Love!!!

Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn'tmean they don't love you with all they have.
Ralph and Edna were both patients in a mental hospital.One day while they were walking past the hospital swimming pool, Ralphsuddenly jumped into the deep end. He sank to the bottom of the pool andstayed there.
Edna promptly jumped in to save him. She swam to the bottom and pulledhim out. When the Head Nurse Director became aware of Edna's heroic actshe immediately ordered her to be discharged from the hospital, as shenow considered her to be mentally stable.
When she went to tell Edna the news she said, 'Edna, I have good newsand bad news.The good news is you're being discharged, since you wereable to rationally respond to a crisis by jumping in and saving the lifeof the person you love... I have concluded that your act displays soundmindedness.
The bad news is, Ralph hung himself in the bathroom with his bathrobebelt right after you saved him. I am so sorry, but he's dead.'
Edna replied, 'He didn't hang himself, I put him there to dry..How soon can I go home?'

Jai Hind

An ingenious example of speech and politics occurred recently in the United Nations Assembly that made the world community smile.A representative from India began: 'Before beginning my talk I want to tell you something about Rishi Kashyap of Kashmir, after whom Kashmir is named. When he struck a rock and it brought forth water, he thought, 'What a good opportunity to have a bath..' He removed his clothes, put them aside on the rock and entered the water. When he got out and wanted to dress, his clothes had vanished.. A Pakistani had stolen them.'The Pakistani representative jumped up furiously and shouted, 'What are you talking about? The Pakistanis weren't there then.'The Indian representative smiled and said, 'And now that we have made that clear, I will begin my speech. 'And they say Kashmir belongs to themThis is one mail I recommend to be shared with 'ALL INDIANS'...including the world at large.
JAI HIND

Some challenges to your Lateral Thinking

An interesting quiz for you Lateral Thinking abilities --- Think!

1. There is a man who lives on the top floor of a very tall building.
Everyday he gets the elevator down to the ground floor to leave the building to go to work. Upon returning from work though, he can only travel half way up in the elevator and has to walk the rest of the way unless it's raining!

Why?

*(This is probably the best known and most celebrated of all lateral thinking puzzles. It is a true classic. Although there are many possible solutions which fit the initial conditions, only the canonical answer is truly satisfying.) *

2.A man and his son are in a car accident. The father dies on the scene, but the child is rushed to the hospital. When he arrives the surgeon says, "I can't operate on this boy, he is my son! " How can this be?

3. A man is wearing black: black shoes, socks, trousers, jumper, gloves and balaclava. He is walking down a black street with all the street lamps off. A black car is coming towards him with its light off but somehow manages to stop in time. How did the driver see the man?

4. Why is it better to have round manhole covers than square ones?

*This is logical rather than lateral, but it is a good puzzle that can be solved by lateral thinking techniques. It is supposedly used by a very well-known software company as an interview question for prospective employees. *

5. A man walks into a restaurant and asks the waiter for a glass of water. The waiter pulls out a gun and points it at the man. The man says 'Thank you' and walks out.

*(This puzzle claims to be the best of the genre. It is simple in its statement, absolutely baffling and yet with a completely satisfying solution. Most people struggle very hard to solve this one, yet they like the answer when they hear it or have the satisfaction of figuring it
out.) *






















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1. The man is very, very short and can only reach halfway up the elevator buttons. However, if it is raining then he will have his umbrella with him and can press the higher buttons with it.

2. The surgeon was his mother.

3... It was day time.

4. A square manhole cover can be turned and dropped down the diagonal of the manhole. A round manhole cannot be dropped down the manhole. So, for safety and practicality, all manhole covers should be round.

5. The man had hiccups. The waiter recognized this from his speech and drew the gun in order to give him a shock. It worked and cured the hiccups-so the man no longer needed the water.

Am I with a right partner?

