the moaning of the March winds.

A father sat with bowed head in his aloneness. About him clung his weeping children. The winds outside threw great scarfs of powdered snow against the window panes, when suddenly the last born tore himself from the group and rushed out into the storm calling for his mother. Yet even his baby voice could not penetrate the great silence that held this mother.

Hurriedly, the father gathered him back to his protection and for more than two decades, William Jackson Smart, alone, kept paternal vigilance over his motherless children.

This poignant experience in the life of Mrs. John Bruce Dodd of Spokane, Washington, who was then Sonora Louise Smart, was the inspiration for Fathers' Day which materialized through the devotion of this father and the father of her own son, John Bruce Jr., born in 1909. Through the observance of the love and the sacrifice of fathers about her everywhere, her idea of Fathers' Day crystallized in 1910, through a formal Fathers' Day petition asking recognition of fatherhood."

What Makes A Dad

God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle's flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so, He called it ... Dad

Author is unknown

[wrap07]

got a mail with the follwing. looks interesting

May Joy & Happiness govern your life.

________________________________



Figure out what these words have in common

Banana
Dresser
Grammar
Potato
Revive
Uneven
Assess

Are you peeking- have you already given up?


Give it another try

You will kick yourself when you discover the answer. Go back and look
at
them again; think hard..



OK . Here You Go . . .. Hope You Didn't Cheat.

This Is Cool.





Answer:

In all of the words listed, if you take the first letter, place it at
the
end of the word,
and then spell the word backwards, it will be the same word.

Did you figure it out? Even if you didn't, don't worry. Just send it to
more people and stump them; then, you'll feel better, too.

[crazy]

I did ... 50 % :oops:

[NOV]

[tscii]
Once upon a time there was a king who was famous for his charity. People said, "To hungry he gives food to scholars he gives rewards; to noblemen he gives titles and honors. In fact he is never tired of giving." But he had already grown tired of giving. He thought, "all my life I have been giving alms and awards. Where is the end? Are the people really needy or they continue to come simply because I give? Don't I see the same faces coming to me again and again wearing a standard mask of gratitude?"

He thought a lot and decided to stop the practice “If give I must, it should be only to those who are really needy. It is high time I know who are really needy and, to begin with, I must find out the poorest man in my kingdom, he decided. Accordingly he sent his minister to find out the poorest man.

A week later the minister returned and announced in the tone of a successful explorer. "My lord, not far from here, inside the forest, there is a small mountain. Top of that sits the poorest man of our land- a mendicant. He has no roof on his head, nothing on his body except a yard of bark; he lives on whatever fruits some wood-cutters care to leave beside him on their way home from the forest." "Is there really such a man in my kingdom? I must see him," said the king and rode into the forest and then climbed the mountain and found out the mendicant sitting still, his eyes closed.

The king had to wait for a long time. When the mendicant opened his eyes, he said, "I am the king of this land. I am sad to see the miserable condition in which you are living. I want you to dress well; tell me, what kind of dress will you like? Dhoti or chapkan?" the mendicant smiled, but kept quite. The king said again, I will like to build a house for you; tell me, what kind of house will you like to own?" The mendicant smiled again; yet he did not speak. A little later the king again said, "I will arrange to send some food for you everyday. Tell me your preference in matters of food. "the mendicant smiled but still kept mum. The king began losing patience and cried out. "I appeal to you, do speak!"

Slowly but sweetly the mendicant said. "My dear king, you are mistaken I am not the poorest man. There is another man in the kingdom that is poorer than myself, so far as I am concerned although I look poor. I am very rich, for I can change the earth into gold". The king gaped with amazement for some time and asked. "Will you kindly tell me who is poorer than you? And will you kindly reveal to me the secret of transforming the earth into gold? The mendicant said, "To know these things you have to follow a certain discipline."

