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Saturday, July 25, 2009
Salute to National Heros
July 26th is the 10th anniversary of Kargil Vijay Divas. Vijay Divas commemorates the eviction of Pakistani intruders by Indian troops. Pakistani infiltrators had occupied ridge lines across a 110 km stretch on the Indian side of the LOC. The war started after Pakistani forces and Kashmiri militants were detected atop the Kargil ridges. It ended on July 14 when both sides had essentially ceased their military operations. About 530 troops were killed in the three-month long war, which started in May 1999.
On this occasion, we salute all those martyrs who laid down their lives for our better tomorrow. Most of the times we tend to forget those unsung heroes who protect our country from the enemies. Patriotism should not be shown only when watching sports or when war happens. It should be there always in our hearts.
We are proud of you.......
Jokz
Husband & Wife - Love Your Enemy
From his death bed, the husband called his wife and said, "One month after
I die I want you to marry Samy."
"Samy! But he is your enemy !" "Yes, I know that ! I've suffered all these
years so let him suffer now."
Husband & Wife - Wedding Ring
At the cocktail party, one woman said to another, "Aren't you wearing your wedding ring on the wrong finger? "
The other replied, "Yes I am, I married the wrong man."
Husband & Wife - Same Service
A husband visited a marriage counselor and said, "When we were first married, I would come home from the office, my wife would bring my slippers and our cute little dog would run around barking.
Now after ten years it's all different, I come home, the dog brings the slippers and my wife runs around barking."
"Why complain?" said the counselor. "You're still getting the same service!"
Husband & Wife - Talk About Husband
One woman told another : "My neighbour is always speaking ill of her husband, but look at me, my husband is foolish, lazy and a coward; but have I ever said anything bad about him?"
Husband & Wife - No Answer Back
A man was telling his friends, "When my wife is infuriated, she starts shouting at me, my children and even at our dogs and nobody dares answer her."
One of his friends asked."And when you are angry, what do you do?"
the man replied, "I also shout angrily at the windows and doors of the house and none of them dares to answer back.
Kavya Madhavan Divorce
It is reported that she has been advised by her lawyer that for filing divorce petition, a minimum of one year separation is required. The lawyer that Kavya has consult is considered as a leading lawyer of Kochi.
According to the actress, she and her family were cheated in her marriage but the actual reason behind the decision is still not known. It is also being said that she will file the divorce case in the family court in Thiruvananthapuram, Kerala.
After her marriage, Kavya Madhavan also said she will leave the film industry for his family life. Ee Pattanathil Bhootham was the name of the last movie in which she acted. Back in 1991, she started her film career with the movie “Pookkaalam Varavaayi”. In this movie she played the role of a School girl. This film was directed by Kamal.
After her marriage in February, she was settled in Kuwait with her husband Nischal, but since last month, she has been living with her parents at her house in Ernakulam.The couple seemed very happy on their wedding at Kollur Mookambika and even celebrated it along their parents and friends at Le Meridien in Ernakulam. But now, things got worse and they are expected to be separate soon.
One of the best short stories . Plz Read...
My wife called, 'How long will you be with that newspaper? Will you come
here & make your darling daughter eat her food?’
I tossed the paper away & rushed to the scene.
My only daughter, Sindu, looked frightened; tears were welling up in her
eyes. In front of her was a bowl filled to its brim with curd rice.
Sindu is a nice child, quite intelligent for her age.
I cleared my throat & picked up the bowl. 'Sindu darling, why don't you
take a few mouthful of this curd rice? Just for Dad's sake dear.
Sindu softened a bit & wiped her tears with the back of her hands. 'Ok,
Dad.. I will eat - not just a few mouthfuls, but the whole lot of this.
But, you should...' Sindu hesitated. 'Dad, if I eat this entire curd
rice, will you give me whatever I ask for?'
'Promise'. I covered the pink soft hand extended by my daughter with
mine, & clinched the deal. Now I became a bit anxious.
'Dad, I want to have my head shaved off, this Sunday!' was her demand.
'Atrocious!' shouted my wife, 'A girl child having her head shaved off?
Impossible!' 'Never in our family!' My mother rasped. 'She has been
watching too much of TV. Our culture is getting totally spoiled with this
TV programs!'
'Sindu, darling, why don't you ask for something else? We’ll be sad
seeing you with a clean-shaven head.' 'Please, Sindu, why don't you try
to understand our feelings?' I tried to plead with her.
'Dad, you saw how difficult it was for me to eat that Curd Rice'. Sindu
was in tears. '& you promised to grant me whatever I ask for.
Now, you are going back on your words. Was it not you who told me the
story of King Harishchandra, its moral that we should honor our promises
no matter what?'
With her head clean-shaven, Sindu had a round-face & her eyes looked big
& beautiful.