During a seminar, a woman asked," How do I know if I am with the right person?" the author then noticed that there was a large man sitting next toher so he said, "It depends. Is that your partner?" In all seriousness, sheanswered "How do you know?" Let me answer this question because the chancesare good that it's weighing on your mind replied the author. Here's theanswer.
Every relationship has a cycle...In the beginning; you fall in love withyour partner. You anticipate their calls, want their touch, and like theiridiosyncrasies. Falling in love wasn't hard. In fact, it was a completelynatural and spontaneous experience. You didn't have to DO anything. That'swhy it's called "falling" in love.
People in love sometimes say, "I was swept of my feet." Picture theexpression. It implies that you were just standing there; doing nothing,and then something happened TO YOU. Falling in love is a passive andspontaneous experience. But after a few months or years of being together,the euphoria of love fades. It's a natural cycle of EVERY relationship.Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all), touchis not always welcome (when it happens), and your spouse's idiosyncrasies,instead of being cute, drive you nuts. The symptoms of this stage vary withevery relationship; you will notice a dramatic difference between theinitial stage when you were in love and a much duller or even angrysubsequent stage. At this point, you and/or your partner might startasking, "Am I with the right person?" And as you reflect on the euphoria ofthe love you once had, you may begin to desire that experience with someoneelse. This is when relationships breakdown.
The key to succeeding in a relationship is not finding the right person;it's learning to love the person you found.
People blame their partners for their unhappiness and look outside forfulfillment. Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sizes.Infidelity is the most common. But sometimes people turn to work, a hobby,a friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances. But the answer to thisdilemma does NOT lie outside your relationship. It lies within it. I'm notsaying that you couldn't fall in love with someone else. You could. AndTEMPORARILY you'd feel better. But you'd be in the same situation a fewyears later. Because (listen carefully to this): The key to succeeding in arelationship is not finding the right person; it's learning to love theperson you found.
SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. You have towork on it day in and day out. It takes time, effort, and energy. And mostimportantly, it demands WISDOM. You have to know WHAT TO DO to make itwork. Make no mistake about it. Love is NOT a mystery. There are specificthings you can do (with or without your partner). Just as there arephysical laws of the universe (such as gravity), there are also laws forrelationships. If you know and apply these laws, the results arepredictable. Love is therefore a "decision". Not just a feeling.
Remember this always: God determines who walks into your life. It is up toyou to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuseto let GO!!

What is recession?

What is recession? This Story is about a man who once upon a time was selling Hotdogs by the roadside. He was illiterate, so he never read newspapers. He was hard of hearing, so he never listened to the radio. His eyes were weak, so he never watched television. But enthusiastically, he sold lots of hotdogs. He was smart enough to offer some attractive schemes to increase his sales. His sales and profit went up. He ordered more a more raw material and buns and use to sale more. He recruited few more supporting staff to serve more customers. He started offering home deliveries. Eventually he got himself a bigger and better stove. As his business was growing, the son, who had recently graduated from College, joined his father. Then something strange happened. The son asked, "Dad, aren't you aware of the great recession that is coming our way?" The father replied, "No, but tell me about it." The son said, "The international situation is terrible. The domestic situation is even worse. We should be prepared for the coming bad times." The man thought that since his son had been to college, read the papers, listened to the radio and watched TV. He ought to know and his advice should not be taken lightly. So the next day onwards, the father cut down the his raw material order and buns, took down the colourful signboard, removed all the special schemes he was offering to the customers and was no longer as enthusiastic. He reduced his staff strength by giving layoffs. Very soon, fewer and fewer people bothered to stop at his hotdog stand. And his sales started coming down rapidly, same is the profit.. The father said to his son, "Son, you were right". "We are in the middle of a recession and crisis. I am glad you warned me ahead of time." Moral of The Story: It’s all in our MIND! And we actually FUEL this recession much more than we think.

good one...

There comes a point in your life when you realizewho matters,who never did,who won't anymore...and who always will.So, don't worry about people from your past,there's a reason why they didn't make it to your future.Give this heart to everyone you don't want to lose in 2009, includingme, if you care.Try to collect 12; it's not easy!
Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kindof battle.

Sachin Tendulkar: Man, myth or product of the times?

Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar. At 35 he is not a sportsman anymore, he is a bloody phenomenon. Reams of newsprint have been filled with description, analyses and tributes to his genius. Websites have dedicated huge amounts of space and attention to every little thing he does. Everything that needs to be written about the man has already been written. Or has it? Young cricketers have injected much needed optimism and vigour by performing splendidly under pressure. Nothing will do more for this revival than a Sachin Tendulkar hundred at Sharjah, even if he did not get one in the ICC KnockOut tournament. Is he under pressure to perform? Does he feel the pressure lifting because some others are also coming good? Who really knows what happens in the mind of Sachin Tendulkar? One notices a collection of details about the man that is not always visible in other cricketers. He is always the first to practice sessions. Once he puts on his pads to have a session at the nets, he does not take his pads off very easily. Even after he is done with batting, he makes it a point to bowl in the nets till the last man comes off. He does not say a single unnecessary word to pressmen. Unless he is terribly mobbed, he always stops to sign autographs for children. If a photograph is requested, he is polite to a fault. He always takes a bit of time to ask kids what class they are studying in, or some similar question that makes them feel that the little master cares. When disappointed with a decision, he does not make any untoward gestures. He may look crestfallen, but never steps out of line. So is he a paragon of virtue? Certainly not. His manner of captaincy has left room for a lot of criticism. Firstly he found the task of marshalling a disparate group difficult. On top of that, his own batting form took a beating. Another charge that has been leveled against him is that he tends to look after his friends with special care. But of course this allegation is rather unsubstantiated. However, at a time when cricket is going through arguably its most troubling episode, people are desperate for someone who stands for all that is good about the game. And Tendulkar is often the man who has to carry that cross. Does he want to be known as an example of all things good? Probably not. He wants to be Sachin Tendulkar. With all his weaknesses and faults. Do we the people let him be that? Certainly not. A majority of us look to him to make us feel better. When he walks out to bat, the weight of the nation's inadequacies is on his shoulders. What we can't achieve in our day to day lives, we look for Tendulkar to make up for on the cricket field. If he slams a century and takes us to victory, all of a sudden the world looks a better place. Tendulkar is excessively professional in his approach. He is one cricketer whose integrity has never ever been questioned. One look at the intensity with which he approaches the game makes it plain that no bookie would have the guts to approach the man. And yet he got together with Mark Mascarenhas and WorldTel long before cricket became the multi-crore industry it is today. The boy wonder signed a landmark deal that guaranteed crores of income from endorsements. To fulfil his contractual obligations, he turned up at various functions, endorsed a range of products from watches to car tyres to credit cards to toothpaste. Was he selling out? No one remotely suggested that. While a host of television advertisements based on cricketers has been taken off the air after the match fixing scandal broke, Tendulkar remains an eminently saleable commodity. If an avid cricket lover finds an old lamp, shines it and a genie pops out offering him any one wish, there would be very little dilemma. "I wish I could spend 24 hours listening to what goes on in Sachin Tendulkar's mind" would be his knee jerk reaction. If such a thing could be done, it would provide priceless insights into modern sport. At the end of the day one has to admit that Tendulkar is a true product of his times. The marketing, the hype, the drive. It is certainly a recent phenomenon. There was always a drive for excellence. But for someone to be such a public figure and influence the minds of millions is a phenomenon that has come about in the last few decades. He is no statesman, no politician, no religious leader. And yet he holds sway with as much power of as any one of the above. Whether he faces it or not, he is one of the few Indians who binds the whole of this country. Probably, no other person in the country is as uniformly admired as him. He is in a position of immense power. Did he choose to get to this position and work towards it? One reckons not. The price he has had to pay as an individual is incomparable to the rewards. Okay, so a majority of youngsters in this country would kill to be in his shoes. But what about the maestro himself? Fortunately or otherwise he doesn't have a choice. It is tragic however that a man who has given so much to the country and touched us all in some way or the other cannot enjoy a moment of peace when he wants it. If he wants to take his wife Anjali and kids out to dinner there would be such a mob at the restaurant it would be claustrophobic. And what of his kids? Can they ever have a normal upbringing? Will their friends treat them as just any other kids? That is hardly possible given the fact that Tendulkar is not any other man. He is special. Very special. And trapped by that. When his back injury threatened to ruin his career, the speculation was immense. Major newspapers and magazines carried detailed medical diagnosis and plainly asked whether his career was over. There was even a case of a teenager committing suicide on merely hearing that Tendulkar might not be able to play again. God forbid, but if something like that were to happen, where would that leave Sachin Tendulkar? Sure, he's made enough money to live luxuriously for the next few generations. But would he be able to live with the fact that he was ordinary once more? The media, the sponsors, the people of India have in the last few years made it extremely difficult for Tendulkar to live with himself if he was ordinary. A classic product of our times, Tendulkar's life goes parallel to the likes of Pete Sampras and more distinctly Tiger Woods. When modern society sees an outrageous talent that is coupled with the drive to be successful, it seizes upon it like never before. Even if Tendulkar were content with his achievements and decided to call it a day, he would not be allowed to without a hue and cry. Let's face it. He runs the cricket industry in India. Who can see a headline that has the word Tendulkar in it and ignore it? If Sachin Tendulkar has a breakdown of sorts at any time, we all will have blood on our hands. That's a fine way to thank someone who has given us so much, isn't it?