"I will follow, said the king enthusiastically.” ‘For full one year, everyday, you must come here once before the sunrise and once again before the sunset and spend some time with me," said the mendicant. "I will do so,” said the joyous king, bowing to the mendicant. And he came there twice everyday without fail. The mendicant seldom uttered any work, but his charming smile always spoke of his affection for the king. He made the king sit down and meditate for some time. For the king the discipline was a bit awkward experience for the first few weeks. But soon he realized that it was a most welcome change from the dry or anxious hours of the court where he was always surrounded by diplomats and flatterers and discontent people. After a few months he grew so fond of his visits to the mendicant that he eagerly looked forward to the twilights.

The silence of the mountain, the sunrise and sunset which colored the landscape, the breeze which embraced him with the message of freedom, the songs of the birds in the wood and above all the quiet yet overwhelming presence of the mendicant slowly made the king a different man. The little time he spent there everyday had its sure effect on the rest of his time and routine. The king did not remember when a year passed. He even did not know when several years passed. At the end of the third year one day the mendicant suddenly asked the king, "well, it seems we have forgotten about the two things you wanted to know-about the man poorer than myself and about the secret of transforming the earth into gold. Would you not like to know about them?"

The king smiled and replied. "But haven't I known them already? I was the poorer man because I was anxious to possess more gold and I was begging to know the secret of changing the earth into gold. And secondly, I believe, by now I have known the secret of changing the earth into gold. When I sit here and marvel at the splendor of nature all around at sunsets and sunrises when the colors of heaven are sprinkled on earth- at the diamond -fringed clouds – at all God's creation- all appear to me a thousand time more wonderful than gold”.

The mendicant smiled and said. "You have got it- and that is because you have turned gold within."

[Kalyasi]

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In Memmorium of my Best Friend…….

It was one of those pale, cold, breezy evenings in December last when I walked past the large gates of my college. After 10 long painful years……!! After 10 dark years of Solitude….. I am now back at my college which once was Heaven on Earth . Withered Leaves on the road started dancing in the gentle breeze that was there. The air was cool. The Breeze …. gently hit my face …it had such a soothing effect which made me feel light at heart. The same old road ….that has tall Asoka and pine trees all along ……all led to my college…. My Alma Mater. There was the welcoming Board in front of me at the gates which said……

“ 9TH RICHARD GONZALVAZ MEMORIAL AWARD DISTRIBUTION & ALUMNI MEET”

My foot showed laziness to move. I thought …. Today is 21st December. It has been exactly 10 years since Richard has left this world. 10 years of loneliness … since my Richy had left me alone. 10 years back … this was the bloody damn date when he died on my Lap.
Further ahead there was a small turning to right which was so familiar to me …. The ‘right ‘ which Richy and I had took hundreds of times together… walking…. Staggering….riding ….and so on… The sign board said ….’Hostel Block B’. I could hear applauds from the auditorium which was near by and which lay straight ahead. Those sounds meant that the function has already got underway. But I preferred to take right. To go to the room where Richy and I had spent the best 4 years of our lives. Our B-Tech College life. The warden recognized me immediately. Our Old George Bhai.

“Hey Syam .. how are u?, The function has already started . what are u doing here ?” Asked George Bhai.
I said: “ I know …. Just wanted to see B111… Our old room… just for once….Any one up there?”
“No one there now….here are the keys ….. But …. Why son? Are you both going to conspire again how to fool me and pull yourself out for the second show “?

To this I had only a forced smile and turned my foot towards B111. The corridors seemed very much the same. This was the same corridor where I had to drag Richy to our room after we guys held Booze Parties on the terrace of Hostel B on clear blue nights… stars staring back at us. His vomit splattered on my shirts umpteen number of times.

I unlocked B111. The very same room … Nothing has changed…..except for few coats of paints on the ceilings and walls. Our own very aboard…where we spent night out study sessions before exams…. The place where we discussed girls on powerless rainy nights….The place where Richy’s brave expeditions took shape…. I could feel his 555’s puff smudging the air even now….Richy was my room mate…. No… my friend …. No My brother…. No …. My soul Itself…!!!
Time ran back ….like in a dream…!!!

