Oldmails

1. What is height of Fashion?

Dhoti with a zip
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2. What is height of Secrecy?

Offering blank visiting cards.
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3. What is height of Activelaziness?

Asking for a lift to house while on a morning walk.
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4. What is height of Laziness?

Adopt a child.
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5. What is height of Craziness?

Getting a blank paper Xeroxed.
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6. What is height of Forgetfulness?

Seeing the mirror and trying to recollect when you saw him / her last.
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7. What is height of Stupidity?

A man looking through a keyhole of a glass door.
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8. What is height of Honesty?

A pregnant woman taking one and a half ticket.
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9. What is height of Suicide?

A dwarf jumping from the footpath on the road.
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10. What is height of De-hydration?

A cow giving milk powder.
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WIFE's DIARY


Sunday night thought he was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a cafe to have coffee. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I
thought he was upset that I was a bit late, but he made no comment.
Conversation wasn't flowing, so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed but he kept quiet and absent.

I asked him what was wrong. He said: "Nothing." I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said it had nothing to do with me, and not to worry.

On the way home I told him that I loved him. He simply smiled and kept driving. I can't explain his behavior; I don't know why he didn't say: "I love u, too." When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat there and watched TV; he seemed
distant and absent. Finally, I decided to go to bed. About 10 minutes later he came to bed. I could not take it anymore, so I decided to confront him with
the situation but he had fallen asleep. I started crying and cried until I too fell asleep. I don't know what to do.

I'm almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.


HUSBAND's DIARY

Today, Manchester United lost the football match.
DAMN IT..!!

Man discovered WEAPONS and invented HUNTING,
Woman discovered HUNTING and invented FURS.

Man discovered COLORS and invented PAINT,
Woman discovered PAINT and invented MAKEUP.

Man discovered the WORD and invented CONVERSATION,
Woman discovered CONVERSATION and invented GOSSIP.

Man discovered GAMBLING and invented CARDS,
Woman discovered CARDS and invented WITCHERY.

Man discovered AGRICULTURE and invented FOOD,
Woman discovered FOOD and invented DIET.

Man discovered FRIENDSHIP and invented LOVE,
Woman discovered LOVE and invented MARRIAGE.

Man discovered WOMEN and invented SEX,
Woman discovered SEX and invented HEADACHES.

Man discovered TRADING and invented MONEY,
Woman discovered MONEY and that's when it all got screwed up!

Olny srmat poelpe can.I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty
uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg.The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig
to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the
ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat
ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll
raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey
lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? yaeh and I awlyas
tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!

The University professor challenged his students with this question.
"Did God create everything that exists?"
A student bravely replied, "Yes he did!"
"God created everything?" The professor asked.
"Yes sir", the student replied.

The professor answered, "If God created everything,then God created evil, since evil exists,
and according to the principal that our works define who we are, then God is evil."

The student became quiet before such an answer. The professor, quite pleased with himself, boasted to the students that he had
proven once more that the Christian faith was a myth.

Another student raised his hand and said, "Can I ask you a question professor?"
"Of course", replied the professor.

The student stood up and asked, "Professor does cold exist?"

"What kind of question is this? Of course it exists. Have you never been cold?"
The students snickered at the young man's question.

The young man replied, "In fact sir, cold does not exist. According to the laws of physics, what we consider cold is in reality
the absence of heat. Every body or object is susceptible to study when it has or transmits energy, and
heat is what makes a body or matter have or transmit energy. Absolute zero (-460? F) is the total absence of heat;
all matter becomes inert and incapable of reaction at that temperature. Cold does not exist.
We have created this word to describe how we feel if we have no heat."

The student continued, "Professor, does darkness exist?"
The professor responded, "Of course it does."

The student replied, "Once again you are wrong sir, darkness does not exist either. Darkness is in reality the absence of light.
Light we can study, but not darkness. In fact we can use Newton's prism to break white light into many colors and study the various wavelengths of each
color. You cannot measure darkness. A simple ray of light can break into a world of darkness and illuminate
it. How can you know how dark a certain space is? You measure the amount of light present.
Isn't this correct? Darkness is a term used by man to describe what happens when there is no light present."

Finally the young man asked the professor, "Sir, does evil exist?"

Now uncertain, the professor responded, "Of course as I have already said. We see it everyday. It is in the daily example of man's
inhumanity to man. It is in the multitude of crime and violence everywhere in the world. These manifestations are nothing else but evil.

