Friday, April 17, 2009


A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. They were aloving couple and the boy was the gem of their eyes. When the boy wasaround two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottleopen. He was late for office so he asked his wife to cap the bottle andkeep it in the cupboard. His wife, preoccupied in the kitchen totallyforgot the matter. The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to thebottle fascinated by its color and drank it all. It happened to be apoisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages. When the childcollapsed the mother hurried him to the hospital, where he died. Themother was stunned. She was terrified how to face her husband. When thedistraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he lookedat his wife and uttered just five words.

QUESTIONS :1. What were the five words ?2. What is the implication of this story?
ANSWER :The husband just said
"I am with you Darling"The husband's totally unexpected reaction is a proactive behavior. Thechild is dead. He can never be brought back to life. There is no pointin finding fault with the mother.Besides, if only he had taken time to keep the bottle away, this wouldnot have happened. No one is to be blamed. She had also lost her onlychild. What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy fromthe husband. That is what he gave her.If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there wouldbe much fewer problems in the world".

A journey of a thousand milesbegins with a single step. Take off all your envies, jealousies,unforgiveness, selfishness, and fears. And you will find things areactually not as difficult as you think.

MORAL OF THE STORY:This story is really worth reading. ..... Sometimes we spend time inasking who is responsible or whom to blame, whether in a relationship,in a job or with the people we know.
By this way we miss out something called LIFE.

15 things you probably never knew or thought about....

1. At least five people in this world love you so much they would die for you.
2. At least fifteen people in this world love you in some way.
3. The only reason anyones would ever hate you is because they want to be just like you.
4. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.
5. Every night, someone thinks about you before they go to sleep.
6. You mean the world to someone.
7. If not for you, someone may not be living.
8. You are special and unique.
9. Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.
10. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it.
11. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world.
12. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you believe in yourself, probably, sooner or later, you will get it.
13. Always remember the compliments you recieved. Forget the rude remarks.
14. Always tell soemone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know.
15. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.

Why i didnt get girl friend?

The often repeated topic. It seems to be a mystery until I really start thinking. One of my personal favorites. Why some men can never fall in love or never get girl friends. Many of us just keep complaining, without thinking on what the inherent problem is and found out some important issues which might concur with a majority of ppl who are rocking the same boat as mine.

1) I always sit in the last bench with the other class comrades who feel that it’s possible to get marks sitting in last row. In case of workplace, no girls are there in my project and I have like minded ppl like me as colleagues and wherein my entertainment oscillates between the play stations and cinema theaters.

2) I obviously cant groove and dance, and dance around in a group in a disc by just shaking my head or grooving my hip. Desi music directors are my favorites. I cant wait for a bangra number to crop up. Unfortunately, I am too adept at dancing dappankuthu or Desi dance, not the Americanized western hip hop dance.

3) I perceive discotheque to be a place where I will have a chance to unleash my dancing potential (dappankuthu) and occupy the center stage with 10 other fellow rogues, immediately throwing out the babes from the vicinity of the dance floor. This automatically repels the women from me (they consider me as out of civilization. But, unfortunately we think that we are the only ppl who can really dance)

4) My Intelligence quotient mostly can take in just Jackie Chan, Arnold and Stallone flicks. It can take in just action films whose contents can be absorbed. I just can't take any English Romance films. Desi romance rocks. We invariably are the DDLJ and Hum Aapke Hai Kaun types. Shahrukh, Rajni, Chiranjeev,Kamal, Mohanlal, Mammotty rock. Tom Cruise is a dud!!! and invariably ***...(obv..its becoz of jealousy)

5) I can’t eat Spanish, Chinese foods and my fav restaurant invariably happens to be Saravana Bhavan, Anandha Bhavan, Shanthi-Sagar types. Of coz we cant forget Karpagam Mess, Mami's kadai and Murugan Idly. We frankly are clueless as to what are Bella Ciao, Wang's kitchen and things like that, unless we happen to go an a treat organized by the other guyz.

6) I don't see a reason why I have to go to Barristas or Qwiky's when the local corner "Nair Kadai Chaaya" tastes like nectar and satisfies I more than a Barristas. Lime tea is the best tea to have been invented by an human and I are thankful to nair for providing it to I.

7) Most of the jokes I know are adult or the local jokes which I can discuss only with my other fellow comrades and which again takes the opportunity from telling a joke to the girl and impressing her. But when I seriously tell very good jokes, the blondes can't comprehend. I have to tell some absolutely "Kadi jokes" (terrible bores) to make them laugh, which I try however, will never come close to.

8) I obviously don't know how to make use of Yahoo Messenger, and I use it to scold my online friends with the best choice of invectives, ask them to book the latest movie tickets. I unfortunately don't know how to flirt using Yahoo Messenger and are frequently at loss of topics when I want to chat with some girl. Whereas I am deluged with strange topics to discuss with my friend with whom I had lost touch for the past decade or so.

9) While chatting in messenger, I seriously cant start a topic with a girl. I have seen guyz chatting with girls purely with emoticons for more than an hour. I can never do that. I will have to crack real dumb jokes to start the conversation or falsely extol them. And bet, I can't do the following: Boy : What did you have for breakfast??Girl : I had idli .....Boy: Is it??? Same pinch, no back pinch, I too had idli. (he pinches her) and laughs.Girl : Ouchhh (artificially). It hurts.Boy: Ohh.. I am sorry and (tries to apologise).............then says "I had sambhar for idli."Girl: (excitedly)..Sambharrrrrrrr............ i had chutney....and giggles... I swear, I cant tolerate any longer than this................ And this is not a figment of imagination, by any means. I have seen this...Though I agree there may be exceptions...

