A little boy went into a store, reached for a soda carton and pulled it over to the telephone. He climbed onto the carton so that he could reach the buttons on the phone and proceeded to punch in seven digits. The store owner observed and listened to the conversation.
The boy asked, "Maam, Can you give me the job of cutting your lawn?" The woman replied, "I already have someone to cut my lawn."
"I will cut your lawn for half the price of the person who cuts your lawn now." replied the boy. The woman responded that she was very satisfied with the person who was presently cutting her lawn.
The little boy was even more perseverant and said, "I'll even sweep your curb and your sidewalk, so on Sunday you will have the prettiest lawn in all of Palm beach, Florida ." Again the woman answered in the negative.
With a smile on his face, the little boy replaced the receiver.
The store owner, who was listening to this conversation, walked over to the boy and said, "Son... I like your attitude; I like that positive spirit and would like to offer you a job."
The little boy replied, "No thanks, I was just checking my performance on the job I already have. I am the one who is working for the lady I was talking to!"
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
"Touching story of a Mother"
Raghu’s mom had one eye. He hated her. She collected little weeds and such to sell... she was such an embarrassment for him. There was this one day during elementary school, and his mom came. He threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school his friends teased "Your mom has only one eye?".
He wished that his mom would just disappear from this world so he said to my mom, "Mom, why don't you have the other eye?! You're only going to make me a laughing stock. Why don't you just die?" Mom did not respond.
That night...Raghu woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. His mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake him. He told himself that he would grow up and become successful, because he hated his one-eyed mom and their desperate poverty.
Then he left mom and studied really hard. He got accepted in the Seoul University, then got married, bought a house of his own and had kids, too. He was living happily as a successful man.
This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see him "What?! Who's this?!"... It was his mother...Still with her one eye. His little girl ran away, scared of the mom's eye. And he asked her, "Who are you? I don't know you!!!" . He screamed at her "How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! Get out here now!" And to this, his mother quietly answered, "oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared.
One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to his house. He went down to the old shack, that he used to call a house...just out of curiosity there, he found his mother fallen on the cold ground. But he did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a letter to him.
She wrote...My Son, I think my life has been long enough now. Would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school.... For you... I'm sorry that I only have one eye.
You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye... so I gave you mine... I was so proud that my son could see a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. The times that you were angry with me. I thought to myself, 'it's because you love me.'
I miss the times when you were still young around me.
He wished that his mom would just disappear from this world so he said to my mom, "Mom, why don't you have the other eye?! You're only going to make me a laughing stock. Why don't you just die?" Mom did not respond.
That night...Raghu woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. His mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake him. He told himself that he would grow up and become successful, because he hated his one-eyed mom and their desperate poverty.
Then he left mom and studied really hard. He got accepted in the Seoul University, then got married, bought a house of his own and had kids, too. He was living happily as a successful man.
This happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when someone unexpected came to see him "What?! Who's this?!"... It was his mother...Still with her one eye. His little girl ran away, scared of the mom's eye. And he asked her, "Who are you? I don't know you!!!" . He screamed at her "How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter! Get out here now!" And to this, his mother quietly answered, "oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared.
One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to his house. He went down to the old shack, that he used to call a house...just out of curiosity there, he found his mother fallen on the cold ground. But he did not shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a letter to him.
She wrote...My Son, I think my life has been long enough now. Would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come visit me once in a while? I miss you so much. And I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the school.... For you... I'm sorry that I only have one eye.
You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye... so I gave you mine... I was so proud that my son could see a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. I was never upset at you for anything you did. The times that you were angry with me. I thought to myself, 'it's because you love me.'
I miss the times when you were still young around me.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
~ SLOW DANCE - Live a life ~
~ SLOW DANCE ~
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done!
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,"Hi"
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done!
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,"Hi"
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
~ Server bole tho!!! ~
First year was the most hectic year in my engineering academic life. On one side I was about to leave Physics and Chemistry forever and on other side I was about to join the geek world.
Scene: First year computer practical exam.