To this the student replied, "Evil does not exist sir, or at least is does not exist unto itself. Evil is simply the absence of
God. It is just like darkness and cold, a word that man has created to describe the absence of God.
God did not create evil. Evil is the result of what happens when man does not have God's love present in his heart. It's like the cold
that comes when there is no heat or the darkness that comes when there is no light."

The professor sat down.

A guy goes to the Department of Housing to apply for a job.

The interviewer asks him, "have you been in the service"?

"Yes" he says. "I was in Vietnam for three years"

The interviewer says, "That will give you extra points toward employment".

The interviewer then asks, "Are you disabled in any way"?

The guy says, "Yes 100%... a mortar round exploded near me and blew my testicles off".

The interviewer tells the guy, "OK, I can hire you right now. The hours are from 9:00am to
5:00pm. You can start tomorrow. Come in at 11:00am."

The guy is puzzled and says, "If the hours are from 9:00am to 5:00pm, then why
do you want me to come in at 11:00am?"

"This is a software maintenance job" the interviewer says. "For the first two hours
we sit around scratching our balls....... no point in you coming in for that."

It was a sports stadium.

Eight Children were standing on the track to
participate in the running
event.

* Ready!

* Steady!

* Bang!!!

With the sound of Toy pistol, all eight girls
started running.

Hardly have they covered ten to fifteen steps, one
of the smaller girls
slipped and fell down, due to bruises and pain she
started crying.

When other seven girls heard this sound, stopped
running, stood for a
while and turned back, they all ran back to the
place where the girl fell
down.

One among them bent, picked and kissed the girl
gently and enquired 'Now
pain must have reduced'.

All seven girls lifted the fallen girl, pacified
her, two of them held the
girl firmly and they all seven joined hands
together and walked together
and reached the winning post.

Officials were shocked.

Clapping of thousands of spectators filled the
stadium.

Many eyes were filled with tears and perhaps it
had reached the GOD even!

YES. This happened in Hyderabad, recently !

The sport was conducted by National Institute of
Mental Health. All these
special girls had come to participate in this
event and they are spastic
children.

Yes, they were mentally retarded.

What did they teach this world?

Teamwork?

Humanity?

Equality among all?

. . . . . . . . ????

Successful people help others who are slow in
learning so that they are
not left far behind.

The little things are the big things.
It is never being too old to hold hands.
It is remembering to say
"I love you" at least once a day.
It is never going to sleep angry.

It is at no time taking the other for granted;
the courtship should not end with the honeymoon,
it should continue through all the years.

It is having a mutual sense of values and common
objectives.
It is standing together facing the world.
It is forming a circle of love that gathers in the
whole family.
It is doing things for each other, not in the
attitude
of duty or sacrifice, but in the spirit of joy.

It is speaking words of appreciation and
demonstrating gratitude in thoughtful ways.
It is not expecting the husband to wear a halo
or the wife to have wings of an angel.

It is not looking for perfection in each other.
It is cultivating flexibility, patience,
understanding and a sense of humor.

It is having the capacity to forgive and forget.
It is giving each other an atmosphere in which each
can grow.
It is finding room for the things of the spirit.
It is a common search for the good and the
beautiful.

It is establishing a relationship in which the
independence is equal,
dependence is mutual and the obligation is
reciprocal.
It is not only marrying the right partner,
it is being the right partner.

Excellent poems by not so famous poets... found on toilet doors and walls..........these are the robert frosts or Nizzim Ezekiels of today...to the manor born...

A budding poet trying his best...

Here I lie in stinky vapor, Because some bastard stole the toilet paper,
Shall I lie, or shall I linger, Or shall I be forced to use my finger.

Before he graduated to be a poet, he wrote this...

Here I sit, Broken hearted
Tried to shit, But only farted

Someone who had a different experience wrote,

You're lucky, You had your chance
I tried to fart, And shit my pants!

Perhaps it's true that people find inspiration in toilets.

I came here, To shit and stink,
But all I do, Is sit and think.

There are also people who come in for a different purpose...

Some come here to sit and think,
Some come here to shit and stink,
But I come here to scratch my balls,
And read the bullshit on the walls...

Toilets walls also double as job advertisement space.......(written high upon the wall)
If you can piss above this line, the Singapore Fire Department wants you.

Ministry of Environment advertisement:
We aim to please!
You aim too! Please!

Seen above a urinal:
Please do not throw cigarette butts in our urinal.
We don't piss in your ashtrays!

