| HEIGHT OF Misunderstanding Mr. Sharma comes home one night, and his wife throws her arms around him 'I have great news: I'm a month overdue. I think we're going to have a baby! The doctor gave me a test today, but until we find out for sure, we can't tell anybody.' The next day, Mrs. Sharma receives a telephone call from Reliance Energy because the electricity bill has not been paid. 'Am I speaking to Mrs. Sharma? ' 'Yes... speaking' Reliance guy, 'You're a month overdue, you know!' 'How do YOU know?' stammers the young woman. 'Well, ma'am, it's in our files!' says the Reliance guy. 'What are you saying? It's in your files ...HOW?????' 'Yes ............. We have a system of finding out who's overdue ' 'GOD!!!!!!... ...... This is too much......... ..' 'Madam, I am sorry... I am following orders.... I have to inform you are overdue' 'I know that ... let me talk to my husband about this tonight. .... He will speak to your company tomorrow'. That night, she tells her husband about the incident, and he, mad as a bull, rushes to Reliance office the next day morning. 'What's going on? You have it on file that my wife is a month overdue? What business is that of yours?' the husband shouts. 'Just calm down,' says the lady at the reception at Reliance, 'it's nothing serious.. All you have to do is pay us.' 'PAY you? And if I refuse?' 'Well, in that case, sir, we'd have no option but to cut yours off.' 'And what would my wife do then?' the husband asks. 'I don't know. I guess she'd have to use a candle.' H ehh eheheheh… J |
Monday, October 10, 2011
What should the wife do..........
Monday, August 1, 2011
Now This is Treat
Now This is Treat..!!!
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Have u noticed the CAKE in the middle of the picture???
No..?
I know..!!!! ;)
The Elephant Rope
The Elephant Rope
A man was passing the elephants, he suddenly stopped, confused by the fact that these huge creatures were being held by a small rope tied to their front leg. No chains, no cages. It was obvious that the elephants could, at anytime, break away from their bonds but for some reason, they did not.
He saw a trainer nearby and asked why these animals just stood there and made no attempt to get away. “Well,” trainer said, “when they are very young and much smaller we use the same size rope to tie them and, at that age, it’s enough to hold them. As they grow up, they are conditioned to believe they cannot break away. They believe the rope can still hold them, so they never try to break free.”
The man was amazed. These animals could at any time break free from their bonds but because they believed they couldn’t, they were stuck right where they were.
Like the elephants, many of us go through life hanging onto a belief that we cannot do something, simply because we failed at it before?
Failure is part of learning; we should never give up the struggle in life.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Controlled By Wife…
Controlled By Wife…
Men and women on earth die and go to heaven.
God comes and says:
"I want the men to form two queues,
one line for the men who had control over their women, and the other one for the men who were controlled by their women. Also, I want all the women to go away so that no man and woman can talk."
Next time God comes back, the women are gone, and there are two lines.
The line for the men who were controlled by their women is 100 miles long, and in the line of men who had control over their women there is only one man.
God gets mad and says, "You men should be ashamed of yourselves. I Created in you my image, and you were all controlled by your mates. Look only one of my sons who stood up and made me proud. Learn from him! "
"Tell them, my son, how did you manage to be the only one in this line?"
The man replies, "I don't know, my wife told me to stand here."
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
The path from dreams to success does exist. May you have the vision to find it, the courage to get on to it, and the perseverance to follow it.
As a boy, Abin-Alsar overheard a conversation between his father and a dervish.
"Careful with your work", said the dervish. "Think of what future generations will say about you."
"So what?" replied his father, "When I die, everything shall end, and it will not matter what they say."
Abin-Alsar never forgot that conversation.
During his whole life, he made an effort to do good, to help people and go about his work with enthusiasm.
He became well-known for his concern for others.
When he died, he left behind a great number of things which improved the quality of life in his town.
On his tombstone, he had the following epitaph engraved:
"A life which ends with death, is a life not well spent."
"Careful with your work", said the dervish. "Think of what future generations will say about you."
"So what?" replied his father, "When I die, everything shall end, and it will not matter what they say."
Abin-Alsar never forgot that conversation.
During his whole life, he made an effort to do good, to help people and go about his work with enthusiasm.
He became well-known for his concern for others.
When he died, he left behind a great number of things which improved the quality of life in his town.
On his tombstone, he had the following epitaph engraved:
"A life which ends with death, is a life not well spent."
Friday, June 3, 2011
How to become a Loser
First thing first: Don't try anything in your life, which leads you to no achievements and you become a successful loser.
Advantages: In job nobody asks you to do anything.
You join as a xxxxxx and you leave the company as xxxxxx.
Nobody calls you for ideas, that means you never get disturbed
Disadvantages: None ....
Advantages: In job nobody asks you to do anything.
You join as a xxxxxx and you leave the company as xxxxxx.
Nobody calls you for ideas, that means you never get disturbed
Disadvantages: None ....
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
WRITTEN BY AN INDIAN SOFTWARE ENGINEER..
WRITTEN BY AN INDIAN SOFTWARE ENGINEER..
A Bitter Reality
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 some thing 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. 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 neighbors 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 neighbors 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.................!!!**
START THINKING…
IS IT JUST FOR ONE EXTRA BEDROOM???
LIFE IS BEYOND THIS ...DON'T JUST LEAVE YOUR LIFE .....
START LIVING IT ...* *
LIVE IT AS YOU WANT IT TO BE ...*
A Bitter Reality
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 some thing 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. 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 neighbors 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 neighbors 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.................!!!**
START THINKING…
IS IT JUST FOR ONE EXTRA BEDROOM???
LIFE IS BEYOND THIS ...DON'T JUST LEAVE YOUR LIFE .....
START LIVING IT ...* *
LIVE IT AS YOU WANT IT TO BE ...*
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