I still remember the day when we checked in as complete strangers.
Richard Gonzalvaz from Goa (B-Tech, Mechanical Engineering). Aka Richy.
Syam Mohan Varma from Cochin, Kerala(B-Tech, Mechanical Engineering).Aka Sam.
Room number B111.

I started knowing Richy as a very outdoorsy person, a guy who had no inhibition in spitting out what ever he had in his mind…A bold, stern, adventurous handsome dude. He was fair, tall, and had bluish green eyes.

His idea of life was to enjoy to maximum whatever it takes to be. Without any responsibilities… without knowing what “worries” were. He found madness in bikes, speed, sports, rum and money. There was nothing romantic in the guy’s life. At a later point of time, I learned the reason for that. Richy was orphaned at a tender age. His parents died in an accident when Richy was a Kid leaving him as a very Rich Orphan. Richy grew up as the commander of his own life. No one to question him. He once told me that he started smoking once he was in his 9th grade. He always used to say “Richy…. The Champ…”. He was stubborn. Never held his head low. But He was good at heart. He was an atheist. A guy who took life as a play where nothing but entertainment mattered.

I also hated Richy for his weird Ideas like cracking fireworks in seniors’ room… revenge for ragging. When caught, Richy took up the responsibility and freed me out of the punishment which he bore alone ….one month suspension. Also he had Wildest of dreams like trekking on Rodingarph’s cliff where no one ever returned after trekking. The guy also knew loathsome tricks like inhaling smoke and blurting it out through his eyes. But The positive art the man knew was his tennis racquet in his hand. He crafted golden victories for the college with that. When it came to tennis, Richy was simply unbeatable.
He won many accolades and this won him the so called “college fame”.

Everything in of our lives just fell into place. Our Hang-outs on Richy’s bike, The college excursions, the behind-the-scene proposals( which we used to laugh at), the weekend canteen chats, his tennis practice in late evenings, the college day skit (which was such a flop) ,the terminal exams(no sleep) n so on….

It was beginning of 6th semester when Nandini walked into Richy’s Life. Or rather our lives . Nandini was also a Mechy(female mech. Engg). She was beautiful, smart and alluring. One of those girls who guys would eye even if they decide not to do so. She Joined our Lab group. Not only was she smart at doing things but also she was also good at studies. So Richy and I didn’t have problems finishing our records and stuff. We three went out for films. Had long chats in the football ground gallery and it was so much fun. We gave her the biggest surprise on her B’day(though Richy sponsored the gift) ….An electric Guitar that she longed for. Richy himself wrote his special lines on her B’day card. A few days Later I saw them sitting on the edge of football ground…chatting and laughing their stomach out. I didn’t go out to them and spoil their private company. While walking alone to the room, the chord of silver struck me. May be Richy has found his soul-mate. Nandini and him made one heck of a pair. May be they are in Love. No.. that cant be the case… he wont hide it from me…My doubts strengthened when I happened to see his copy a few days later . It was all scribbled “Nandini” in various calligraphy. I felt happy for them. More for Richy because finally he now knows the meaning of Love. He has fallen in Love. God … I couldn’t Believe it. I felt a little envious also since Nandini was not that sort of girl that any guy would appreciate being taken away by another one of his own sex. I too had a crush on her like any other guy . But Now She is my Richy’s Girl. I felt happy for them.

Time went by… and it was our last Christmas week in our college Life. Everyone were in an exhilarating mood. I still remember …. It was on that dark December 21st I received a call from Prof. Varghese saying that Richy has met with a terrible accident and is dying on the hospital bed. I rushed to the hospital. My blood already was red Ice….!! The doctor said he wanted to see me. I went in…. There lies my Richy..all wrapped up in white cloth… Breathing hard through the Life Supporting Mechanism. It was so pathetic to see. It was like seeing your soul about to leave this world. He took my hand in his. His eyelids barely open. What amazed me was he was still trying to smile and he slowly stuck up some thing in my hand…a ragged piece of paper. With that …lies my Richy, Dead. His smile still there on his face. His Bluish Green Eyes …. Wet …. But motionless…!!!
The paper he gave was the last ever words he spoke… The Solemn secret of his that I have Held for the past ten years…. Which gifted me one Life Time of agony….The most paining words u ll ever get from a friend…