On the inside of a toilet door:
Patrons are requested to remain seated throughout the entire performance.

A sign at a swimming pool bathroom:
We don't swim in your toilet, so please don't pee in our pool.

Another sign seen at a swimming pool:
Welcome to our ool.
Notice there's no P in it.
Please keep it that way.

And finally, this should teach some a lesson...
Sign seen at a restaurant :
The hands that clean these toilets also make your food...please aim properly.

Stage 1 - *SMART* : This is when you suddenly become an expert on every subject in the known Universe. You know you know everything and want to pass on your knowledge to anyone who will listen. At this stage you are always RIGHT. And of course the person you are talking to is very WRONG. This makes for an interesting argument when both parties are
SMART.

Stage 2 - *GOOD LOOKING* : This is when you realize that you are the BEST LOOKING person in the entire bar and that people fancy you. You can go up to a perfect stranger knowing they fancy you and really want to talk to you. Bear in mind that you are still SMART, so you can talk to this person about any subject under the sun.

Stage 3 - *RICH* This is when you suddenly become the richest person in the world. You can buy drinks for the entire bar because you have an armored truck full of money parked behind the bar. You can also make bets at this stage, because of course, you are still SMART, so naturally you win all your bets. It doesn't matter how much you bet 'cos you are RICH. You will also buy drinks for everyone that you fancy, because now you are the BEST LOOKING person in the world.

Stage 4 - *BULLET PROOF* You are now ready to pick fights with anyone and everyone especially those with whom you have been betting or arguing. This is because nothing can hurt you. At this point you can also go up to the partners of the people who you fancy and challenge to a battle of wits or money. You have no fear of losing this battle because you areSMART, you are RICH and hell, you're BETTER LOOKING than they are anyway!

Stage 5 - *INVISIBLE* This is the Final Stage of Drunkenness. At this point you can do anything because NO ONE CAN SEE YOU. You dance on a table to impress the people who you fancy because the rest of the people in the room cannot see you. You are also invisible to the person who wants to fight you. You can walk through the street singing at the top of
your lungs because no one can see or hear you and because you're still SMART you know all the words.

Q: Daddy, why did we have to attack Iraq?
A: Because they had weapons of mass destruction honey.

Q: But the inspectors didn't find any weapons of mass destruction.
A: That's because the Iraqis were hiding them.

Q: And that's why we invaded Iraq?
A: Yep. Invasions always work better than inspections.

Q: But after we invaded them, we STILL didn't find any weapons of mass destruction, did we?
A: That's because the weapons are so well hidden. Don't worry, we'll find something, probably right before the 2004 election.

Q: Why did Iraq want all those weapons of mass destruction?
A: To use them in a war, silly.

Q: I'm confused. If they had all those weapons that they planned to use in a war, then why didn't they use any of those weapons when we went to war with them?
A: Well, obviously they didn't want anyone to know they had those weapons, so they chose to die by the thousands rather than defend themselves.

Q: That doesn't make sense Daddy. Why would they choose to die if they had all those big weapons to fight us back with?
A: It's a different culture. It's not supposed to make sense.

Q: I don't know about you, but I don't think they had any of those weapons our government said they did.
A: Well, you know, it doesn't matter whether or not they had those weapons.We had another good reason to invade them anyway.

Q: And what was that?
A: Even if Iraq didn't have weapons of mass destruction, Saddam Hussein was a cruel dictator, which is another good reason to invade another country.

Q: Why? What does a cruel dictator do that makes it OK to invade his country?
A: Well, for one thing, he tortured his own people.

Q: Kind of like what they do in China?
A: Don't go comparing China to Iraq. China is a good economic competitor, where millions of people work for slave wages in sweatshops to make U.S. corporations richer.

Q: So if a country lets its people be exploited for American corporate gain, it's a good country, even if that country tortures people?
A: Right.

Q: Why were people in Iraq being tortured?
A: For political crimes, mostly, like criticizing the government. People who criticized the government in Iraq were sent to prison and tortured.

Q: Isn't that exactly what happens in China?
A: I told you, China is different.

Q: What's the difference between China and Iraq?
A: Well, for one thing, Iraq was ruled by the Ba'ath party, while China is Communist.

Q: Didn't you once tell me Communists were bad?
A: No, just Cuban Communists are bad.

Q: How are the Cuban Communists bad?
A: Well, for one thing, people who criticize the government in Cuba are sent to prison and tortured.