Anger and love

A saint asked his disciples, 'Why do we shout in anger? Why do peopleshout at each other when they are upset?'
Disciples thought for a while, one of them said, 'Because we lose ourcalm, we shout for that.'
'But, why to shout when the other person is just next to you?' asked thesaint. 'Isn't it possible to speak to him or her with a soft voice? Whydo you shout at a person when you're angry?'
Disciples gave some other answers but none satisfied the saint. Finallyhe explained, 'When two people are angry at each other, their heartsdistance a lot. To cover that distance they must shout to be able tohear each other. The angrier they are, the stronger they will have toshout to hear each other through that great distance.'
Then the saint asked, 'What happens when two people fall in love? Theydon't shout at each other but talk softly, why? Because their hearts arevery close. The distance between them is very small...'
The saint continued, 'When they love each other even more, what happens?They do not speak, only whisper and they get even closer to each otherin their love. Finally they even need not whisper, they only look ateach other and that's all. That is how close two people are when theylove each other.'
MORAL: When you argue do not let your hearts get distant, do not saywords that distance each other more, else there will come a day when thedistance is so great that you will not find the path to return.

simply superb

The woman in your life...very well expressed...Tomorrow you may get a working woman, but you should marry with these facts as well. Here is a girl, who is as much educated as you are; Who is earning almost as much as you do;

One, who has dreams and aspirations just as you have because she is as human as you are;

One, who has never entered the kitchen in her life just like you or your Sister haven't, as she was busy in studies and competing in a system that gives no special concession to girls for their culinary achievements

One, who has lived and loved her parents & brothers & sisters, almost as much as you do for 20-25 years of her life;

One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home, people who love her, to adopt your home, your family, your ways and even your family name

One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1, while you sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances, environment and that kitchen

One, who is expected to make the tea, first thing in the morning and cook food at the end of the day, even if she is as tired as you are, maybe more, and yet never ever expected to complain; to be a servant, a cook, a mother, a wife, even if she doesn't want to; and is learning just like you are as to what you want from her; and is clumsy and sloppy at times and knows that you won't like it if she is too demanding, or if she learns faster than you;

One, who has her own set of friends, and that includes boys and even men at her workplace too, those, who she knows from school days and yet is willing to put all that on the back-burners to avoid your irrational jealousy, unnecessary competition and your inherent insecurities;

Yes, she can drink and dance just as well as you can, but won't, simply because you won't like it, even though you say otherwise

One, who can be late from work once in a while when deadlines, just like yours, are to be met; One, who is doing her level best and wants to make this most important relationship in her entire life a grand success, if you just help her some and trust her;

One, who just wants one thing from you, as you are the only one she knows in your entire house - your unstinted support, your sensitivities and most importantly - your understanding, or love, if you may call it.

But not many guys understand this...

One of the best told stories through mails, every word in this is felt and expressed directly from heart….

Hats off to the person who has drafted it.. Right out of a woman's heart

An interesting read :

Dear Friends,
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking... I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!
That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; I had lost my heart to a lovely girl called Dew. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, 30% shares of my company and the car. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that everyday for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy.
Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset.
I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest... I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had doneto her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as themonth slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. Suddenly it hit me; she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.
Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind... I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She e looked at me, astonished. Then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death does us apart.
Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote:
'I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart'

The small details of our lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, the property, the bank balance that matters. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happymarriage!
- Unknown.
If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you, but if you do, you justmight save a marriage.
We teach some by what we say
We teach some more by what we do
But we teach most by what we are