Dear Sam Brother,

Pardon me if I am being wrong in doing this. But I have no options. I will not be there to smile back at u when u r reading this stuff……..U know bro… Life is a bloody riddle. I had been cheated once when your so called God took my Mom and Dad away. But he gave you to me.. I rejoiced. He gave me one beautiful set of friends … Like David, Eshant , Gayathri and…. And finally Nandini. She is too Good Man. Such a sweet Kid.
I don’t know what made me close to her. But One thing I know dear….. She was starting to make sense to my Life….But I m such a monster to take her feelings for granted…..I thought she was mine ….until yesterday evening. That’s when she said …….
She is in Love with You Buddy…..!! Trust Me She Loves You….. And Look where am I again. Again a bloody rotten story from Your God ….. I am out of Picture…. Again fooled….Again he is trying a prankster on me…..This time I wont fail… You don’t want your Richy to fail…. Do you? So here I go in search of my Wildest dreams ……trekking on the Rodingarph’s cliff. I will return …..Richy will rewrite History.

You and Nandini form an awesome pair buddy. Marry her. I ll attend your wedding sometime soon. If we have a rebirth … as u fools believe, I always want you to share my Mothers Womb With Me Brother… Because I love You more than anything in this world…..One more thing Dude….. Please don’t take me away from this place …. Where I met u guys…. Let me rest in this soil…. Dreaming U guys will return……to see me …..Promise me two things….

1. I wont leave our campus
2. Nandini Will never Come to know this. Let this trekking thing remain an accident to rest of the world.

So … Its time … to take the passion to my soul…..Live Life Kingsize Brother.

Love,
Your Dirty Brother
Richy The Champ.


As the train of thoughts lay dead, I found myself standing beside Richy’s tomb holding a torn piece of paper. The letter Richy wrote to me. He lay at the far end of our campus. Nandini sits in her wheel chair beside me staring at the words on his tomb. I wanted to speak to him.

Dearest Richy

Had we known that You were this light at heart(not the one you seemed to the world), we would have never dared to play that prankster with you dear. It was I who asked Nandini to say like that to U so that you …. U would open your heart to her that time at least. She loved u Buddy….. not me. She wanted it to hear from u my brother. But look what u did….. Your Nandini has never spoken a word after you left……she always looks to eternity expecting your return……all these years.
Wont you forgive me brother? Wont you come back to us…….!!!
I promise you brother I ll take her to any part of the world. Get the Best of treatment possible…. I ll bring your Nandini back to life.
I know U Richy, within a man lies his real self....which is known to only him....which is so bizzare.... sometimes.....Even the mirror can lie to You.
We saw you..... Ur real self.......But u never saw us.....!!!!
Please say … Something … Forgive us dear…..!!!

As the cold winds brushed past me on that December evening, I walked back .. taking Nandini along with me…. To get the promise I made to my Richy. After all that’s the Best I can do for him.

Richy lies there watching us go …..with letters on his tomb echoing ……

“HERE LIES A SOLDIER OF FORTUNE

WHO LIVED FOR HIS FRIENDS….

AND WHO DIED FOR THE SAME……”


Author: Jean J Kachappilly
Infosys Technologies Limited,Bangalore

Its a story written by my friend based on some real life experinces....
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[NOV]

A long time ago in China , a girl named Li-Li got married & went to live with her husband and mother-in-law. In a very short time, Li-Li found that she couldn't get along with her mother-in-law at all.

Their personalities were very different, and Li-Li was angered by many of her mother-in-law's habits. In addition, she criticized Li-Li constantly.

Days passed, and weeks passed. Li-Li and her mother-in-law never stopped arguing and fighting.

But what made the situation even worse was that, according to ancient Chinese tradition, Li-Li had to bow to her mother-in-law and obey her every wish. All the anger and unhappiness in the house was causing Li-Li's poor husband! d great distress.