Q: Like in Iraq?
A: Exactly.

Q: And like in China, too?
A: I told you, China's a good economic competitor. Cuba, on the other hand, is not.

Q: How come Cuba isn't a good economic competitor?
A: Well, you see, back in the early 1960s, our government passed some laws that made it illegal for Americans to trade or do any business with Cuba until they stopped being Communists and started being capitalists like us.

Q: But if we got rid of those laws, opened up trade with Cuba, and started doing business with them, wouldn't that help the Cubans become capitalists?
A: Don't be a smart-ass.

Q: I didn't think I was being one.
A: Well, anyway, they also don't have freedom of religion in Cuba.

Q: Kind of like China and the Falun Gong movement?
A: I told you, stop saying bad things about China. Anyway, Saddam Hussein came to power through a military coup, so he's not really a legitimate leader anyway.

Q: What's a military coup?
A: That's when a military general takes over the government of a country by force, instead of holding free elections like we do in the United States.

Q: Didn't the ruler of Pakistan come to power by a military coup?
A: You mean General Pervez Musharraf? Uh, yeah, he did, but Pakistan is our friend.

Q: Why is Pakistan our friend if their leader is illegitimate?
A: I never said Pervez Musharraf was illegitimate.

Q: Didn't you just say a military general who comes to power by forcibly overthrowing the legitimate government of a nation is an illegitimate leader?
A: Only Saddam Hussein. Pervez Musharraf is our friend, because he helped us invade Afghanistan.

Q: Why did we invade Afghanistan?
A: Because of what they did to us on September 11th.

Q: What did Afghanistan do to us on September 11th?
A: Well, on September 11th, nineteen men? Fifteen of them Saudi Arabians! hijacked four airplanes and flew three of them into buildings, killing over 3,000 Americans.

Q: So how did Afghanistan figure into all that?
A: Afghanistan was where those bad men trained, under the oppressive rule of the Taliban.

Q: Aren't the Taliban those bad radical Islamics who chopped off people's heads and hands?
A: Yes, that's exactly who they were. Not only did they chop off people's heads and hands, but they oppressed women, too.

Q: Didn't the Bush administration give the Taliban 43 million dollars back in May of 2001?
A: Yes, but that money was a reward because they did such a good job fighting drugs.

Q: Fighting drugs?
A: Yes, the Taliban were very helpful in stopping people from growing opium poppies.

Q: How did they do such a good job?
A: Simple. If people were caught growing opium poppies, the Taliban would have their hands and heads cut off.

Q: So, when the Taliban cut off people's heads and hands for growing flowers, that was OK, but not if they cut people's heads and hands off for other reasons?
A: Yes. It's OK with us if radical Islamic fundamentalists cut off people's hands for growing flowers, but it's cruel if they cut off people's hands for stealing bread.

Q: Don't they also cut off people's hands and heads in Saudi Arabia?
A: That's different. Afghanistan was ruled by a tyrannical patriarchy that oppressed women and forced them to wear burqas whenever they were in public, with death by stoning as the penalty for women who did not comply.

Q: Don't Saudi women have to wear burqas in public, too?
A: No, Saudi women merely wear a traditional Islamic body covering.

Q: What's the difference?
A: The traditional Islamic covering worn by Saudi women is a modest yet fashionable garment that covers all of a woman's body except for her eyes and fingers. The burqa, on the other hand, is an evil tool of patriarchal oppression that covers all of a woman's body except for her eyes and
fingers.

Q: It sounds like the same thing with a different name.
A: Now, don't go comparing Afghanistan and Saudi Arabia. The Saudis are our friends.

Q: But I thought you said 15 of the 19 hijackers on September 11th were from Saudi Arabia.
A: Yes, but they trained in Afghanistan.

Q: Who trained them?
A: A very bad man named Osama bin Laden.

Q: Was he from Afghanistan?
A: Uh, no, he was from Saudi Arabia too. But he was a bad man, a very bad man.

Q: I seem to recall he was our friend once.
A: Only when we helped him and the mujahadeen repel the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan back in the 1980s.

Q: Who are the Soviets? Was that the Evil Communist Empire Ronald Reagan talked about?
A: There are no more Soviets. The Soviet Union broke up in 1990 or thereabouts, and now they have elections and capitalism like us. We call them Russians now.