10) I cant sing a Bryan Adams, Sting, George Michael's song. When someone talks about Linking Park, I cannot even imagine who they are and the closest link I can associate with them is Cubbon Park.

11) I seriously am clueless as to what rock music is.

12) All through college life, I belong to this boyz gang and even in my gang, nobody has a girlfriend. So there is absolutely an absence of the inspirational factor. With ALL these attributes, it is difficult for guyz like me to fall in love or find a girl. But it is not a sin after all. I guess we are not made for it. We are one among the few in the vanishing tribe. Let us accept that and be proud of that...

We have THE uniqueness that we remain single till we get married and having that trait is really a virtue and who knows, we might be the elite clique in the future. So all those of ppl like me who feel sad that they dont have Gf's, just chill!!! We are not made for it and I swear that for our characteristics,
a GF would not have added any value addition and we are better off staying single till 28 or 30 :-).

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Love and Life... Dont miss

This story tells us something about LOVE & LIFE.
My husband is S/W Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady 
nature and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders. 
Two years of courtship and now, five years into marriage, would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. 
The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness. 
I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings. yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy.  My husband is my complete opposite; his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about LOVE. 
One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce. 
"Why?" he asked, shocked.
"I am tired. There are no reasons for everything in the world!" I answered.
He kept silent the whole night, seemingly in deep thought. 
My feeling of disappointment only increased.  Here was a man, who was not able to even express his predicament,  so what else could I expect from him? 
And finally he asked me: "What can I do to change your mind?"
Somebody said it right... It's hard to change a person's personality,  and I guess, I have started losing faith in him. 
Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered: "Here is the question. 
If you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind. 
Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death. Will you do it for me?" 
He said: "I will give you your answer tomorrow....
"My hopes just sank by listening to his response. 
I woke up the next morning to find him gone,  and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting underneath a milk glass,  on the dining table near the front door, that goes.... 
My dear, "I would not pick that flower for you,  but....please allow me to explain the reasons further..... 
This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.
"When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen.  I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs. 
You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you. 
You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city.  I have to save my eyes to show you the way. 
You always have the cramps whenever your "good friend" approaches every month. I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.
You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom.
You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes. I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, 
I can help to clip your nails and help to remove those annoying white hairs. 
So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand... and tell you the color of flowers,  just like the color of the glow on your young face... Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do... I could not pick that flower yet, and die ... "
My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting. .. 
And as I continue on reading... "Now, that you have finished reading my answer,  and if you are satisfied, please open the front door for 
I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk...
I rushed to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face,  clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread....
Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he  does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone...
That's LIFE, and LOVE. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away,  and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.
Love shows up in all forms; even in very small and cheeky forms. 
It has never been a model. It could be the dullest and most boring form... 
Flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship.
Under all this, the pillar of true love stands... AND THAT'S LIFE

Mom comes to meet her son...

Mom comes to visit her son Kumar for dinner......who lives with a girl roommate Sunita. During the course of the meal, his mother couldn't help but notice how pretty Kumar's roommate was. She had long been suspicious of a relationship between the two, and this had only made her more curious.
Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between Kumar and his roommate than met the eye.
Reading his mom's thoughts, Kumar volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Sunita and I are just roommates." 
About a week later, Sunita came to Kumar saying, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the silver plate. You don't suppose she took it, do you?" Kumar said,” Well, I doubt it, but I'll email her, just to be sure."
So he sat down and wrote:
Dear Mother:
I'm not saying that you 'did' take the silver plate from my house, I'm not saying that you 'did not' take the silver plate... But the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.
Love, Kumar
Several days later, Kumar received an email from his Mother which read
Dear Son:
I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Sunita, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Sunita. But the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her OWN bed, she would have found the silver plate by now under the pillow...
Lesson of the day:
Don't Lie to Your Mother............especially if she is Indian!

Dream More...

Couldn't resist sending it to all. (One of the best chain mail)

Couldn't resist sending it to all. :-)

I want to thank all my friends and other unknown people who have forwarded chain letters to me in 2008.

Because of your kindness: I stopped eating apples for fear that it might have been cut by a fruit-seller having an open wound on his hands & is suffering from AIDS.

I smell like a wet dog since I stopped using deodorants because they cause cancer.

I also stopped answering the phone for fear that they may ask me to dial a stupid number and then I get a phone bill from hell with calls to Uganda , Singapore and Tokyo .

When I go to parties, I don't look at any girl, no matter how hot she is, for fear that she will take me to a hotel, drug me, then take my kidneys and leave me taking a nap in a bathtub full of ice.

I also donated all my savings to the Amy Bruce account. A sick girl that was about to die in the hospital about 7,000 times. (Poor girl! she's been 7 since 1993...)

My free Nokia phone never arrived and neither did the free passes for a paid vacation to Disneyland .

Made some Hundred wishes before forwarding those Dalai Lama, Ganesh Vandana, Tirupathi Balaji pics etc..
Now most of those "Wishes" are already married (to someone else)!

You can add your own notes based on your similar experience and send them to your friends.

If ORKUT deletes my account, it doesn't matter BUT PLEASE DON'T SEND me "Orkut is deleting accounts: Due to sudden rush..." Otherwise I'll delete my E-Mail account!

I have daily checked my ATM balance to see if Bill Gates have shared some of his fortune with me for sending those crap "BillGates is sharing his fortune'' emails but nothing happened...

No Thanks & No Regards whatsoever, A Totally Frustrated Software Engineer.

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