Venue: Computer Lab
Time: The worst possible time...Around 12 o'clock.
The last day of my first year exams and the biggest mountain is still not conquered - "Computer Practical".
The only thing I learned in last one year is to differentiate between a CPU and a monitor. This is the only
true knowledge I have about this subject.
Let me look at the search and sort program again.
Scanf then printf….Oops…printf then scanf… # include iostream.h…#includeconio.h…clrscr()
Oh...God...I wish that share folder still exists… I hope the netsend command still works.
God...Help me… main ()…curly brackets open….
Oops !! There he is, the most brilliant student of our class Janeesh K.J , the one who asked
doubt to our Mechanical faculty on the first day itself. A tough question "Sir, is it possible to
store data on WordStar instead of Access ".
Ghosh!!! What's WordStar?? What's Access?? I am going to fail.
He looks too cool. Boy…5 more minutes left... C came after B…now we have C++ and VC++…C was discovered/invented (not sure) by Dennis Richie….
I can hear one of the gal asking Janeesh "What's ANSI C ?"
Oops...I don't know even that...Probably discovered by Ancy… so C was discovered by both Dennis and Ancy… might be husband - wife.
Here comes the lab assistant.
"Guys get in!!!"
So at last the time has come. Utmost one more supplementary. Huh!!! Karthik…you have been through these situations now and then...bravo...Come on!!!!
I entered the lab with shaking hands...legs…entire body...
Oh that's my system!!!! It's still vacant…my shared drives…. Ha ha ha ..great
"Hey…take this system…sit according to your roll number" (In came the voice of lab assistant)
What the…H*%$ is it….?
Hey even this system is far from the faculty's desk. This is great.
"Now !! turn over the sheet of paper on your desk, you have to complete the task in 3 hours. First write down the algorithm and then start doing the program."
So...This is it… Come on…let's see what's in there….
Write a program to sort N natural numbers in ascending order and then perform search operation.
(PS: Use Bubble sort and binary search).
Nice question the one I have mugged up. Take this Compy – Dompy…
#include iostream.h…#include conio.h..main()….
Its' over and still plenty of time left. Let me see what others are doing.
Oh !! God they all are gone. Was this paper that easy!!
"Karthik are you finished with the work?"
"Yes Mam"
"OK !! show me the output"
"Here it is..." ..Ctrl+F9
"Okay..that looks okay..it could have been better…you should add comments where ever possible…"…bla bla bla..and one more bla….
Oh !!! she is gone….hmmm..she will never get satisfied…anyways..It's over…
I started going towards the door
"Karthik !!! where r u going? Come over here. You still have VIVA left."
Huh !!! Not again !!!
"Please sit "
"Thank you "
"Okay !! Tell me..What is a computer"
'A computer is an electronic device…….tttttrrrrrrrrrrppppppp"..
I am the best..I am the best..I am the best.. Yah I am best
"What r macros?"
'Sorry'
Did she hear me saying I am the best…
"What r libraries"
'Pardon'
"What are command line arguments?"
'Don't know'
"What are inbuilt functions?"
'Can u please repeat the question……'
Are these questions from Computer Science!!!! Huh !!!
"Okay one last question…Show me where is the server in our lab"
Hmmm….Server is something big…yah it's very big….bigger than CPU and monitor…now I have to find where it is….hmmm…
not that…that's a switch board…not even that...that's AC….hmmmm…which one is the server…Oopps…that's her again…
"Hey !!! Stop revolving in your chair and tell me..Which is the server?"
Hey that looks like a server….
'There it is'.…(pointing hand towards the UPS, but the faculty thought Karthik was pointing towards the system..kept on the table )
"Good…Why didn't you tell me earlier if you knew that? Actually no one answered it correctly...Good keep it up"
"Thank you mam..thanks a lot…"
Yahoooo…..last ball..sixer..yipeeee…………………
From then on I never looked back, within hours I became the hero of the class. People started coming to me with their doubts.
I cleared all their doubts. Even that svelte gal came and asked "What's ANSI C ?". Till date she thinks Richie and Ancy are husband and wife!!!
