<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of Ramesh Singh</title><link>http://rsingh19.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of Ramesh Singh</description><language>en-us</language><item><title>NEW YEAR RESOLUTION</title><description><![CDATA[<STRONG><FONT color=#3333ff size=5>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.</FONT></STRONG>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 12:13:20 +0530</pubDate><link>http://rsingh19.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/01/01/NEW-YEAR-RESOLUTION.html</link></item><item><title>A SHOCKING TRUTH</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT color=#3366ff size=5>The PHOTO is "Pulitzer Prize " winning photo taken in 1994 during the <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /><st1:country-region><st1:place>Sudan</st1:place></st1:country-region> famine. The picture depicts a famine stricken child crawling towards an United Nations food camp, located a kilometer away.</FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p><STRONG><FONT color=#3366ff size=5> </FONT></STRONG></o:p></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT color=#3366ff size=5>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.</FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT color=#3366ff size=5>Three months later he committed suicide due to depression.</FONT></STRONG></P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home5/850/40162cf70bc73823ad6ca5df5adc9294/homep/images/1198655155">]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2007 13:12:49 +0530</pubDate><link>http://rsingh19.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/12/26/A-SHOCKING-TRUTH.html</link></item><item><title>Santa Singh - The English Teacher</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono"><FONT size=5><STRONG><FONT color=#3366ff>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 :<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></FONT></STRONG></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono"><FONT size=5><STRONG><FONT color=#3366ff>Santa Singh : "Bolo bachon GADHA"<o:p></o:p></FONT></STRONG></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono"><FONT size=5><STRONG><FONT color=#3366ff>Students (in chorus) : "GADHA"<o:p></o:p></FONT></STRONG></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono"><FONT size=5><STRONG><FONT color=#3366ff>Santa Singh : "Bolo bachon GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE GADHA"<o:p></o:p></FONT></STRONG></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono"><FONT size=5><STRONG><FONT color=#3366ff>Students (in chorus) : "GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE GADHA"<o:p></o:p></FONT></STRONG></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono"><FONT size=5><STRONG><FONT color=#3366ff>Santa Singh : "Bolo bachon GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE MAI"<o:p></o:p></FONT></STRONG></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono"><FONT size=5><STRONG><FONT color=#3366ff>Students (in chorus) : "GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE MAI"<o:p></o:p></FONT></STRONG></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono"><FONT size=5><STRONG><FONT color=#3366ff>Santa Singh : "Bolo bachon GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE MAI, AUR MERE PEECHE SARA DESH"<o:p></o:p></FONT></STRONG></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono"><FONT size=5><STRONG><FONT color=#3366ff>Students (in chorus) : "GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE MAI, AUR MERE PEECHE SARA DESH"<o:p></o:p></FONT></STRONG></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono"><FONT size=5><STRONG><FONT color=#3366ff>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.<o:p></o:p></FONT></STRONG></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono"><FONT size=5><STRONG><FONT color=#3366ff>Principal : " Santa Singhji what nonsense are you telling these students, GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE GADHA, GADHE KE PEECHE MAI, AUR MERE PEECHE SARA DESH".<o:p></o:p></FONT></STRONG></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono"><FONT size=5><STRONG><FONT color=#3366ff>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.<o:p></o:p></FONT></STRONG></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#3366ff></FONT> </P>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 15 Dec 2007 20:26:16 +0530</pubDate><link>http://rsingh19.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/12/15/Santa-Singh-The-English.html</link></item><item><title>Honesty does Pay</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT size=6>A lady tells her husband to go to the store to buy<BR>some cigarettes.  He walks down to the store only to<BR>find it closed.  So he goes into a nearby bar to use<BR>the vending machine. At the bar he sees a  beautiful<BR>woman and starts talking to her. They have a couple of<BR>beers and one thing leads to another and they end up<BR>in her apartment</FONT></P><P><FONT size=6>After they've had their fun, he realizes its 3AM<BR>and says, "Oh no, its  so late, my  wife's going to<BR>kill me. Have you got any talcum powder?" She gives<BR>him some  talcum powder, which he proceeds to rub on<BR>his hands and then he goes home. His wife is waiting<BR>for him in the doorway and she is pretty angry.</FONT></P><P><FONT size=6>Where the hell have you been?".</FONT></P><P><FONT size=6>Well, honey, it's like this. I went to the store like<BR>you aske! ! d, but they were closed. So I went to the bar<BR>to use the vending machine. I saw this great looking<BR>girl there and we had a few  drinks and one thing led<BR>to another and I ended up in her apartment .<BR> <BR>"Oh yeah? Let me see your hands!" She sees his hands<BR>are covered with powder and says...</FONT></P><P><FONT size=6>"You God damn liar!!! You were playing pool again!!!"<BR>MORAL OF THE STORY  &gt;<BR>Always tell your wife the truth. She won't believe you </FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2007 14:03:12 +0530</pubDate><link>http://rsingh19.