<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of prasanna srinivas</title><link>http://pravinoda.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of prasanna srinivas</description><language>en-us</language><item><title>Jokes</title><description><![CDATA[<BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">Stewed Tomatoes </span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><BR><br><BR></span><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">A guy is<BR>going on an ocean cruise, and he tells his doctor that he's worry about getting<BR>seasick.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">The doctor suggests, ''Eat two pounds of stewed<BR>tomatoes before you leave the dock.''</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">The guy replies, ''Would that keep me from<BR>getting sick, Doc?''</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">The doctor says, ''No, but it'll look real<BR>pretty in the water.''</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">Respectfully Cheating </span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><br><BR><br><BR></span><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">Jack and<BR>Betty are celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"Betty, I was wondering -- have you ever<BR>cheated on me?"</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"Oh Jack, why would you ask such a question<BR>now? You don't want to ask that question..."</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"Yes, Betty, I really want to know.<BR>Please."</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"Well, all right. Yes, 3 times."</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"Three? When were they?"</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"Well, Jack, remember when you were 35<BR>years old and you really wanted to start the business on your own and no bank<BR>would give you a loan? Remember how one day the bank president himself came<BR>over to the house and signed the loan papers, no questions asked?"</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"Oh, Betty, you did that for me! I respect<BR>you even more than ever, that you would do such a thing for me! So, when was<BR>number 2?"</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"Well, Jack, remember when you had that<BR>last heart attack and you were needing that very tricky operation, and no<BR>surgeon would touch you? Remember how Dr. DeBakey came all the way up here, to<BR>do the surgery himself, and then you were in good shape again?"</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"I can't believe it! Betty, I love that you<BR>should do such a thing for me, to save my life! I couldn't have a more<BR>wonderful wife. To do such a thing, you must really love me darling. I couldn't<BR>be more moved. When was number 3?"</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"Well, Jack, remember a few years ago, when<BR>you really wanted to be president of the golf club and you were 17 votes<BR>short?"</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">The Devoted Wife </span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><br><BR><br><BR></span><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">A devoted<BR>wife had spent her lifetime taking care of her husband. Now he had been<BR>slipping in and out of a coma for several months, yet she stayed by his bedside<BR>every single day. When he came to his senses, he motioned for her to come near<BR>him.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">As she sat by him, he said, "You know what?<BR>You have been with me all through the bad times. When I got fired, you were<BR>there to support me. When my business failed, you were there. When I got shot,<BR>you were by my side. When we lost the house, you gave me support. When my<BR>health started failing, you were still by my side. You know what?"</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"What, my dear?" she asked gently.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"You're a goddamn jinx!"</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">Chastity Belt </span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><br><BR><br><BR></span><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">A man<BR>decided to march in the holy crusades. Concluding that his wife should wear a<BR>chastity belt while he is gone, he locks up her nether regions and gives the<BR>key to his best friend. He tells him, "If I do not return within four<BR>years, unlock my wife and set her free to live a normal life."</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">So, the husband leaves on horseback and about a<BR>half hour later, he sees a cloud of dust behind him. He waits for it to come<BR>closer and sees his best friend. "What's wrong?' " he asks.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"You gave me the wrong key!"</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">Tough Love </span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><br><BR><br><BR></span><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">A dying man<BR>smells his favorite oatmeal raisin cookies cooking downstairs. It takes all the<BR>strength he has left but he gets up from the bed and crawls down the stairs. He<BR>sees the cookies cooling on the counter and staggers over to them. As he<BR>reaches for one, his wife's wrinkled hand reaches out, smacks his and she<BR>yells:</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"No, you can't have those! They're for the<BR>funeral!"</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">Rabbi and Priest </span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><br><BR><br><BR></span><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">A Rabbi and<BR>a Priest buy a car together and it's being stored at the Priest's house. One<BR>day the Rabbi goes over to use the car and he sees him sprinkling water on it.<BR>The Rabbi asked, ''What are you doing?'' The Priest responded, ''I'm blessing<BR>the car.'' So the Rabbi said ''Okay, since we're doing that....'' and takes out<BR>a hacksaw and cuts two inches off the tail pipe.<o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">Name That Animal, Kids </span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><br><BR><br><BR></span><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">Eddie's<BR>first-grade class was having a game of Name That Animal. The teacher held up a<BR>picture of a cat and asked, "What animal is this?"</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"A cat!" said Suzy.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"Good job! Now, what's this animal?"</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"A dog!" said Ricky.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"Good! Now what animal is this?" she<BR>asked, holding up a picture of a deer.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">The class fell silent. After a couple of<BR>minutes, the teacher said, "It's what your mom calls your dad."</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"A horny bastard!" called out Eddie.