Scene: First year computer practical exam.
Venue: Computer Lab
Time: The worst possible time...Around 12 o'clock.
The last day of my first year exams and the biggest mountain is still not conquered - "Computer Practical".
The only thing I learned in last one year is to differentiate between a CPU and a monitor. This is the only
true knowledge I have about this subject.
Let me look at the search and sort program again.
Scanf then printf….Oops…printf then scanf… # include iostream.h…#includeconio.h…clrscr()
Oh...God...I wish that share folder still exists… I hope the netsend command still works.
God...Help me… main ()…curly brackets open….
Oops !! There he is, the most brilliant student of our class Janeesh K.J , the one who asked
doubt to our Mechanical faculty on the first day itself. A tough question "Sir, is it possible to
store data on WordStar instead of Access ".
Ghosh!!! What's WordStar?? What's Access?? I am going to fail.
He looks too cool. Boy…5 more minutes left... C came after B…now we have C++ and VC++…C was discovered/invented (not sure) by Dennis Richie….
I can hear one of the gal asking Janeesh "What's ANSI C ?"
Oops...I don't know even that...Probably discovered by Ancy… so C was discovered by both Dennis and Ancy… might be husband - wife.
Here comes the lab assistant.
"Guys get in!!!"
So at last the time has come. Utmost one more supplementary. Huh!!! Karthik…you have been through these situations now and then...bravo...Come on!!!!
I entered the lab with shaking hands...legs…entire body...
Oh that's my system!!!! It's still vacant…my shared drives…. Ha ha ha ..great
"Hey…take this system…sit according to your roll number" (In came the voice of lab assistant)
What the…H*%$ is it….?
Hey even this system is far from the faculty's desk. This is great.
"Now !! turn over the sheet of paper on your desk, you have to complete the task in 3 hours. First write down the algorithm and then start doing the program."
So...This is it… Come on…let's see what's in there….
Write a program to sort N natural numbers in ascending order and then perform search operation.
(PS: Use Bubble sort and binary search).
Nice question the one I have mugged up. Take this Compy – Dompy…
#include iostream.h…#include conio.h..main()….
Its' over and still plenty of time left. Let me see what others are doing.
Oh !! God they all are gone. Was this paper that easy!!
"Karthik are you finished with the work?"
"Yes Mam"
"OK !! show me the output"
"Here it is..." ..Ctrl+F9
"Okay..that looks okay..it could have been better…you should add comments where ever possible…"…bla bla bla..and one more bla….
Oh !!! she is gone….hmmm..she will never get satisfied…anyways..It's over…
I started going towards the door
"Karthik !!! where r u going? Come over here. You still have VIVA left."
Huh !!! Not again !!!
"Please sit "
"Thank you "
"Okay !! Tell me..What is a computer"
'A computer is an electronic device…….tttttrrrrrrrrrrppppppp"..
I am the best..I am the best..I am the best.. Yah I am best
"What r macros?"
'Sorry'
Did she hear me saying I am the best…
"What r libraries"
'Pardon'
"What are command line arguments?"
'Don't know'
"What are inbuilt functions?"
'Can u please repeat the question……'
Are these questions from Computer Science!!!! Huh !!!
"Okay one last question…Show me where is the server in our lab"
Hmmm….Server is something big…yah it's very big….bigger than CPU and monitor…now I have to find where it is….hmmm…
not that…that's a switch board…not even that...that's AC….hmmmm…which one is the server…Oopps…that's her again…
"Hey !!! Stop revolving in your chair and tell me..Which is the server?"
Hey that looks like a server….
'There it is'.…(pointing hand towards the UPS, but the faculty thought Karthik was pointing towards the system..kept on the table )
"Good…Why didn't you tell me earlier if you knew that? Actually no one answered it correctly...Good keep it up"
"Thank you mam..thanks a lot…"
Yahoooo…..last ball..sixer..yipeeee…………………
From then on I never looked back, within hours I became the hero of the class. People started coming to me with their doubts.