Finally, Li-Li could not stand her mother-in-! law's bad temper and dictatorship any longer, and she decided to do something about it! Li-Li went to see her father's good friend, Mr. Huang, who sold herbs.

She told him the situation and asked if he would give her some poison so that she could solve the problem once and for all.

Mr. Huang thought for awhile, and finally said, "Li-Li, I will help you solve your problem, but you must listen to me and obey what I tell you."

Li-Li said, "Yes, Mr. Huang, I will do whatever you tell me to do."Mr. Huang went into the back room, and returned in a few minutes with a package of herbs. He told Li-Li, "You can't use a quick-acting poison to get rid of your mother-in-law, because that would cause people to become suspicious Therefore, I have given you a number of herbs that will slowly build up poison in her body. Every other day prepare some delicious meal and put a little of these herbs in her serving.

Now, in order to make sure that nobody suspect you, when she dies, you must be very careful to act very friendly towards her. "Don't argue with her, obey her every wish, and treat her like a queen." Li-Li was so happy.

She thanked Mr. Huang and hurried home to start her plot of murdering her mother-in-law.

Weeks went by, and months went by, and every other day, Li-Li served the specially treated food to her mother-in-law. She remembered what Mr. Huang had said about avoiding suspicion, so she controlled her temper!r, obeyed her mother-in-law, and treated her like her own mother.

After six months had passed, the whole household had changed. Li-Li had practiced controlling her temper so much that she found that she almost never got mad or upset. She hadn't had an argument with her mother-in-law in six months because she now seemed much kinder and easier to get along with.

The mother-in-law's attitude toward Li-Li changed, and she began to love Li-Li like her own daughter. She kept telling friends and relatives that Li-Li was the best daughter-in-law one could ever find. Li-Li and her mother-in-law were now treating each other like a real mother and daughter.

Li-Li's husband was very happy to see what was happening. One day, Li-Li came to see Mr. Huang and asked for his help again She said, "Dear Mr. Huang, please help me to keep the poison from killing my mother-in-law. She's changed into such a nice woman, and I love her like my own mother. I do not want her to die because of the poison I gave her."

Mr. Huang smiled and nodded his head. "Li-Li, there's nothing to worry about. I never gave you any poison. The herbs I gave you were vitamins to improve her health. The only poison was in your mind and your attitude toward her, but that has been all washed away by the love which you gave to her."

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There is an old Chinese tale about a woman whose only son died.

In her grief, she went to the holy man and asked, "What prayers, what magical incantations do you have to bring my son back to life?" Instead of sending her away or reasoning with her, he said to her,

"Fetch me a mustard seed from a home that has never known sorrow. We will use it to drive the sorrow out of your life."

The woman went off at once in search of that magical mustard seed. She came first to a splendid mansion, knocked at the door, and said, "I am looking for a home that has never known sorrow. Is this such a place? It is very important to me."

They told her, "You've certainly come to the wrong place," and began to describe all the tragic things that recently had befallen them. The woman said to herself, "Who is better able to help these unfortunate people than I, who have had misfortune of my own?" She stayed to comfort them, then went on in search of a home that had never known sorrow.

But wherever she turned, in hotels, in cities, in villages small and large and throughout the land, she found one tale after another of sadness and misfortune. The woman became so involved in helping others cope with their sorrows that she eventually let go of her own.

She would later come to understand that it was the quest to find the magical mustard seed that drove away her suffering.

Conclusion :- This reminds us that we all have pain and sorrow. This is part of the divine plan to help us grow and channel our energy into helping others.

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Once a general manager wanted to test his people who had come from all over India, about their values of life.

He announced that in their seminar folder, there is PVC pouch and in it there is a seed. When they return, they must put it in a good soil in a pot and look after it very well.

He would hold a competition in the next year's seminar and that the best plants would be awarded suitably.
Everyone did what was told to him. A year passed quickly. And next year in a big hall, there were hundreds of pots and a great variety of plants-a great scene.