Q: So the Soviets ? I mean, the Russians ? are now our friends?
A: Well, not really. You see, they were our friends for many years after they stopped being Soviets, but then they decided not to support our invasion of Iraq, so we're mad at them now. We're also mad at the French and the Germans because they didn't help us invade Iraq either.

Q: So the French and Germans are evil, too?
A: Not exactly evil, but just bad enough that we had to rename French fries and French toast to Freedom Fries and Freedom Toast.

Q: Do we always rename foods whenever another country doesn't do what we want them to do?
A: No, we just do that to our friends. Our enemies, we invade.

Q: But wasn't Iraq one of our friends back in the 1980s?
A: Well, yeah. For a while.

Q: Was Saddam Hussein ruler of Iraq back then?
A: Yes, but at the time he was fighting against Iran, which made him our friend, temporarily.

Q: Why did that make him our friend?
A: Because at that time, Iran was our enemy.

Q: Isn't that when he gassed the Kurds?
A: Yeah, but since he was fighting against Iran at the time, we looked the other way, to show him we were his friend.

Q: So anyone who fights against one of our enemies automatically becomes our friend?
A: Most of the time, yes.

Q: And anyone who fights against one of our friends is automatically an enemy?
A: Sometimes that's true, too. However, if American corporations can profit by selling weapons to both sides at the same time, all the better.

Q: Why?
A: Because war is good for the economy, which means war is good for America. Also, since God is on America's side, anyone who opposes war is a godless un-American Communist. Do you understand now why we attacked Iraq?

Q: I think so. We attacked them because God wanted us to, right?
A: Yes.

Q: But how did we know God wanted us to attack Iraq?
A: Well, you see, God personally speaks to George W. Bush and tells him what to do.

Q: So basically, what you're saying is that we attacked Iraq because George W. Bush hears voices in his head?
A. Yes! You finally understand how the world works. Now close your eyes, make yourself comfortable, and go to sleep. Good night.

Q: Good night, Daddy!

A man is at work one day when he notices that his co-worker is wearing an earring. This man knows his co-worker to be a normally conservative fellow, and is curious about his sudden change in "fashion sense".

The man walks up to him and says, "I didn't know you were into earrings."

"Don't make such a big deal, it's only an earring," he replies sheepishly.

His friend falls silent for a few minutes, but then his curiosity prods him to say,

"So, how long have you been wearing one?"

"Ever since my wife found it in my car."

Real life IAS i.e. UPSC Exam 1998 Interview Questions


Q.How can you drop a raw egg onto a concrete floor without cracking it?
A.Concrete floors are very hard to crack! (UPSC Topper)


Q.If it took eight men ten hours to build a wall,how long would it take
four men to build it?
A. No time at all it is already built. (UPSC 23 Rank Opted for IFS)


Q.If you had three apples and four oranges in one hand and four apples
and
three oranges in the other hand, what would you have?
A. Very large hands.(Good one) (UPSC 11 Rank Opted for IPS)


Q. How can you lift an elephant with one hand?
A. It is not a problem, since you will never find an elephant with one
hand. (UPSC Rank 14 Opted for IES)


Q. How can a man go eight days without sleep?
A. No Probs , He sleeps at night. (UPSC IAS Rank 98)


Q. If you throw a red stone into the blue sea what it will become?
A. It will Wet or Sink as simple as that. (UPSC IAS Rank 2)


Q. What looks like half apple ?
A : The other half. (UPSC - IAS Topper )


Q. What can you never eat for breakfast ?
A : Dinner.


Q. What happened when wheel was invented ?
A : It caused a revolution.

Q. Bay of Bengal is in which state?
A : Liquid (UPSC 33Rank )

Dear friends there are an Italian horoscope given
below. You can find a lot about you by just searching
your own identity in Italian way.

What you have to do is to find your group with the
help of your date of birth.

Date of Birth
Group

01,06,11,16,21,26,31 A1

02,07,12,17,22,27 B2

03,08,13,18,23,28 C3

04,09,14,19,24,29 D4

05,10,15,20,25,30 E5

Group A1

You consider love as the most beautiful thing and you
love to fall in love, but a number of your group
members think that the person they love is not sincere
with them.

You love to be with your friends and you are always
found to be a dutiful friend.

You can hardly control your patients, which is a very
big drawback of your nature.

The Person who is ruling your mind & heart these days
is perfect for you.

Group B2

Your dreams and ambitions are much important for you
and you can do everything to fulfill your dreams. Love
is much valuable in your life but you always search
for someone perfect. You hardly trust someone.