I cleared all their doubts. Even that svelte gal came and asked "What's ANSI C ?". Till date she thinks Richie and Ancy are husband and wife!!!
"A box full of kisses"
The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her five year old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.
Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother the next morning and then said, "This is for you, Momma."
The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was empty. She spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner.
"Don't you know, young lady, when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something inside the package?"
She had tears in her eyes and said, "Oh, Momma, it's not empty! I blew kisses into it until it was full."
The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her thoughtless anger.
An accident took the life of the child only a short time later, and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed for all the years of her life.
Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been given a Golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, family, friends and GOD. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.
Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother the next morning and then said, "This is for you, Momma."
The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her anger flared again when she opened the box and found it was empty. She spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner.
"Don't you know, young lady, when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something inside the package?"
She had tears in her eyes and said, "Oh, Momma, it's not empty! I blew kisses into it until it was full."
The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her thoughtless anger.
An accident took the life of the child only a short time later, and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed for all the years of her life.
Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult problems she would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been given a Golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, family, friends and GOD. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Love
Do read this conversation between a boy & a girl ........................
boy- i missed u at school 2day, y weren't u there?
girl- yeah, i had to go to the doctor.
boy- oh really? y?
girl- oh nothin, annual shots, thats all.
boy- oh
girl- so wht did we do in math 2day?
boy- u didnt miss ne thing that great.......just lots of notes
girl- ok good
boy- yeah
girl- hey i have a question......
boy- ok, ask away
girl-........how much do u love me?
boy- u kno i love u more than anything
girl- yeah.....
boy- y did u ask?
girl-................>silence<..........
boy- is something wrong?
girl- no nothing at all
boy- good.
girl- ................how much do u care about me?
boy- i would give u the world in a heartbeat if i could.
girl- u would?
boy- yeah.........of course i would >sounding worried< is there
something wrong??
girl- no, everythings fine......
boy- are u sure?
girl- yeah.
boy- ok.......i hope so.
girl- ................would u die for me?
boy- i would take a bullet for u anyday, hun
girl- reslly?
boy- anyday. now seriously, is there something wrong???
girl- no im fine, ur fine, we're fine, everyones fine.
boy- ............ok
girl-......................well i have to go ill c u 2morrow at school.
boy- alright, bye. I LOVE YOU.
girl- yeah, i love u 2, bye.
THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL:
boy- hey, have u seen my g/f 2day?
friend- no
THAT NIGHT:
ring-
ring-
girl- hello?
boy- hey
girl- oh, hi.
boy- y weren't u at school 2day?
girl- uh.......i had another doctor appointment.
boy- are u sick?
girl- ..................um i have 2 go, my mom's callin on my other line.
boy- ill wait.
girl- it may take a while, ill call u later.
boy-........alright, i love u hun.
very long pause<
girl- (with tear in her eye) look, i think we should break up.
boy- what???
girl- its the best thing for us right now.
boy- y????
girl- i love u.
THE GIRL DOESNT COME TO SCHOOL FOR 3 MORE WEEKS, AND DOESNT ANSWER HER PHONE.
boy- hey dude
friend- hey
boy- whats up
friend- nothin, hey have u talked 2 ur ex lately?
boy- no
friend- so u didnt hear?
boy- hear what?
friend- um idk if i should be the one to tell u......
boy- dude, wtf tell me
friend- uh....call this number....433-555-3468
boy- ok............
BOY CALLS NUMBER AFTER SCHOOL
ring-
ring-
voice- hello, suppam county hospital, this is nurse beckam.
boy- uh.......i must have the wrong number, im looking for my friend.
voice- what is her name, sir?
(boy gives info)
voice- yes, this is the right number, she is one of our patients here.
boy- really? y? what happened??? how is she???
voice- her room number is ..646, in building A, suite 3.
boy- WHAT HAPPENED??!!!!
voice- plz come by sir and you can see her, goodbye.
boy- WAIT! NO!