Except one pot in which the soil was there and no plant! The owner was standing quietly and seemingly ashamed of himself!

The general manager called him on the stage. He asked him what happened and he told him the truth. He planted the seed which he was given ?and did that was to be done- but nothing happened!

The general manager declared him the winner!

Everyone was shocked. It was announced, "Gentlemen! The seeds I gave you were boiled seeds. You planted them and nothing happened! You acted smartly and used some other seeds.

This man was honest to his work and, therefore he did not cheat me or himself!"

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The Tao Of Forgiveness



One day, the sage gave the disciple an empty sack and a basket of potatoes. "Think of all the people who have done or said something against you in the recent past, especially those you cannot forgive.

For each of them, inscribe the name on a potato and put it in the sack."

The disciple came up quite a few names, and soon his sack was heavy with potatoes.

"Carry the sack with you wherever you go for a week," said the sage. "We'll talk after that."

At first, the disciple thought nothing of it. Carrying the sack was not particularly difficult. But after a while, it became more of a burden. It sometimes got in the way, and it seemed to require more effort to carry as time went on, even though its weight remained the same.

After a few days, the sack began to smell. The carved potatoes gave off a ripe odor. Not only were they increasingly inconvenient to carry around, they were also becoming rather unpleasant.

Finally, the week was over. The sage summoned the disciple. "Any thoughts about all this?"

"Yes, Master," the disciple replied. "When we are unable to forgive others, we carry negative feelings with us everywhere, much like these potatoes. That negativity becomes a burden to us and, after a while, it festers."

"Yes, that is exactly what happens when one holds a grudge. So, how can we lighten the load?"

"We must strive to forgive."

"Forgiving someone is the equivalent of removing the corresponding potato from the sack. How many of your transgressors are you able to forgive?"

"I've thought about it quite a bit, Master," the disciple said. "It required much effort, but I have decided to forgive all of them."

"Very well, we can remove all the potatoes. Were there any more people who transgressed against you this last week?"

The disciple thought for a while and admitted there were. Then he felt panic when he realized his empty sack was about to get filled up again.

"Master," he asked, "if we continue like this, wouldn't there always be potatoes in the sack week after week?"

"Yes, as long as people speak or act against you in some way, you will always have potatoes."

"But Master, we can never control what others do. So what good is the Tao in this case?"

"We're not at the realm of the Tao yet. Everything we have talked about so far is the conventional approach to forgiveness. It is the same thing that many philosophies and most religions preach - we must constantly strive to forgive, for it is an important virtue. This is not the Tao because there is no striving in the Tao."

"Then what is the Tao, Master?"

"You can figure it out. If the potatoes are negative feelings, then what is the sack?"

"The sack is... That which allows me to hold on to the negativity. It is something within us that makes us dwell on feeling offended.... Ah, it is my inflated sense of self-importance. "

"And what will happen if you let go of it?"

"Then... The things that people do or say against me no longer seem like such a major issue."

"In that case, you won't have any names to inscribe on potatoes. That means no more weight to carry around, and no more bad smells.

The Tao of forgiveness is the conscious decision to not just to remove some potatoes... But to relinquish the entire sack."

[pavalamani pragasam]

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THE FERN AND THE BAMBOO

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One day I decided to quit…. I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality. …

I wanted to quit my life.

I went to the woods to have one last talk with God.

“God”, I said. “Can you give me one good reason not to quit?”

His answer surprised me…

“Look around”, He said. “Do you see the fern and the bamboo?”

“Yes”, I replied.

“When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them.

I gave them light. I gave them water.
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The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor.

Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.
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In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful.

And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed.

But I did not quit on the bamboo”.
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He said. “In the third year, there was still nothing from the bamboo seed.

But I would not quit.

In the fourth year, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed.

I would not quit.”
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He said. “Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth.

Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant.
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But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 Feet tall.
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It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive.

I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle.”
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He said to me.? “Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots. I Would not quit on the bamboo. I will never quit on you. Don’t compare yourself to others.”