Your friends are really important for you but
normally you hide a lot from them.

You are a deep thinker you always study the negative
view as well as positive.

You can lead a happy life with a person for whom you
care a lot these days.

Group C3

You always prefer mantel decisions more then
emotional ones due to this you don't have a limited
number of friends. You consider life a very beautiful
gift and you love to enjoy its colors. There are a
number of peoples who are your ideals and you loved to
spend a big part of your time with them. You are found
to be a very sincere lover.

You have a perfect control on your emotions but
sometimes your decisions really effect your beloveds.

The person who has just appeared in your mind and you
has decided to forward this mail especially to him/her
is your real and special friend.

Group D4

Your always have goals to achieve and you can do
everything to fulfill the dreams of those who loves
you.

You have a sketch of an ideal in your mind and you
always search for that personality.

Your friends means a lot to you and you can do
everything for the sake of your friend, you a normally
found to be an emotional personality.

You have a very less control on your patients and due
to this sometimes you over react.

The one who sent you this mail & the one to whom you
will send this mail first are your real friends.

Group E5

You are found to be a person who loves to love. You
prefer emotional decision more then mantel decisions.
You consider life just to enjoy; you are the one who
is perfect to call FLURTIES. You love to increase the
list of your friends and beloved?s. You have a number
of dreams but you never work hard to make your dreams
come true which is the biggest drawback in your nature
you take everything much lightly. With in 7 days you
will meet a person whom you have never met before that
is the person ideal for you.

Three Things In Life

Three things in life that, once gone, never come back -
Time, Words & Opportunity

Three things in life that may never be lost -
Peace, Hope & Honesty.

Three things in life that are most valuable -
Love, Self-confidence & Friends

Three things in life that are never certain -
Dreams, Success & Fortune

Three things that make a man -
Hard work, Sincerity & Commitment

Three things in life that can destroy a man -
Wine, Pride & Anger

I ask the Lord to bless you, as I pray for you today;
to guide you and protect you, as you go along your way.
His love is always with you, His promises are true.
And when you give Him all your cares, you know He'll see you through.

-----~~~~~-----
MOUNTAIN STORY:
-----~~~~~-----

"A son and his father were walking on the mountains.
Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself and screams:
"AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating,
somewhere in the
mountain: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Curious, he yells: "Who are you?"
He receives the answer: "Who are you?"
And then he screams to the mountain: "I admire you!"
The voice answers: "I admire you!"
Angered at the response, he screams: "Coward!"
He receives the answer: "Coward!"
He looks to his father and asks: "What's going on?"
The father smiles and says: "My son, pay attention."
Again the man screams: "You are a champion!"
The voice answers: "You are a champion!"
The boy is surprised, but does not understand.
Then the father explains: "People call this ECHO, but
really this is
LIFE.
It gives you back everything you say or do.
Our life is simply a reflection of our actions.
If you want more love in the world, create more love
in your heart.
If you want more competence in your team, improve
your competence.
This relationship applies to everything, in all
aspects of life;
Life will give you back everything you have given to
it."

YOUR LIFE IS NOT A COINCIDENCE. IT'S A REFLECTION OF
YOU!"

-----~~~~~-----
PARABLE OF THE PENCIL:
-----~~~~~-----

The Pencil Maker took the pencil aside, just before
putting him into the
box.

"There are 5 things you need to know," he told the
pencil, "Before I
send you out into the world. Always remember them and
never forget, and
you will become the best pencil you can be."

"One: You will be able to do many great things, but
only if you allow
yourself to be held in someone's hand."

"Two: You will experience a painful sharpening from
time to time, but
you'll need it to become a better pencil."

"Three: You will be able to correct any mistakes you
might make."

"Four: The most important part of you will always be
what's inside."

"And Five: On every surface you are used on, you must
leave your mark.
No matter what the condition, you must continue to
write."

The pencil understood and promised to remember, and
went into the box
with purpose in its heart.

Now replacing the place of the pencil with you.
Always remember them and
never forget, and you will become the best person you
can be.

"One: You will be able to do many great things, but
only if you allow
yourself to be held in God's hand. And allow other
human beings to
access you for the many gifts you possess."

"Two: You will experience a painful sharpening from
time to time, by
going through various problems in life, but you'll
need it to become a
stronger person."

"Three: You will be able to correct any mistakes you
might make."

"Four: The most important part of you will always be
what's on the
inside."