*dial tone*
BOY GOES TO HOSPITAL, AND TO ROOM ..646, BUILDING A, SUITE 3. GIRL IS LYING IN THE HOSPITAL BED.
boy- omg are u ok??
girl- ..................
boy- sweetie!! talk to me!!
girl- i..........
boy- u what?? U WHAT???
girl- i have cancer and im on life support
boy- .......................>breaks into tears<......................
girl- they're taking me off 2night
boy- y??
girl- i wanted 2 tell u but i couldnt
boy- y didnt u tell me????
girl- i didnt want 2 hurt u.
boy- u could never hurt me
girl- i just wanted 2 c if u felt bout me as the same i felt bout u.
boy- ?
girl- i love u more than anything, i would give u the world in a heartbeat. i would die for you and take a bullet for you.
boy- ...........
girl- dont be sad, i love u n ill always be here w/u
boy- then y'd u break up w/me?
nurse- young man, visiting hours are over.
BOY LEAVES, GIRL IS TAKEN OFF LIFE SUPPORT, AND DIES.
but what the boy didn't know is that the girl only asked him those questions so she could hear him say it one last time, and she only broke up w/him because she knew she only had 3 more weeks to live, and thought it would cause him less pain and give him time to get over her before she died.
NEXT DAY
the boy is found dead with a gun in his hand..with a note in the other...
THE NOTE SAID: i told her i would take a bullet for her....just like she said she would die for me...
boy- i missed u at school 2day, y weren't u there?
girl- yeah, i had to go to the doctor.
boy- oh really? y?
girl- oh nothin, annual shots, thats all.
boy- oh
girl- so wht did we do in math 2day?
boy- u didnt miss ne thing that great.......just lots of notes
girl- ok good
boy- yeah
girl- hey i have a question......
boy- ok, ask away
girl-........how much do u love me?
boy- u kno i love u more than anything
girl- yeah.....
boy- y did u ask?
girl-................>silence<..........
boy- is something wrong?
girl- no nothing at all
boy- good.
girl- ................how much do u care about me?
boy- i would give u the world in a heartbeat if i could.
girl- u would?
boy- yeah.........of course i would >sounding worried< is there
something wrong??
girl- no, everythings fine......
boy- are u sure?
girl- yeah.
boy- ok.......i hope so.
girl- ................would u die for me?
boy- i would take a bullet for u anyday, hun
girl- reslly?
boy- anyday. now seriously, is there something wrong???
girl- no im fine, ur fine, we're fine, everyones fine.
boy- ............ok
girl-......................well i have to go ill c u 2morrow at school.
boy- alright, bye. I LOVE YOU.
girl- yeah, i love u 2, bye.
THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL:
boy- hey, have u seen my g/f 2day?
friend- no
THAT NIGHT:
ring-
ring-
girl- hello?
boy- hey
girl- oh, hi.
boy- y weren't u at school 2day?
girl- uh.......i had another doctor appointment.
boy- are u sick?
girl- ..................um i have 2 go, my mom's callin on my other line.
boy- ill wait.
girl- it may take a while, ill call u later.
boy-........alright, i love u hun.
very long pause<
girl- (with tear in her eye) look, i think we should break up.
boy- what???
girl- its the best thing for us right now.
boy- y????
girl- i love u.
THE GIRL DOESNT COME TO SCHOOL FOR 3 MORE WEEKS, AND DOESNT ANSWER HER PHONE.
boy- hey dude
friend- hey
boy- whats up
friend- nothin, hey have u talked 2 ur ex lately?
boy- no
friend- so u didnt hear?
boy- hear what?
friend- um idk if i should be the one to tell u......
boy- dude, wtf tell me
friend- uh....call this number....433-555-3468
boy- ok............
BOY CALLS NUMBER AFTER SCHOOL
ring-
ring-
voice- hello, suppam county hospital, this is nurse beckam.
boy- uh.......i must have the wrong number, im looking for my friend.
voice- what is her name, sir?
(boy gives info)
voice- yes, this is the right number, she is one of our patients here.
boy- really? y? what happened??? how is she???
voice- her room number is ..646, in building A, suite 3.
boy- WHAT HAPPENED??!!!!
voice- plz come by sir and you can see her, goodbye.
boy- WAIT! NO!