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;"><o:p> </o:p></span></b></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">Three Nuns </span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><br><BR><br><BR></span><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">Three nuns<BR>decided to quit so they went to the Mother Superior and said, "We don't<BR>want to be nuns anymore, how do we quit?" The mother told them, "Do<BR>something unholy and come back here in 24 hours." So the nuns left<BR>thinking, "What can I do that's unholy?"</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">The next day they went to the mother one at a<BR>time. The mother said tot he first nun, "What unholy thing did you<BR>do?" and the nun said "I stole a kid's bike." The mother said,<BR>"I guess that will do, go drink some holy water. When the nun did she<BR>wasn't a nun anymore and she left the convent.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">The second nun walked in and the mother said,<BR>"What unholy thing did you do?" The nun replied, "I slept with a<BR>married man!" The mother said, "Well, that's sinning. Go drink holy<BR>water."</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">The third nun walked in and the mother said,<BR>"What unholy thing did you do?" The third nun said proudly, "I<BR>pissed in the holy water!"</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">Farmer and the Cow </span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><br><BR><br><BR></span><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">A farmer<BR>was in a bar drinking and looking all depressed.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">His friend asked him why he was looking depressed<BR>and he replied, "Some things you just can't explain. This morning I was<BR>outside milking. As soon as the bucket was fill the cow kicked it down with his<BR>left foot so I tied up his left to a pole.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">I began to fill up the bucket again and he<BR>kicked it down with his right foot, so I tied his right to a pole too.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">As soon as I finished milkin'' him again he<BR>knocked down the bucket with his with his tail and I took off my belt and tied<BR>up his tail with my belt.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">As I was tying up his tail, my pants dropped<BR>down, then my wife came out and well, trust me, some things you just can't<BR>explain!</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;"><o:p> </o:p></span></b></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;"><o:p> </o:p></span></b></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">Mexican Smuggler </span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><br><BR><br><BR></span><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">Juan comes<BR>up to the Mexican border on his bicycle. He's got two large bags over his<BR>shoulders. <br><BR><br><BR>The guard stops him and says, "What''s in the bags?""Sand,"<BR>answered Juan.The guard says, "We'll just see about that get off the<BR>bike." The guard takes the bags and rips them apart; he empties them out<BR>and finds nothing in them but sand.<br><BR><br><BR>He detains Juan overnight and has the sand analyzed, only to discover that there<BR>is nothing but pure sand in the bags.The guard releases Juan, puts the sand<BR>into new bags, hefts them onto the man''s shoulders, and lets him cross the<BR>border.A week later, the same thing happens. The guard asks, "What have<BR>you got?""Sand," says Juan.The guard does his thorough<BR>examination and discovers that the bags contain nothing but sand.He gives the<BR>sand back to Juan, and Juan crosses the border on his bicycle.This sequence of<BR>events if repeated every day for three years. Finally, Juan doesn't show up one<BR>day and the guard meets him in a Cantina in <st1:country-region w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Mexico</st1:place></st1:country-region>."Hey, Buddy," says<BR>the guard, "I know you are smuggling something. It's driving me crazy.<BR>It's all I think about..... I can't sleep. Just between you and me, what are<BR>you smuggling?" Juan sips his beer and says, "Bicycles.<o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">Phone Line </span></b><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><br><BR><br><BR></span><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">A young<BR>businessman had just started his own firm. He had just rented a beautiful<BR>office and had it furnished with antiques.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">He saw a man come into the outer office. Wishing<BR>to appear the hot shot, the businessman picked up the phone and started to<BR>pretend he had a big deal working. He threw huge figures around and made giant<BR>commitments.</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">Finally he hung up and asked the visitor,<BR>"Can I help you?"</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Arial; color: black;">"Yeah, I''ve come to activate your phone<BR>lines."</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><BR><BR><BR><BR>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 01 Mar 2008 21:49:37 +0530</pubDate><link>http://pravinoda.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/03/01/Jokes-1.html</link></item><item><title>Crazy Letter</title><description><![CDATA[<FONT size=4><P>Dear Monisha,</P><P align=center>Thanks for being my love for one and half years, when you receive this letter I believe you might have selected a new boy friend and started enjoying your dating. Every lovers needs to struggle a bit to get a boy friend or girl friend.</P><P align=center>Monisha . In order to recover your missing, I got another girl from next street &amp; as you know this is my forth love, from all my past experiences I have learned a lot. When the love blossoms everyone starts writing love letters, you know very well. I have written many love letter to you , and writing a love letter in poetic way is not so easy nowadays MONISHA , and it's a time consuming work, In order to avoid all this I need all my lover letters back so that I can put corrector and send to my new girl friend , please send it back to me , I don't have poetic references or any photocopy of these letters.</P><P align=center>Another thing MONISHA, I have given you one cute photo of mine , can you send it to me please , you know better that this is the only photo I look very cute &amp; handsome and this photo I have taken when I was in my very first love.</P><P align=center>And also, during my 1 ½ years of love days I have spend lot of monies for impressing you , I am attaching a list of expenses which I request you to clear it at the earliest.</P><P align=center>The expenses are as follows: Lunch / Dinner ; 895, Cool Drinks 2938 Rs, Snacks 5645 Rs. , Juice 3845 Rs. Cinema 1235Rs. Internet Chatting 1499 Rs. , Mobile 2546 Rs. Petrol 4255 Rs. Gift Items 7850 Rs, - Grand Total : 30,708 rs (in Words : Thrity Thousand Seven Hundred and Eight Rupees).</P><P align=center>Please try to clear the above amount so that I can spend these monies on my new girl friend, and more over if you have any of my gift lying with you, am ready to take these packs in half prices. Please calculate the value of packs left over and deduct it from the above statement of account.