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/11/11/Honesty-does.html</link></item><item><title>Lessons of LIFE</title><description><![CDATA[<TABLE class=MsoNormalTable style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; WIDTH: 100%; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse; mso-border-alt: solid windowtext .5pt; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 0in 0in" cellSpacing=0 cellPadding=0 width="100%" border=1><TBODY><TR style="mso-yfti-irow: 0; mso-yfti-lastrow: yes"><TD style="BORDER-RIGHT: #ece9d8; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: #ece9d8; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; BORDER-LEFT: #ece9d8; WIDTH: 100%; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: #ece9d8; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent" width="100%"><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank></A></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Microsoft Sans Serif'"><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></SPAN></A></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Microsoft Sans Serif'"><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank></A><B><A><FONT size=6><SPAN style="COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">Lessons on Life</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"> </SPAN></FONT></A></B><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><BR><BR></SPAN></A><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=4>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.<BR><BR>The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in summer, and the youngest son in the fall. <BR><BR>When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe what they had seen. </FONT></SPAN></A><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><o:p></o:p></A></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Microsoft Sans Serif'"><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank></A></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><FONT color=#003399><FONT size=4><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Gothic'"> </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Microsoft Sans Serif'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></FONT></FONT></A></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Microsoft Sans Serif'"><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank></A></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Gothic'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Microsoft Sans Serif'"><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=4>The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted.</FONT></SPAN></A><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=4> </FONT></SPAN></A><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Microsoft Sans Serif'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></A></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Microsoft Sans Serif'"><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank></A></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: navy; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><FONT color=#003399><FONT size=4><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Gothic'"> </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Microsoft Sans Serif'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></FONT></FONT></A></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Microsoft Sans Serif'"><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank></A></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Century Gothic'; mso-bidi-font-family: 'Microsoft Sans Serif'"><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=4>The second son said no it was covered with green buds and full of promise. <BR><BR>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.<BR><BR>The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.</FONT></SPAN></A><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=4> </FONT></SPAN></A></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Microsoft Sans Serif'"><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><BR></SPAN></A><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><BR></SPAN></A><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=4>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. <BR><BR>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. <BR><BR>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.<BR><BR></FONT></SPAN></A><B><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><BR></SPAN></A><FONT size=4>L</FONT><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=4>essons:</FONT></SPAN></A></B><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><BR><BR></SPAN></A><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=4>Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest. <BR></FONT></SPAN></A><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><BR></SPAN></A><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=4>Don't judge life by one difficult season. </FONT></SPAN></A><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><o:p></o:p></A></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Microsoft Sans Serif'"><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><o:p><FONT size=4></FONT></o:p></SPAN></A></SPAN></P><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: maroon"><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><BR></SPAN></A><A title="Click here to get more mails @ emagzine" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/emagzine" target=_blank><FONT size=4><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come some time or later </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Microsoft Sans Serif'"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></FONT></A></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt" align=center><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><o:p><FONT size=4> </FONT></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><o:p><FONT size=4> </FONT></o:p></SPAN></P></TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home5/850/40162cf70bc73823ad6ca5df5adc9294/homep/images/1191140814">]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 30 Sep 2007 13:53:59 +0530</pubDate><link>http://rsingh19.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/09/30/Lessons-of.html</link></item><item><title>Creativity at its best</title><description><![CDATA[<FONT color=#ff0000 size=7>ITS THE HEIGHT OF CREATIVITY</FONT><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home5/850/40162cf70bc73823ad6ca5df5adc9294/homep/images/1188053411">]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 25 Aug 2007 20:20:05 +0530</pubDate><link>http://rsingh19.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/08/25/Creativity-at-its.html</link></item><item><title>Lord of the Rings</title><description><![CDATA[<FONT color=#cc0000><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size=7><STRONG>lord of the rings</STRONG></FONT> </FONT><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home5/850/40162cf70bc73823ad6ca5df5adc9294/homep/images/1187518157">]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 19 Aug 2007 15:38:56 +0530</pubDate><link>http://rsingh19.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/08/19/Lord-of-the.html</link></item><item><title>Sixth Sense</title><description><![CDATA[<FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#cc0000 size=7><STRONG>You Don't need to use your sixth sense to ENJOY</STRONG></FONT><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home5/850/40162cf70bc73823ad6ca5df5adc9294/homep/images/1187366631">]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2007 21:31:41 +0530</pubDate><link>http://rsingh19.