*dial tone*
BOY GOES TO HOSPITAL, AND TO ROOM ..646, BUILDING A, SUITE 3. GIRL IS LYING IN THE HOSPITAL BED.
boy- omg are u ok??
girl- ..................
boy- sweetie!! talk to me!!
girl- i..........
boy- u what?? U WHAT???
girl- i have cancer and im on life support
boy- .......................>breaks into tears<......................
girl- they're taking me off 2night
boy- y??
girl- i wanted 2 tell u but i couldnt
boy- y didnt u tell me????
girl- i didnt want 2 hurt u.
boy- u could never hurt me
girl- i just wanted 2 c if u felt bout me as the same i felt bout u.
boy- ?
girl- i love u more than anything, i would give u the world in a heartbeat. i would die for you and take a bullet for you.
boy- ...........
girl- dont be sad, i love u n ill always be here w/u
boy- then y'd u break up w/me?
nurse- young man, visiting hours are over.
BOY LEAVES, GIRL IS TAKEN OFF LIFE SUPPORT, AND DIES.
but what the boy didn't know is that the girl only asked him those questions so she could hear him say it one last time, and she only broke up w/him because she knew she only had 3 more weeks to live, and thought it would cause him less pain and give him time to get over her before she died.
NEXT DAY
the boy is found dead with a gun in his hand..with a note in the other...
THE NOTE SAID: i told her i would take a bullet for her....just like she said she would die for me...
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
స్నేహం
ఒక్క క్షణమే లేత సూర్యుని ఎరుపు, ఒక్క క్షణమే ఆకాశంలో మెరుపు, తరిగిపోవును ఎంతటి సిరి సంపదాలైనా, మట్టి గరియును ఎంతటి కోటా పేటలైనా............ ఒక్క రాత్రే పున్నమి చంద్రుని వెన్నెల, ఒక్క రాత్రే అమావాస్య కటిక చీకటి, శాశ్వతం కానిది ఈ మనిషి జీవితం, కానీ ఎల్లప్పుడు శాశ్వతమైనది ఈ స్నేహం......... యుగయుగాల చరిత్ర కలది ఈ స్నేహం
ఫ్రేమ
కన్నుల ఒడిలో ..కలలనుచేర్చే కనుపాపరా ప్రేమంటే
మనసుల బడిలో మమతలు చదివే పసి పాపరా ప్రేమంటే
నవ్వుల చినుకులు చిలికే మేఘం ప్రేమంటే..
పువ్వులు పంచే ప్రేమసుగంధం ప్రేమంటే..
మనిషిని నడిపేది ప్రేమంటే..
అనిపిస్తుంది అది తోడుంటే!
నీ చిరునవ్వు....
మిలియన్ డాలర్లు ఐతే !
నేను కొనలేను నేస్తం....
మిలియన్ రక్తకణాలు ఐతే
ధమనుల్ని సిరల్నీ పిండి ఇవ్వగలను ......
మనసుల బడిలో మమతలు చదివే పసి పాపరా ప్రేమంటే
నవ్వుల చినుకులు చిలికే మేఘం ప్రేమంటే..
పువ్వులు పంచే ప్రేమసుగంధం ప్రేమంటే..
మనిషిని నడిపేది ప్రేమంటే..
అనిపిస్తుంది అది తోడుంటే!
నీ చిరునవ్వు....
మిలియన్ డాలర్లు ఐతే !
నేను కొనలేను నేస్తం....
మిలియన్ రక్తకణాలు ఐతే
ధమనుల్ని సిరల్నీ పిండి ఇవ్వగలను ......