On Monday morning, I dropped her at her school. It was a sight to watch
my hairless Sindu walking towards her classroom. She turned around &
waved.
I waved back with a smile. Just then, a boy alighted from a car &
shouted, 'Sinduja, please wait for me!'
What struck me was the hairless head of that boy. 'May be, that is the
in-stuff', I thought.
'Sir, your daughter Sinduja is great indeed!' Without introducing
herself, a lady got out of the car, & continued, 'that boy who is walking
along with your daughter is my son Harish. He is suffering from...
leukemia'.
She paused to muffle her sobs. 'Harish could not attend the school for
the whole of the last month. He lost all his hair due to the side effects
of the chemotherapy. He refused to come back to school fearing the
unintentional but cruel teasing of the schoolmates. Sinduja visited him
last week & promised him that she will take care of the teasing issue.
But, I never imagined she would sacrifice her lovely hair for the sake of
my son!
Sir, you & your wife are blessed to have such a noble soul as your
daughter..'
I stood transfixed & then, I wept. 'My little Angel, you are teaching me
how selfless real love is!'
“The happiest people are not those who live on their own terms…………but are
those who change their terms for the ones whom they love..
Strange clouds appear over Sea of Okhotsk, Japan
In June 2007 a Japanese coastguard aircraft was flying over the coast of Hokkaido, above the Sea of Okhotsk, when they observed this unusual cloud formation.
The clouds appear in long, parallel ribbons across the sky. These are stratocumulus clouds, which are not in themselves uncommon. Cloud formations can take on different shapes, depending on the wind. However it is certainly unusual to see stratocumulus clouds take on this shape.
Password
Wanting to embarrass the female he told her to enter PENIS.
Without blinking or saying a word she entered the password.
She then almost died laughing at the computer's response:
PASSWORD REJECTED. NOT LONG ENOUGH ****
Peace of Mind
finally retired. At her next checkup, the new doctor told her to bring a
list of all the medicines that had been prescribed for her. As the young
doctor was looking through these, his eyes grew wide as he realized she has
a prescription for birth control pills.
"Mrs. Smith, do you realize these are BIRTH CONTROL pills?"
"Yes, they help me sleep at night."
"Mrs. Smith, I assure you there is absolutely NOTHING in these that could
possibly help you sleep!"
She reached out and patted the young Doctor's knee. "Yes, dear, I know that.
But every morning, I grind one up and mix it in the glass of orange juice
that my 16 year old granddaughter drinks... And believe me, it helps me
sleep at night!"
Capitalism and Cows
TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM -- You have two cows. You sell one and buy a bull.
Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows. You sell them and retire on the
income.
AN AMERICAN CORPORATION -- You have two cows. You sell one, and force the
other to produce the milk of four cows. You are surprised when the cow drops dead.
FRENCH CORPORATION -- You have two cows. You go on strike because you
want three cows.
A JAPANESE CORPORATION -- You have two cows. You redesign them so they
are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk. You
then create clever cow cartoon images called Cowkimon(tm) and market them
world-wide.
A GERMAN CORPORATION -- You have two cows. You re-engineer them so they
live for 100 years, eat once a month, and milk themselves.
A BRITISH CORPORATION -- You have two cows. Both are mad.
AN ITALIAN CORPORATION -- You have two cows, but you don't know where they
are. You break for lunch.
A RUSSIAN CORPORATION -- You have two cows. You count them and learn you
have five cows. You count them again and learn you have 42 cows. You count
them again and learn you have 12 cows. You stop counting cows and open another
bottle of vodka.
A SWISS CORPORATION -- You have 5000 cows, none of which belong to you.
You charge others for storing them.
A HINDU CORPORATION -- You have two cows. You worship them.
A CHINESE CORPORATION -- You have two cows. You have 300 people milking
them. You claim full employment, high bovine productivity, and arrest the newsman
who reported the numbers.
AN ARKANSAS CORPORATION -- You have two cows. That one on the left is
kinda cute.
ENRON CORPORATION -- You have two cows. You sell three of them to your
publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at
the bank, then execute a debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so
that you get all four cows back, with a tax exemption for five cows. The milk rights
of the six cows are transferred via an intermediary to a Cayman Island company
secretly owned by the majority shareholder who sells the rights to all seven cows
back to your listed company. The annual report says the company owns eight
cows, with an option on one more. Sell one cow to buy a new president of the
United States, leaving you with nine cows. No balance sheet provided with the
release. The public buys your bull.
ARTHUR ANDERSON, LLC -- You have 2 cows. You shred all documents that
Enron has any cows, take 2 cows from Enron for payment for consulting the cows,
and attest that Enron has 9 cows.
Chicken Philosophy
WHY DID THE CHICKEN CROSS THE ROAD???
Plato: For the greater good.
Aristotle: To fulfill its nature on the other side.