</P><P align=center>I am enclosing herewith your love letters (Weigh around 4 Kg) so that you no need to write again to your boy friend and your photo so that you can give to your new BF.</P></FONT>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2008 17:39:58 +0530</pubDate><link>http://pravinoda.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/02/24/Crazy-Letter.html</link></item><item><title>Quotable Quotes</title><description><![CDATA[<BR><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"><b style=""><u><span style="font-size: 14pt;">Quotable Quotes- Politics<o:p></o:p></span></u></b></p><BR><BR><span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">"The incestuous relationship between government<BR>and big business thrives in the dark."<BR>--Jack Anderson      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/j/Jack_Anderson.php">[More Quotes from Jack<BR>Anderson]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"The only way you can do that [decrease taxes, balance the budget, and<BR>increase military spending] is with mirrors, and that's what it would<BR>take."<br><BR>--John B. Anderson      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/j/John_B__Anderson.php">[More Quotes from John<BR>B. Anderson]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"I'd rather keep my promises to other politicians than to God. God, at<BR>least, has a degree of forgiveness."<br><BR>--Anonymous      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/a/Anonymous.php">[More Quotes from Anonymous]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"Politics: (noun) From Greek, poly, meaning many, and ticks, meaning<BR>bloodsuckers."<br><BR>--Anonymous      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/a/Anonymous.php">[More Quotes from Anonymous]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"To succeed in politics, it is often necessary to rise above your<BR>principles."<br><BR>--Anonymous      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/a/Anonymous.php">[More Quotes from Anonymous]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"Politics is the conduct of public affairs for private advantage."<br><BR>--Ambrose Bierce      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/a/Ambrose_Bierce.php">[More Quotes from Ambrose<BR>Bierce]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"Politics is not an exact science."<br><BR>--Otto Von Bismarck      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/o/Otto_Von_Bismarck.php">[More Quotes from Otto<BR>Von Bismarck]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"Politics is the art of the possible."<br><BR>--Otto Von Bismarck      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/o/Otto_Von_Bismarck.php">[More Quotes from Otto<BR>Von Bismarck]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"A political career brings out the basest qualities in human nature."<br><BR>--Lord Bryce      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/l/Lord_Bryce.php">[More Quotes from Lord Bryce]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"The world of politics is always twenty years behind the world of<BR>thought."<br><BR>--John Jay Chapman      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/j/John_Jay_Chapman.php">[More Quotes from John<BR>Jay Chapman]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"Politics is not a game. It is an earnest business."<br><BR>--Winston Churchill      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/w/Winston_Churchill.php">[More Quotes from<BR>Winston Churchill]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"A politician thinks of the next election; a statesman, of the next<BR>generation."<br><BR>--J. F. Clarke      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/j/J__F__Clarke.php">[More Quotes from J. F.<BR>Clarke]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"Politics is a profession; a serious, complicated and, in its true sense,<BR>a noble one."<br><BR>--Dwight D. Eisenhower      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/d/Dwight_D__Eisenhower.php">[More Quotes from<BR>Dwight D. Eisenhower]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"Politics is too serious a matter to be left to the politicians."<br><BR>--Charles De Gaulle      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/c/Charles_De_Gaulle.php">[More Quotes from<BR>Charles De Gaulle]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"A camel is a horse designed by committee."<br><BR>--Alec Issigonis      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/a/Alec_Issigonis.php">[More Quotes from Alec<BR>Issigonis]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"My brother Bob doesn't want to be in government -- he promised Dad he'd<BR>go straight."<br><BR>--John Fitzgerald Kennedy      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/j/John_Fitzgerald_Kennedy.php">[More Quotes<BR>from John Fitzgerald Kennedy]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"The political world is stimulating. It's the most interesting thing you<BR>can do. It beats following the dollar."<br><BR>--John Fitzgerald Kennedy      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/j/John_Fitzgerald_Kennedy.php">[More Quotes<BR>from John Fitzgerald Kennedy]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"Politicians are the same all over. They promise to build a bridge even<BR>where there is no river."<br><BR>--Nikita Khrushchev      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/n/Nikita_Khrushchev.php">[More Quotes from<BR>Nikita Khrushchev]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"Je veux que les paysans mettent la poule au pot tous les dimanches."<br><BR>--King Henry Iv Of France      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/k/King_Henry_Iv_Of_France.php">[More Quotes<BR>from King Henry Iv Of France]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"Being in politics is like being a football coach. You have to be smart<BR>enough to understand the game and dumb enough to think it's important."<br><BR>--Eugene Mccarthy      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/e/Eugene_Mccarthy.php">[More Quotes from Eugene<BR>Mccarthy]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"The whole aim of practical politics is to keep the populace alarmed [and<BR>hence clamorous to be led to safety] by menacing it with an endless series of<BR>hobgoblins, all of them imaginary."<br><BR>--H. L. Mencken      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/h/H__L__Mencken.php">[More Quotes from H. L.<BR>Mencken]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"The whole aim of practical politics is to keep the populace in a<BR>continual state of alarm (and hence clamorous to be led to safety) by menacing<BR>them with an endless series of hobgoblins, all of them imaginary."<br><BR>--H. L. Mencken      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/h/H__L__Mencken.php">[More Quotes from H. L.<BR>Mencken]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"The whole art of politics consists in directing rationally the<BR>irrationalities of men."<br><BR>--Reinhold Niebuhr      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/r/Reinhold_Niebuhr.php">[More Quotes from<BR>Reinhold Niebuhr]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"There is no such thing as a nonpolitical speech by a politician."