"And Five: On every surface you walk through, you
must leave your mark.
No matter what the situation, you must continue to do
your duties."

Allow this parable on the pencil to encourage you to
know that you are a
special person and only you can fulfill the purpose
to which you were
born to accomplish.

Never allow yourself to get discouraged and think
that your life is
insignificant and cannot make a change.

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DETERMINATON:
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In 1883, a creative engineer named John Roebling was
inspired by an idea
to build a spectacular bridge connecting New York
with the Long Island.
However bridge building experts throughout the world
thought that this
was an impossible feat and told Roebling to forget
the idea. It just
could not be done. It was not practical. It had never
been done before.

Roebling could not ignore the vision he had in his
mind of this bridge.
He thought about it all the time and he knew deep in
his heart that it
could be done. He just had to share the dream with
someone else. After
much discussion and persuasion he managed to convince
his son
Washington, an up and coming engineer, that the
bridge in fact could be
built.

Working together for the first time, the father and
son developed
concepts of how it could be accomplished and how the
obstacles could be
overcome. With great excitement and inspiration, and
the headiness of a
wild challenge before them, they hired their crew and
began to build
their dream bridge.

The project started well, but when it was only a few
months underway a
tragic accident on the site took the life of John
Roebling. Washington
was injured and left with a certain amount of brain
damage, which
resulted in him not being able to walk or talk or
even move.

"We told them so."
"Crazy men and their crazy dreams."
"It's foolish to chase wild visions."

Everyone had a negative comment to make and felt that
the project should
be scrapped since the Roeblings were the only ones
who knew how the
bridge could be built. In spite of his handicap
Washington was never
discouraged and still had a burning desire to
complete the bridge and
his mind was still as sharp as ever.

He tried to inspire and pass on his enthusiasm to
some of his friends,
but they were too daunted by the task. As he lay on
his bed in his
hospital room, with the sunlight streaming through
the windows, a gentle
breeze blew the flimsy white curtains apart and he
was able to see the
sky and the tops of the trees outside for just a
moment.

It seemed that there was a message for him not to
give up. Suddenly an
idea hit him. All he could do was move one finger and
he decided to make
the best use of it. By moving this, he slowly
developed a code of
communication with his wife.

He touched his wife's arm with that finger,
indicating to her that he
wanted her to call the engineers again. Then he used
the same method of
tapping her arm to tell the engineers what to do. It
seemed foolish but
the project was under way again.

For 13 years Washington tapped out his instructions
with his finger on
his wife's arm, until the bridge was finally
completed. Today the
spectacular Brooklyn Bridge stands in all its glory
as a tribute to the
triumph of one man's indomitable spirit and his
determination not to be
defeated by circumstances. It is also a tribute to
the engineers and
their team work, and to their faith in a man who was
considered mad by
half the world. It stands too as a tangible monument
to the love and
devotion of his wife who for 13 long years patiently
decoded the
messages of her husband and told the engineers what
to do.

Perhaps this is one of the best examples of a
never-say-die attitude
that overcomes a terrible physical handicap and
achieves an impossible
goal.

Often when we face obstacles in our day-to-day life,
our hurdles seem
very small in comparison to what many others have to
face. The Brooklyn
Bridge shows us that dreams that seem impossible can
be realized with
determination and persistence, no matter what the
odds are.

Even the most distant dream can be realized with
determination and
persistence.

The Sandpiper - by Robert Peterson

She was six years old when I first met her on the
beach near where I live.
I drive to this beach, a distance of three or four
miles, whenever the
world begins to close in on me. She was building a
sand castle or
something and looked up, her eyes as blue as the sea.
"Hello," she said.

I answered with a nod, not really in the mood to
bother with a small
child.

"I'm building," she said.

"I see that. What is it?" I asked, not really caring.

"Oh, I don't know, I just like the feel of sand."

That sounds good, I thought, and slipped off my
shoes. A sandpiper glided
by.

"That's a joy," the child said.

"It's a what?"

"It's a joy. My mama says sandpipers come to bring us
joy."

The bird went gliding down the beach. Good-bye joy, I
muttered to myself,
hello pain, and turned to walk on. I was depressed,
my life seemed
completely out of balance.

"What's your name?" She wouldn't give up.

"Robert," I answered. "I'm Robert Peterson."

"Mine's Wendy... I'm six."

"Hi, Wendy." She giggled.

"You're funny," she said.

In spite of my gloom, I laughed too and walked on.
Her musical giggle
followed me.