Karl Marx: It was a historical inevitability.
Machiavelli: So that its subjects will view it with admiration, as a
chicken which has the daring and courage to boldly cross the road,
but also with fear, for whom among them has the strength to contend
with such a paragon of avian virtue? In such a manner is the princely
chicken's dominion maintained.
Hippocrates: Because of an excess of light pink gooey stuff in its
pancreas.
Jacques Derrida: Any number of contending discourses may be discovered
within the act of the chicken crossing the road, and each
interpretation is equally valid as the authorial intent can never be
discerned, because structuralism is DEAD, DAMMIT, DEAD!
Thomas de Torquemada: Give me ten minutes with the chicken and I'll
find out.
Timothy Leary: Because that's the only kind of trip the Establishment
would let it take.
Douglas Adams: Forty-two.
Nietzsche: Because if you gaze too long across the Road, the Road
gazes also across you.
Oliver North: National Security was at stake.
B.F. Skinner: Because the external influences which had pervaded its
sensorium from birth had caused it to develop in such a fashion that
it would tend to cross roads, even while believing these actions to be
of its own free will.
Carl Jung: The confluence of events in the cultural gestalt
necessitated that individual chickens cross roads at this historical
juncture, and therefore synchronicitously brought such occurrences
into being.
Jean-Paul Sartre: In order to act in good faith and be true to
itself, the chicken found it necessary to cross the road.
Ludwig Wittgenstein: The possibility of "crossing" was encoded into
the objects "chicken" and "road", and circumstances came into being
which
caused the actualization of this potential occurrence.
Albert Einstein: Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road
crossed the chicken depends upon your frame of reference.
Aristotle: To actualize its potential.
Buddha: If you ask this question, you deny your own chicken-nature.
Howard Cosell: It may very well have been one of the most astonishing
events to grace the annals of history. An historic, unprecedented
avian biped with the temerity to attempt such an herculean achievement
formerly relegated to homo sapien pedestrians is truly a remarkable
occurence.
Salvador Dali: The Fish.
Darwin: It was the logical next step after coming down from the
trees.
Emily Dickinson: Because it could not stop for death.
Epicurus: For fun.
Ralph Waldo Emerson: It didn't cross the road; it transcended it.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe: The eternal hen-principle made it do it.
Ernest Hemingway: To die. In the rain.
Werner Heisenberg: We are not sure which side of the road the chicken
was on, but it was moving very fast.
David Hume: Out of custom and habit.
Saddam Hussein: This was an unprovoked act of rebellion and we were
quite justified in dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on it.
Jack Nicholson: 'Cause it (censored) wanted to. That's the
(censored) reason.
Pyrrho the Skeptic: What road?
Ronald Reagan: Well,...................
John Sununu: The Air Force was only too happy to provide the
transportation, so quite understandably the chicken availed himself
of the opportunity.
The Sphinx: You tell me.
Henry David Thoreau: To live deliberately ... and suck all the marrow
out of life.
Mark Twain: The news of its crossing has been greatly exaggerated.
Mishima: For the beauty of it. The chicken's extension of its
sinuous legs sent shivers of a dark despair into the souls not only of
the silently watching hens but also the roosters, who felt a sudden
sexual desire for their exquisite comrade. The dark courage of the
chicken was as beautiful as drops of dew upon jade at midnight, struck
by a partial moon, its light filtered through clouds. One of the
deeply aroused roosters could stand the intensity of the moment no
more and bit off the head of the beautiful, courageous chicken-hero,
whose wine blood was deliciously drunken by the road, and he died.
Johnny Cochran: The chicken didn't cross the road. Some
chicken-hating, genocidal, lying public official moved the road right
under the chicken's feet while he was practicing his golf swing and
thinking about his family.
Camus: The chicken's mother had just died. But this did not really
upset him, as any number of witnesses can attest. In fact, he
crossed just because the sun got in his eyes.
John Sununu (again): I would argue that the chicken never crossed the
road at all. That it is a story concocted by the Clinton
Administration to distract attention from their failed agriculture
policy. Where is the evidence that the chicken crossed the road?
Where, Michael?
Michael Kinsley: Oh, John, come on! Everybody knows the chicken
crossed the road. What evidence do you need? It's obvious that the
chicken crossed the road. Your whole argument is just a smoke and
mirror tactic to distract us from the fact that most chickens polled
now back the Democratic Party. You ought to be ashamed of yourself,
John.
Siskel: I don't know why it crossed the road, but I loved it. Thumbs
up!
Ebert: I disagree. The whole thing left the audience wondering; the
chicken's crossing the road was never clearly explained and the
chicken didn't emote very well. It couldn't even speak English!
Thumbs down.
Michael Kinsley: But you both agree it did cross the road, right?
See, John. I'm right as usual.