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
"Every One Has Problems"
A mother who had lost her only son went to the religious priest in her village and said: "Is there anything you can give me to reduce the pain that I feel?" “I feel lost and I don’t want to live any more” "Yes," he said. "There is a wonderful thing you can do. I want you to go and get me a mustard seed from a home that has no problems. Such a mustard seed can ward off all problems. When you find it, bring it to me and I will use it to relieve your pain." So the mother started out and came to a big mansion. Nothing could possibly be wrong here! She knocked on the door, told what she was looking for, and they answered, "You've come to the wrong house." And then they told her all their problems. As she was listening to their problems, she thought, "I know something about problems... Maybe I can help these people with theirs." So she listened to them; and this helped people. She kept on searching for her magic mustard seed. But no matter where she went, she could not find that seed. Everyone everywhere had some kind of troubles.
But she really did find the magic mustard seed, because in trying to help others solve their problems, she forgot all about her own.
But she really did find the magic mustard seed, because in trying to help others solve their problems, she forgot all about her own.
"Discover your talent"
[Based on the story of Gillian Lynne from Ken Robinson’s famous speech “Schools kill creativity”]
There was this little girl, Gillian, and she was really hopeless. And the school, in the '30s, wrote to her parents and said, "We think Gillian has a learning disorder." She couldn't concentrate, she was fidgeting.
So, she went to see a specialist with her mother. She was led to a room where she sat on a chair at the end, and she sat on her hands for 20 minutes while this man talked to her mother about all the problems Gillian was having at school. And at the end of it - because she was disturbing people, her homework was always late, and so on, little kid of eight - in the end, the doctor went and sat next to Gillian and said, "Gillian, I've listened to all these things that your mother's told me, and I need to speak to her privately." He said, "Wait here, we'll be back, we won't be very long." and they went and left her.
But as they went out the room, he turned on the radio that was sitting on his desk. And when they got out the room, he said to her mother, "Just stand and watch her." And the minute they left the room, she said, she was on her feet, moving to the music. And they watched for a few minutes and he turned to her mother and said, "Mrs. Lynne, Gillian isn't sick, she's a dancer. Take her to a dance school."
She did. It was the most wonderful experience for little Gillian. She walked in the room and it was full of people like her. People who couldn't sit still. People who had to move to think. Who had to move to think. They did ballet, they did tap, they did jazz, they did modern, they did contemporary.
She was eventually auditioned for the Royal Ballet School, she became a soloist, she had a wonderful career at the Royal Ballet. She eventually graduated from the Royal Ballet School and founded her own company - the Gillian Lynne Dance Company. She's been responsible for some of the most successful musical theater productions in history, she's given pleasure to millions, and she's a multi-millionaire.
Somebody else might have put her on medication and told her to calm down.
There was this little girl, Gillian, and she was really hopeless. And the school, in the '30s, wrote to her parents and said, "We think Gillian has a learning disorder." She couldn't concentrate, she was fidgeting.
So, she went to see a specialist with her mother. She was led to a room where she sat on a chair at the end, and she sat on her hands for 20 minutes while this man talked to her mother about all the problems Gillian was having at school. And at the end of it - because she was disturbing people, her homework was always late, and so on, little kid of eight - in the end, the doctor went and sat next to Gillian and said, "Gillian, I've listened to all these things that your mother's told me, and I need to speak to her privately." He said, "Wait here, we'll be back, we won't be very long." and they went and left her.
But as they went out the room, he turned on the radio that was sitting on his desk. And when they got out the room, he said to her mother, "Just stand and watch her." And the minute they left the room, she said, she was on her feet, moving to the music. And they watched for a few minutes and he turned to her mother and said, "Mrs. Lynne, Gillian isn't sick, she's a dancer. Take her to a dance school."
She did. It was the most wonderful experience for little Gillian. She walked in the room and it was full of people like her. People who couldn't sit still. People who had to move to think. Who had to move to think. They did ballet, they did tap, they did jazz, they did modern, they did contemporary.
She was eventually auditioned for the Royal Ballet School, she became a soloist, she had a wonderful career at the Royal Ballet. She eventually graduated from the Royal Ballet School and founded her own company - the Gillian Lynne Dance Company. She's been responsible for some of the most successful musical theater productions in history, she's given pleasure to millions, and she's a multi-millionaire.
Somebody else might have put her on medication and told her to calm down.
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