<br><BR>--Richard M. Nixon      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/r/Richard_M__Nixon.php">[More Quotes from<BR>Richard M. Nixon]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"One of the penalties for refusing to participate in politics is that you<BR>end up being governed by your inferiors."<br><BR>--Plato      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/p/Plato.php">[More Quotes from Plato]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"He has been called a mediocre man; but this is unwarranted flattery. He<BR>was a politician of monumental littleness."<br><BR>--Theodore Roosevelt      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/t/Theodore_Roosevelt.php">[More Quotes from<BR>Theodore Roosevelt]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"If nominated, I will not run; if elected, I will not serve."<br><BR>--Gen. William Sherman      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/g/Gen__William_Sherman.php">[More Quotes from<BR>Gen. William Sherman]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"I was really too honest a man to be a politician and live."<br><BR>--Socrates      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/s/Socrates.php">[More Quotes from Socrates]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"Politics is perhaps the only profession for which no preparation is<BR>thought necessary."<br><BR>--Robert Louis Stevenson      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/r/Robert_Louis_Stevenson.php">[More Quotes from<BR>Robert Louis Stevenson]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"I'm proud that I'm a politician. A politician is a man who understands<BR>government, and it takes a politician to run a government. A statesman is a<BR>politician who's been dead 10 or 15 years."<br><BR>--Harry S. Truman      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/h/Harry_S__Truman.php">[More Quotes from Harry<BR>S. Truman]</a><br><BR><br><BR>"Politics makes strange bed-fellows."<br><BR>--Charles Dudley Warner      <a href="http://myfamousquotes.com/c/Charles_Dudley_Warner.php">[More Quotes from<BR>Charles Dudley Warner]</a></span><BR><BR>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 20:38:29 +0530</pubDate><link>http://pravinoda.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/02/23/Quotable-Quotes.html</link></item><item><title>Awesome Thoughts</title><description><![CDATA[<DIV style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: windowtext 1pt solid; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .5pt"><P class=MsoNormal style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; PADDING-RIGHT: 0in; BORDER-TOP: medium none; PADDING-LEFT: 0in; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; PADDING-TOP: 0in; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; mso-border-bottom-alt: solid windowtext .5pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-line-height-alt: 14.4pt; mso-padding-alt: 0in 0in 1.0pt 0in"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black"><SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes">              </SPAN>GREAT &amp; AWESOME THOUGHT'S<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P></DIV><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-line-height-alt: 14.4pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">In a Day. When you don't come across any Problems- you can be sure that you are travelling in a Wrong Path.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black"> </SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">SWAMY VIVEKANANDA</SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black">. </SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black"><BR> Three Sentences for Getting <B>SUCCESS</B>:<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 30pt; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-line-height-alt: 14.4pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 30.0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black"><SPAN style="mso-list: Ignore">a)<SPAN style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'">   </SPAN></SPAN></SPAN><SPAN dir=ltr><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">Know more than other.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 30pt; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-line-height-alt: 14.4pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 30.0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black"><SPAN style="mso-list: Ignore">b)<SPAN style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'">  </SPAN></SPAN></SPAN><SPAN dir=ltr><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">Work more than other.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 30pt; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-line-height-alt: 14.4pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 30.0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black"><SPAN style="mso-list: Ignore">c)<SPAN style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'">   </SPAN></SPAN></SPAN><SPAN dir=ltr><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">Expect less than other.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black"> </SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">WILLIAM SHAKESPHERE</SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR>  <BR><SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">If You WIN you need not Explain..But if you LOSS you should not be there to Explain.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">ADOLPH HITLER</SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black">. </SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR>  <BR>  <BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">If we cannot LOVE the Person Whom We see.How Can We Love God Whom We Cannot See? </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">MOTHER TERESA</SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black"> </SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-line-height-alt: 14.4pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">If you start judging people you will be having no time to Love them.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">MOTHER TERESA</SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black"> </SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-line-height-alt: 14.4pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">Winning doesn't always mean being first, Winning means you're doing better than you've done before.</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black"> </SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">BONNIE BLAIR</SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">   <BR>  <BR></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">I will not say I failed 1000 times, I Will say that I Discovered there are 1000 Ways that can cause failure.</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings"> </SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è </SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">THOMAS </SPAN></B><?