Welcome 2008..another year passed by and if you look back u recall the 1st of Jan'07, that too was a new year ...you made resolutions that u remembered till the very first month of year and as the time went by your commitment to your resolution weakened ... and then it vanished from your memory bank. yet another day has arrived to make resolutions and fresh commitments to be made. Most of us commit to our commitments like new year resolutions and to some, life's ups and downs mean a lot and we get lost from our target...I would like to share a story that I read in a newspaper very recently..A speaker was delivering a motivational speech. He took out a 500 rupee note and asked the audience, that how many of them will be interested to receive that note. everybody was interested. Then the speaker twisted the note and threw it on the ground and he repeated the same question. Again everybody was interested. Then the speaker said OUR LIFE IS LIKE THE 500 RUPEE NOTE, HOWSOEVER TWIST AND TURNS YOU GET IT DOESN'T LOOSE ITS VALUE, SO DONT START CURSING YOURSELF AT THE SLIGHTEST SIGN OF DEFEAT INSTEAD REALISE THE VALUE OF YOUR LIFE AND THEN YOUR ENTHUSIASM WONT DIE HOWSOEVER THE ADVERSE CONDITION MAY COME.- WISH YOU ALL THE VERY BEST ON EVE OF NEW YEAR.

The PHOTO is “Pulitzer Prize ” winning photo taken in 1994 during the Sudan famine. The picture depicts a famine stricken child crawling towards an United Nations food camp, located a kilometer away.

The vulture is waiting for the child to die so that it can eat it. This picture shocked the whole world. No one knows what happened to the child, including the photographer Kevin Carter, who left the place as soon as the photograph was taken.

Three months later he committed suicide due to depression.

Sardar Santa Singh is the Englishg teacher in a school. He is very well renowned for all his students do very well in exams. The school is having an inspection and the inspector decided to visit the English class. This is what transpires :

Santa Singh : “Bolo bachon GADHA”

Students (in chorus) : “GADHA”

Santa Singh : “Bolo bachon GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE GADHA”

Students (in chorus) : “GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE GADHA”

Santa Singh : “Bolo bachon GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE MAI”

Students (in chorus) : “GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE MAI”

Santa Singh : “Bolo bachon GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE MAI, AUR MERE PEECHE SARA DESH”

Students (in chorus) : “GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE MAI, AUR MERE PEECHE SARA DESH”

By this time the inspector is furious. He confronts the principal and shouts at him “ What is this Santa Singh teaching to the students. He is supposed to be taking an English class and what he is saying is GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE MAI, AUR MERE PEECHE SARA DESH. The principal too is shocked, Santa Singh the famous English teacher doing this. He immediately sends for Santa Singh.

Principal : “ Santa Singhji what nonsense are you telling these students, GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE MAI, AUR MERE PEECHE SARA DESH”.

Santa Singh : “Yes I was telling all this in class, but I was only teaching the students the spelling of assassination. :- Ass-Ass-I-Nation.

A lady tells her husband to go to the store to buy
some cigarettes.  He walks down to the store only to
find it closed.  So he goes into a nearby bar to use
the vending machine. At the bar he sees a  beautiful
woman and starts talking to her. They have a couple of
beers and one thing leads to another and they end up
in her apartment

After they've had their fun, he realizes its 3AM
and says, "Oh no, its  so late, my  wife's going to
kill me. Have you got any talcum powder?" She gives
him some  talcum powder, which he proceeds to rub on
his hands and then he goes home. His wife is waiting
for him in the doorway and she is pretty angry.

Where the hell have you been?".

Well, honey, it's like this. I went to the store like
you aske! ! d, but they were closed. So I went to the bar
to use the vending machine. I saw this great looking
girl there and we had a few  drinks and one thing led
to another and I ended up in her apartment .
 
"Oh yeah? Let me see your hands!" She sees his hands
are covered with powder and says...

"You God damn liar!!! You were playing pool again!!!"
MORAL OF THE STORY  >
Always tell your wife the truth. She won't believe you

Lessons on Life  There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away. The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in summer, and the youngest son in the fall. When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe what they had seen.   The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted.   The second son said no it was covered with green buds and full of promise. The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen. The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment. The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen but only one season in the tree's life. He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season, and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up. If you give up when it's winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall. Lessons: Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest. Don't judge life by one difficult season. Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come some time or later

ITS THE HEIGHT OF CREATIVITY

lord of the rings

You Don't need to use your sixth sense to ENJOY

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by Ramesh

God was in the process of creating Universe. And he was explaining his subordinates –

“Look everything should be in balance. For every 10 deers there should be a lion.

Look here my fellow angels, here is the country of United States of America.

I have blessed them with prosperity and money. But at the same time I have given them insecurity and tension.

And here is Africa. I have given them beautiful nature. But at the same time, I have given them climatic extremes.

And here is South America. I have given them lots of forests. But at the same time I have given them lesser land so that they would have cut off forests…So you see fellows, everything should be in balance.”

One of the angels asked …

“God what is this beautiful country here?”

God said “Aah.. that is the crown piece of all INDIA.

My most precious creation.

They have understanding and friendly people.

Sparkling streams, serene mountains.

A culture which speaks of the great tradition that they live. Technologically brilliant and with a heart of gold.”

The angel was quite surprised “But God you said everything should be in balance”

God replied “Look at the neighbours I gave them !!”