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/08/17/Sixth.html</link></item><item><title>Electronic Names</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><U><FONT size=4><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono">Electronic names<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></U></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono" size=4>Aaj kal electronic mail ka zamana hai aur sabhi ke naam, pate badal chuke hai. Rina ab rina123 ho gayi hai, to kisi ka naam underscore ho <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /><st1:City><st1:place>gaya</st1:place></st1:City> hai aur koi abc ho <st1:City><st1:place>gaya</st1:place></st1:City> hai. To kisi ne apna pura naam hi badal liya hai(</FONT><A href="mailto:lovehunters@rediff"><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono" size=4>lovehunters@rediff</FONT></A><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono" size=4>, dipti_deep@yahoo and so on.. ). Ab jara sochiye ki aane wale kal me bacho ke naam karan ke saath pandit ji mail id bhi bana rahe honge. Aur jab kundali ban kar aayegi to who hoga </FONT><A href="mailto:suresh_bbn@gmail.com"><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono" size=4>suresh_bbn@gmail.com</FONT></A><FONT face="Courier New, Courier, mono" size=4> aur pandit ji yeh bhi batayenge ki chuki ladka rahu ki falan istithi me paida hua hai is liye bache ke baap ko apni mail ID badalni padegi, tatha bache ke heet me iski mata ko agle mahine ki 26 tareekh ko akhand path karane ke liye hamare website par 2600 rupye ka daan www.aslipandit.com par logon karke, credit card se Karna padega. .aur jaane kya kya hone wala hai. Lekin abhi jo ho raha hai usko dekhe.. is ID ke chakkar me..dekhiye kya hota hai? Ab ek sajjan ka tabadala kisi dusre sahar me hua aur bahut hi num aakhon se patni ne bidai di kaha "jaan pahuchate hi mail kar dena." <SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </SPAN>Saahab bhi bade dukhi , unhone pucha ki "abc wale par ya 1234 wale par. Patni ne kaha abc wala khulne me time lagata hai uska server aajkal hamesha down rahta hai, aap 1234 wale par kar dena. Janaab dusre sahar pahuche aur hotel me kadam rakhte hi patni ki yaad satane lagi (waise aam taur par aisa hota nahi hai), janab ne turant apna laptop khola aur patni ko mail karne baithe. Mail type kiya aur save karke rakh liya ki agli baar kaam aayega. Lekin mail bhejne me ek galti ho gayi patni ka mail id tha sunayana1234 aur chala <st1:City><st1:place>gaya</st1:place></st1:City> sunayana123 ko. Idhar sunaya123 apne pati ke kirya karm kar ke lauti thi ab unko jo padhne ko mila wo kuch is prakaar hai.. Subject tha Tumahara husband , aur mail me likha tha - chinta na karma mai yaha thik se pahuch <st1:City><st1:place>gaya</st1:place></st1:City> hu, yaha ke staff sabhi bade ache hai, sab log mujhe receive karne aaye the, aur jis kamre me mai thahra hu uske bare me kya kya likhu. sab log tumahre bare me puch rahe the. Tumahre aane ka intezaar sabhi kar rahe hai. Tum chinta bilkul na karma agle week me tumahre aane ka ticket book kara diya hai. Yaha to puri taiyari ho gayi hai tumahre welcome ka aur ha Tum jab aaogi to hume double bed wala room mil jaayega.</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=4></FONT> </P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT face="Courier New" size=4>by Ramesh</FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 15 Aug 2007 17:49:55 +0530</pubDate><link>http://rsingh19.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/08/15/Electronic.html</link></item><item><title>GOD and INDIA</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#cc0000 size=4><EM>God was in the process of creating Universe. And he was explaining his subordinates </EM></FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3366ff size=4><EM>"Look everything should be in balance. For every 10 deers there should be a lion. </EM></FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3366ff size=4><EM>Look here my fellow angels, here is the country of <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /><st1:country-region><st1:place>United States of America</st1:place></st1:country-region>. </EM></FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3366ff size=4><EM>I have blessed them with prosperity and money. But at the same time I have given them insecurity and tension. </EM></FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3366ff size=4><EM>And here is <st1:place>Africa</st1:place>. I have given them beautiful nature. But at the same time, I have given them climatic extremes. </EM></FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT color=#cc0000 size=4><EM><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT color=#3366ff>And here is <st1:place>South America</st1:place>. 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</FONT>."</FONT></EM></FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#cc0000 size=4><EM>One of the angels asked .</EM></FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3366ff size=4><EM>"God what is this beautiful country here?"</EM></FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT color=#cc0000 size=4><EM><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">God said <FONT color=#3366ff>"Aah.. that is the crown piece of all <st1:country-region><st1:place>INDIA</st1:place></st1:country-region>. </FONT></FONT></EM></FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3366ff size=4><EM>My most precious creation. </EM></FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3366ff size=4><EM>They have understanding and friendly people. </EM></FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3366ff size=4><EM>Sparkling streams, serene mountains. </EM></FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#3366ff size=4><EM>A culture which speaks of the great tradition that they live. Technologically brilliant and with a heart of gold." </EM></FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT color=#cc0000 size=4><EM><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">The angel was quite surprised <FONT color=#3366ff>"But God you said everything should be in balance"</FONT></FONT></EM></FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><STRONG><FONT color=#cc0000 size=4><EM><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif">God replied <FONT color=#3366ff>"Look at the neighbours I gave them !!"</FONT></FONT></EM></FONT></STRONG></P><BR><P><STRONG><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#cc0000 size=4><EM></EM></FONT></STRONG> </P>]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 15 Aug 2007 17:00:36 +0530</pubDate><link>http://rsingh19.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/08/15/GOD-and.html</link></item></channel></rss>