"Come again, Mr. P," she called. "We'll have another
happy day."

After a few days of a group of unruly Boy Scouts, PTA
meetings, and an
ailing mother. The sun was shining one morning as I
took my hands out of
the dishwater. I need a sandpiper, I said to myself,
gathering up my coat.


The ever-changing balm of the seashore awaited me.
The breeze was chilly
but I strode along, trying to recapture the serenity
I needed.

"Hello, Mr. P," she said. "Do you want to play?"

"What did you have in mind?" I asked, with a twinge
of annoyance.

"I don't know, you say."

"How about charades?" I asked sarcastically.

The tinkling laughter burst forth again. "I don't
know what that is."

"Then let's just walk."

Looking at her, I noticed the delicate fairness of
her face. "Where do you
live?" I asked.

"Over there." She pointed toward a row of summer
cottages.

Strange, I thought, in winter.

"Where do you go to school?" "I don't go to school.
Mommy says we're on
vacation."

She chattered little girl talk as we strolled up the
beach, but my mind
was on other things. When I left for home, Wendy said
it had been a happy
day. Feeling surprisingly better, I smiled at her and
agreed.

Three weeks later, I rushed to my beach in a state of
near panic. I was in
no mood to even greet Wendy. I thought I saw her
mother on the porch and
felt like demanding she keep her child at home.

"Look, if you don't mind," I said crossly when Wendy
caught up with me,
"I'd rather be alone today." She seemed unusually
pale and out of breath.

"Why?" she asked.

I turned to her and shouted, "Because my mother
died!" and thought, My
God, why was I saying this to a little child?

"Oh," she said quietly, "then this is a bad day."

"Yes," I said, "and yesterday and the day before
and--oh, go away!"

"Did it hurt?" she inquired.

"Did what hurt?" I was exasperated with her, with
myself.

"When she died?"

"Of course it hurt!" I snapped, misunderstanding,
wrapped up in myself. I
strode off.

A month or so after that, when I next went to the
beach, she wasn't there.
Feeling guilty, ashamed and admitting to myself I
missed her, I went up to
the cottage after my walk and knocked at the door. A
drawn looking young
woman with honey-colored hair opened the door.

"Hello," I said, "I'm Robert Peterson. I missed your
little girl today and
wondered where she was."

"Oh yes, Mr. Peterson, please come in. Wendy spoke of
you so much. I'm
afraid I allowed her to bother you. If she was a
nuisance, please, accept
my apologies."

"Not at all -- she's a delightful child." I said,
suddenly realizing that
I meant what I had just said.

"Wendy died last week, Mr. Peterson. She had
leukemia. Maybe she didn't
tell you."

Struck dumb, I groped for a chair. I had to catch my
breath.

"She loved this beach so when she asked to come, we
couldn't say no. She
seemed so much better here and had a lot of what she
called happy days.
But the last few weeks,! she declined rapidly..." Her
voice faltered, "She
left something for you ... if only I can find it.
Could you wait a moment
while I look?"

I nodded stupidly, my mind racing for something to
say to this lovely
young woman. She handed me a smeared envelope with
"MR. P" printed in bold
childish letters. Inside was a drawing in bright
crayon hues -- a yellow
beach, a blue sea, and a brown bird. Underneath was
carefully printed:

"A SANDPIPER TO BRING YOU JOY"

Tears welled up in my eyes and a heart that had
almost forgotten to love
opened wide. I took Wendy's mother in my arms. "I'm
so sorry, I'm so
sorry, I'm so sorry," I muttered over and over, and
we wept together. The
precious little picture is framed now and hangs in my
study. Six words --
one for each year of her life -- that speak to me of
harmony, courage, and
undemanding love.

A gift from a child with sea blue eyes and hair the
color of sand -- who
taught me the gift of love.

NOTE: This is a true story sent out by Robert
Peterson. It happened over
20 years ago and the incident changed his life
forever. It serves as a
reminder to all of us that we need to take time to
enjoy living and life
and each other. The price of hating other human
beings is loving oneself
less.

Life is so complicated, the hustle and bustle of
everyday traumas can make
us lose focus about what is truly important or what
is only a momentary
setback or crisis.

This week, be sure to give your loved ones an extra
hug, and by all means,
take a moment...even if it is only ten seconds, to
stop and smell the
roses.

This comes from someone's heart, and is shared with
many and now I share
it with you.

I Wish For You, A Sandpiper!!!