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /><st1:place><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">EDISON</SPAN></B></st1:place><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black">    </SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black">  </SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">  <BR style="mso-special-character: line-break"><BR style="mso-special-character: line-break"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-line-height-alt: 14.4pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">Everyone thinks of changing the World..But no one thinks of changing Himself..<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è </SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">LEO TOLSTOY</SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black">  </SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black">  </SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-line-height-alt: 14.4pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">Believing everybody is Dangerous, believing no body is Dangerous.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è </SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">ABRAHAM </SPAN></B><st1:City><st1:place><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">LINCOLN</SPAN></B></st1:place></st1:City><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black"> </SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black">  </SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-line-height-alt: 14.4pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">If some one feels that they had never made a mistake in their life. Then it means they had never tried a new thing in their LIFE.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">&#61472;</SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">EINSTEIN<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-line-height-alt: 14.4pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">Never break four things in your LIFE-Trust, Promise, and Relation &amp; Heart. Because when they break they don't make noise but Pains a lot....<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">&#61472;</SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">CHARLES<o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-line-height-alt: 14.4pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">Don't compare yourself with anyone in this world. If you do so, you are insulting yourself</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">.<BR style="mso-special-character: line-break"><BR style="mso-special-character: line-break"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black"> </SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">ALEN STRIKE.</SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <BR>  <BR style="mso-special-character: line-break"><BR style="mso-special-character: line-break"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-line-height-alt: 14.4pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">You are not responsible for what people think about you. <BR>But you are responsible for what you give them to think about you. <BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black"> </SPAN><st1:City><st1:place><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">STANLEY</SPAN></B></st1:place></st1:City><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black"> FERRARD.</SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black"> <BR>  <BR></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">  <BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">A man is lucky if he is the first love of a Woman. <BR>A woman is lucky if she is the last love of a man.</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black"> <BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black"> </SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">CHARLES DICKENS</SPAN></B><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">.</SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black"> <BR></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">  <BR>  <BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">Write your sad times in Sand; Write your Good times in Stone. <BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black"> </SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black">GEORGE BERNARD SHAW.</SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: black"> <BR></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">  <BR>  <BR></SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">Behind every successful man, there is an untold pain in his heart.</SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black"> <B>BILL JACOBS. </B></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR>  <BR>  <BR></SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">Without your involvement you can't succeed. With your involvement you can't fail.</SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black"> <B>Dr. ABDUL KALAM.</B></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <BR>  <BR></SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">Love your job but don't love your Company because you may not know </SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">when your company stops loving you.</SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black">  <B>NARAYANA MURTHY.</B></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 16pt; COLOR: black"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto"><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </SPAN></SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">You may get DELAYED to reach your Targets.</SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <BR></SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black"> But every step you take towards your target is EQUAL to Victory.</SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black">   <B>KARL MARX.</B></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <BR>  <BR style="mso-special-character: line-break"><BR style="mso-special-character: line-break"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-line-height-alt: 14.4pt"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">It's better to loose your Ego to the one you Love, </SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">than to loose the one you LOVE because of EGO.</SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Wingdings">è</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black">  <B>JOHN KEATS.</B></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <BR>  <BR></SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">Don't make promise when you are in JOY .Don't reply when you are SAD. </SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">Don't take decisions when you are ANGRY. Think twice, Act wise. BE happy.</SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <BR>  <BR></SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">When you start caring about yourself, you start loving somebody.</SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <BR></SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">But when start caring about others somebody will start loving you.</SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto; mso-line-height-alt: 14.4pt"><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">Last one is awesome!!!</SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <BR>  <BR></SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">What is the Secret of SUCCESS...  ? "RIGHT DECISIONS"</SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <BR></SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">How do you make Right Decisions...? "EXPERIENCE"</SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> <BR></SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">How do you get Experience...           ? 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She gestures alluringly to a large man who comes over immediately. When he arrives, she seductively signals that he should bring his face close to hers. When he does so, she begins to gently caress is cheek, which is slowly turning a crimson red. </FONT><P><FONT size=5>"Are you the owner?" she asks, now softly stroking his face with both hands. </FONT><P><FONT size=5>"No" he replies, "I'm just the manager." </FONT><P><FONT size=5>"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she asks, running her hands up beyond his ears and into his hair. </FONT><P><FONT size=5>"I''m afraid I can't," breathes the manager clearly aroused. "He's in the back doing taxes right now. Is there anything I can do?" </FONT><P><FONT size=5>"Yes, there is. I need you to give him a message." </FONT><P><FONT size=5>She continues huskily, popping a couple of fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently. </FONT><P><FONT size=5>"Tell him" she says "that there is no toilet paper or hand soap in the ladies room." </FONT></FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 03 Nov 2007 21:38:30 +0530</pubDate><link>http://pravinoda.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/11/03/Jokes.html</link></item><item><title>Mistakes</title><description><![CDATA[<P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: #3c9dff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Monotype Corsiva'">Learning from Mistakes<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></SPAN></B></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>This is a story about a famous research scientist who had made several very important medical breakthroughs. He was being interviewed by a newspaper reporter who asked him why he thought he was able to be so much more creative than the average person. What set him so far apart from others ?<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>He responded that, in his opinion, it all came from an experience with his mother that occurred when he was about two years old. He had been trying to remove a bottle of milk from the refrigerator when he lost his grip on the slippery bottle and it fell, spilling its contents all over the kitchen floor — a veritable sea of milk !<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>When his mother came into the kitchen, instead of yelling at him, giving him a lecture, or punishing him, she said, "Robert, I have rarely seen such a huge puddle of milk. Well, the damage has already been done. Would you like to get down and play in the milk for a few minutes before we clean it up ?" Indeed, he did. After a few minutes, his mother said, "You know, Robert, whenever you make a mess like this, eventually you have to clean it up and restore everything to its proper order. So, how would you like to do that ? We could use a sponge, a towel, or a mop. Which do you prefer ?" He chose the sponge and together they cleaned up the spilled milk.<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>His mother then said, "You know, what we have here is a failed experiment in how to effectively carry a big milk bottle with two tiny hands. Let's go out in the back yard and fill the bottle with water and see if you can discover a way to carry it without dropping it." The little boy learned that if he grasped the bottle at the top near the lip with both hands, he could carry it without dropping it.<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>What a wonderful lesson ! This renowned scientist then remarked that it was at that moment that he knew he didn't need to be afraid to make mistakes. Instead, he learned that mistakes were just opportunities for learning something new, which is, after all, what scientific experiments are all about.<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>Even if the experiment "doesn't work," we usually learn something valuable from it. Make mistakes, you learn from them . . . . but never repeat mistakes . . . . make it a great week ahead ! ! !<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><o:p><FONT size=5> </FONT></o:p></P>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2007 15:56:25 +0530</pubDate><link>http://pravinoda.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/10/20/Mistakes.html</link></item><item><title>Just to laugh</title><description><![CDATA[<STRONG>Pa Won't Like It <BR><BR></STRONG><FONT face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#000000 size=2>A farm boy accidentally overturned his wagonload of corn. The farmer who lived nearby heard the noise and yelled over to the boy, "Hey Willis, forget your troubles. Come in and visit with us. I'll help you get the wagon up later." <P>"That's mighty nice of you," Willis answered, "but I don't think Pa would like me to." <P>"Aw come on boy," the farmer insisted. <P>"Well okay," the boy finally agreed, and added, "but Pa won't like it." <P>After a hearty dinner, Willis thanked his host. "I feel a lot better now, but I know Pa is going to be real upset." <P>"Don't be foolish!" the neighbor said with a smile. "By the way, where is he?" <P>"Under the wagon." </FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 17 Oct 2007 12:08:21 +0530</pubDate><link>http://pravinoda.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/10/17/Just-to.html</link></item><item><title>APJ</title><description><![CDATA[<DIV><SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: navy">D</SPAN></B></SPAN><SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: blue">on't miss even a single word...</SPAN></B></SPAN><SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black"> Every second is worth reading this mail... </SPAN></B></SPAN><SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: blue">Too good</SPAN></B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR><SPAN>  </SPAN><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">An atheist professor of philosophy speaks to his class on the problem science has with God, The Almighty. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">He asks one of his new students to stand and..... </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: red">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">So you believe in God? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: blue">    </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> Absolutely, sir. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">  </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: blue">    </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> : Is God good? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: blue">    </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> Sure. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof: </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Is God all-powerful? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">: Yes. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof: </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn't. How is this God good then? Hmm? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">(Student is silent.) </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fella. Is God good? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student: </SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Yes. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof:</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: blue">    </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Is Satan good? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> No. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Where does Satan come from? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> From...God... </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof: </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> Yes. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof: </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything. Correct? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> Yes. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof: </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">So who created evil? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">(Student does not answer.) </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> Yes, sir. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">So, who created them? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">(Student has no answer.) </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Tell me, son...Have you ever seen God? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN> </SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">No, sir. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Tell us if you have ever heard your God? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">No, sir. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Yet you still believe in Him? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Yes. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your GOD doesn't exist. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">What do you say to that, son? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Nothing. I only have my faith. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Yes. Faith. And that is the problem science has. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student: </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Professor, is there such a thing as heat? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: red">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Yes. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> And is there such a thing as cold? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: red">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Yes. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student: </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">No sir. There isn't. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.) </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">: Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat.  </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: blue"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">   But we don't have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: red">There is no such thing as cold</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> . </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: red"> We cannot measure cold. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Heat is energy</SPAN> </SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"></SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: red">. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">just the absence of it </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: red">. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.) </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: red">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student :</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> You're wrong again, sir. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black">Darkness is the absence of something. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">You can have low light, normal light, bright</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN> <SPAN style="COLOR: black"></SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">light, flashing light....But if</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: blue">  </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">you have no light constantly, you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? In reality, darkness isn't. If it were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: red">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">So what is the point you are making, young man? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: red">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Flawed? Can you explain how? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one.To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Now tell me, Professor.Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: red">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student: </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.) </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student: </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher? (The class is in uproar.) </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">(The class breaks out into laughter.) </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student</SPAN> <SPAN style="COLOR: black"></SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">: Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain,sir. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir? </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face unfathomable.) </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: red">Prof:</SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: fuchsia">Student:</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"> That is it sir... </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><B><SPAN style="COLOR: #813f62">The link between man &amp; god is FAITH </SPAN></B></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">. That is all that keeps things moving &amp; alive. </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue"><SPAN class=yshortcuts id=lw_1192528056_0 style="CURSOR: hand; BORDER-BOTTOM: #0066cc 1px dashed">NB</SPAN>: I believe you have enjoyed the conversation...and if so...you'll probably want your friends/colleagues to enjoy the same...won't you?.... </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: blue">this is a true story, and the </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR></SPAN><SPAN><B><SPAN style="COLOR: black">student was none other than......... </SPAN></B></SPAN><SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: blue"> </SPAN></B></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR><SPAN> </SPAN><BR><SPAN> </SPAN><BR></SPAN><SPAN><B><SPAN style="COLOR: black"> </SPAN></B></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: navy"> </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="COLOR: black"><BR><SPAN> </SPAN><BR><SPAN> </SPAN><BR><SPAN> </SPAN><BR></SPAN><SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: purple">APJ Abdul Kalam</SPAN></B></SPAN><SPAN><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: purple"> , </SPAN></B></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: black">the former president of India</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 18pt; COLOR: navy">.</SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"></SPAN></DIV>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 16 Oct 2007 15:18:13 +0530</pubDate><link>http://pravinoda.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/10/16/APJ.html</link></item><item><title>Just Smile</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>The Scientist and the Frog </FONT></SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><BR><BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>There once was a scientist who studied frogs. One day, the scientist put the frog on the ground and told it to jump. The frog jumped four feet.<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>So the scientist wrote in his notebook, "Frog with four feet, jumps four feet."<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>So the scientist cut off one of one of the frogs legs. The scientist told the frog to jump. Frog jumped three feet. So the scientist wrote in his note book, "Frog with three feet, jumps three feet."<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>So the scientist cut of another leg. He told the frog to jump. The frog jumped two feet. So the scientist wrote in his notebook "Frog with two feet, jumps two feet."<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>The scientist cut off one more leg. He told the frog to jump. Frog jumped one foot. So the scientist wrote in his notebook, "Frog with one foot, jumps one foot."<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>So the scientist cut off his last leg.<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>"He said, "Frog jump. Frog jump. FROG JUMP!"<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><FONT size=5><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">So the scientist wrote in his notebook, "Frog with no feet, goes deaf."</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></FONT></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><o:p><FONT size=5> </FONT></o:p></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>Three-Legged Race </FONT></SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><BR><BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>One day a traveling salesman was driving down a back country road at about 30 mph when he noticed that there was a three-legged chicken running alongside his car.<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>He stepped on the gas but at 50 miles per hour. The chicken was still keeping up. After about a mile of running the chicken ran up a farm lane and into a barn behind an old farm house.<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>The salesman had some time to kill so he turned around and drove up the farm lane. He knocked at the door and when the farmer answered he told him what he had just seen.<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>The farmer said that he was a geneticist and had developed this breed of chicken because he, his wife and his son each like a drumstick when they have chicken and this way they only have to kill one chicken.<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>"That''s the most fantastic thing I've ever heard," said the salesman. "How do they taste?"<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><FONT size=4><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial">"I don't know," said the farmer. "We've never caught one."</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></FONT></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><o:p><FONT size=4> </FONT></o:p></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><o:p><FONT size=5> </FONT></o:p></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><o:p><FONT size=5> </FONT></o:p></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>The Irishman's Wish </FONT></SPAN></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><BR><BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>An Irishman is sitting at the end of a bar. He sees a lamp at the end of the table. He walks down to it and rubs it. Out pops a genie. It says, "I will give you three wishes."<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>The man thinks awhile. Finally he says, "I want a beer that never is empty."<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>With that, the genie makes a <I>poof</I> sound and on the bar is a bottle of beer. The Irishman starts drinking it and right before it is gone, it starts to refill. The genie asks about his next two wishes.<o:p></o:p></FONT></SPAN></P><P style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><FONT size=5>The man says, "I want two more of these."</FONT></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P>]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2007 22:24:31 +0530</pubDate><link>http://pravinoda.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/08/24/Just.html</link></item><item><title>RISK</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="BACKGROUND: #eee4af; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia">Recently <SPAN style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </SPAN>I read this very inspiring poem by Janet Rand on the virtue of taking risks in one's life<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="BACKGROUND: #eee4af; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="BACKGROUND: #eee4af; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11.5pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia">To laugh is to risk appearing fool.<BR><BR>To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.<BR><BR>To reach out for another is to risk involvement.<BR><BR>To expose feelings is to risk exposing your true self.<BR><BR>To place ideas and dreams before a crowd is to risk being called naïve.<BR><BR>To love is to risk not being loved in return.<BR><BR>To live is to risk dying.<BR><BR>To hope is to risk despair.<BR><BR>To try is to risk failure.<BR><BR>But risk must me taken, because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing,<BR><BR>is nothing, does nothing and becomes nothing.<BR><BR>They may avoid sufferings and sorrow , but they can not<BR><BR>learn, feel, change, grow ,love, live.<BR><BR>Chained by their certitude ,they are slaves; they have forfeited their freedom.<BR><BR></SPAN></I><B><I><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 11.5pt; COLOR: #009900; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia">Only a person who risks is truly free.</SPAN></I></B><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 9pt; COLOR: #333333; FONT-FAMILY: Georgia"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><o:p> </o:p></P>]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 15 Aug 2007 09:33:28 +0530</pubDate><link>http://pravinoda.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/08/15/RISK.html</link></item></channel></rss>