He said. “The bamboo had a different purpose than the Fern, yet, they both make the forest beautiful.”

“Your time will come, “God said to me.” You will rise high!”

“How high should I rise?” I asked.

“How high will the bamboo rise?” He asked in return.

“As high as it can?” I questioned.

“Yes.” He said, “Give me glory by rising as high as you can.”

I left the forest and brought back this story.

I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you……..
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[NOV]

-Scientists say the higher your I.Q. The more you dream.

-The largest cell in the human body is the female egg and the smallest is the male sperm.

-You use 200 muscles to take one step.

-The average woman is 5 inches shorter than the average man.

-Your big toes have two bones each while the rest have three.

-A pair of human feet contains 250,000 sweat glands.

-A full bladder is roughly the size of a soft ball.

-The acid in your stomach is strong enough to dissolve razor blades.

-The human brain cell can hold 5 times as much information as the Encyclopedia Britannica.

-It takes the food seven seconds to get from your mouth to your stomach.

-The average human dream lasts 2-3 seconds.

-Men without hair on their chests are more likely to get cirrhosis of the liver than men with hair.

-At the moment of conception, you spent about half an hour as a single cell.

-There are about one trillion bacteria on each of your feet.

-Your body gives off enough heat in 30 minutes to bring half a gallon of water to a boil.

-The enamel in your teeth is the hardest substance in your body.

-Your teeth start growing 6 months before you are born.

-When you are looking at someone you love, your pupils dilate, and they do the same when you are looking at someone you hate.

-Your thumb is the same length of your nose.

At this very moment I know well you are putting this last fact to the test...
...now remove your thumb from your nose and pass this information on to the friends you think might be interested in comparing their thumbs to their noses as well. :)

[P_R]

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Bill Waterson :bow:


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Bill Waterson :bow:

NOV, can you please enable the pic in the link ?

:rotfl: :rotfl: Too good :thumbsup:

[carrey]

A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.

SON: 'Daddy, may I ask you a question?'

DAD: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the man.

SON: 'Daddy, how much do you make an hour?'

DAD: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the man said angrily.

SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?'

DAD: 'If you must know, I make $50 an hour.'

SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down.

SON: 'Daddy, may I please borrow $25?'

The father was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.'

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.

The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?

After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down , and started to think:

Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.

'Are you asleep, son?' He asked.

'No daddy, I'm awake,' replied the boy.

'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the man. 'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $25 you asked for.'

The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you daddy!' he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.

The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.

The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.

'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the father grumbled.

'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied.

'Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.'

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.

It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that $50 worth of your time with someone you love.

If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of hours. But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.

[NOV]

She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and suitcases.

On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things.

On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candle-light, put on some soft background music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of spring-water .

When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar into the hollow of the curtain rods.

She then cleaned up the kitchen and left. When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days. Then slowly, the house began to smell.

They tried everything; cleaning, mopping and airing the place out.

Vents were checked for dead rodents and carpets were steam cleaned.

Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which they had to move out for a few days and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting.

Nothing worked!!!

People stopped coming over to visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house. The maid quit.

Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move. A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinking house.

Word got out and eventually even the local realtors refused to return their calls.

Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place ...

The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going .

He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back.

Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day . She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.

A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home...

And to spite the ex-wife, they even took the curtain rods!

[NOV]

His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to make a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog.

There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death.

The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.

'I want to repay you,' said the nobleman. 'You saved my son's life.'

'No, I can't accept payment for what I did,' the Scottish farmer replied waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel.

'Is that your son?' the nobleman asked.

'Yes,' the farmer replied proudly.

'I'll make you a deal. Let me provide him with the level of education my own son will enjoy If the lad is anything like his father, he'll no doubt grow to be a man we both will be proud of.' And that he did.

Farmer Fleming's son attended the very best schools and in time, graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.



Years afterward, the same nobleman's son who was saved from the bog was stricken with pneumonia.

What saved his life this time? Penicillin.

The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill .. His son's name?



Sir Winston Churchill.

Someone once said: What goes around comes around.