You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it

An economics professor at a local college made a statement that he had never failed a single student before, but had once failed an entire class.

That class had insisted that socialism worked and that no one would be poor and no one would be rich, a great equalizer.

The professor then said, "OK, we will have an experiment in this class on  this  plan".

All grades would be averaged and everyone would receive the same grade so no one would fail and no one would receive an A.

After the first test, the grades were averaged and everyone got a B.

The students who studied hard were upset and the students who studied little were happy.

As the second test rolled around, the students who studied little had studied even less and the ones who studied hard decided they wanted a free ride too so they studied little.

The second test average was a D! No one was happy.

When the 3rd test rolled around, the average was an F.

The scores never increased as bickering, blame and name-calling all resulted in hard feelings and no one would study for the benefit of anyone else.

All failed, to their great surprise, and the professor told them that socialism would also ultimately fail because when the reward is great, the effort to succeed is great but when government takes all the reward away, no one will try or want to succeed.

Could not be any simpler than that.

Simple, yet effective

Another interesting tip I found out from my Aunt! Are you desperate to lose weight? here is something that goes along with your dieting to help loose weight - especially in the tummy area.
Every morning, after your have finished your daily chores, and before you eat or drink anything, squeeze a small lemon, add a teaspoon of honey and a glass of luke-warm water. Mix them up and drink the warm sweetened lemonade. You should be able to see the difference in a month.

Note:
You can have more honey, but moderation is the key
Do not use treated/pasteurized honey - honey once heated breaks up losing its qualities
Do not use hot water for the same reason.

Do not believe me? You can search for it on the internet and you will find plenty of proof. This is supposedly an ayurvedic treatment!

A friend in need...

Everybody I know has grown up to the proverb: A friend in need is a friend in deed. For a long time, I did not understand why a friend who was in need was a real friend! And then one day, it dawned upon me - English is a funny language ;-)

Anyways, does this mean a friend who is not there in need is a friend only in word? Even more scary - If I have no needs, do I not get to have any friends?

Show yourself

If God exists, this is probably the best time for him to show himself! My life is slowly, but surely going down the drain. God, if you are there, if you can hear me, I could do with some help!

I work too!

Is it just me or does everybody like me more when I set my status to "busy". What is it people? It isn't like I never work!!!

I, personally, think that google should exchange colours for available and busy.

Well! This is the U.S

Can you imagine...

• Driving on the wrong side of the road
• Turning switches "on" upwards
• Being unable to walk with your hand on your friend's shoulder
• Paying 5000 Rs. to a doctor to get a prescription for a Crocin
• Having to ask for milk everytime you ask for coffee
• Being ridiculed for staying with your parents
• Pedalling a "bike" along the roads
• Pressing the left brake - only to realize that you are flying in the air
• Turning on the headlights to make a turn
• Sweeping the roads in the morning and dancing in a disco at night
• Using paper instead of water to wipe your -you know what-
• Being unable to burst a Lakshmi Vedi
  

and best of all

• Being able to kiss in public, but getting arrested for peeing!!!!

Food for thought

Why do I fight with people, when inside, I really want them ? Am I a masochist? The funny thing about this is - people who want me stand right beside me - no matter what I throw at them! The real question is , when do the false ones break?

Oh My God!

Oh My God!

Yes. These were the exact words I said when I found out about Celery.I do not know why, but I, kind of, felt very satiated and even had goose pimples when I came across it while reading some random stuff!

Celery is one of "those" foods that can actually help loose weight! A celery stick -read blessing - has about 8 to 10 calories, but takes about thrice as much to digest! So, eating celery would actually cause you to loose calories!

Don't believe me? go ahead - do your research and when you realize that I am not bluffing - do give it a try! I am starting on it right now...

Following in the footsteps of Shakespeare

All these long years, I have been a fan of Shakespeare - having read a few of his comedies. I have known that Shakespeare had invented a number of words in English - some of them being assassination, champion, torture; but it came as a pleasant surprise when I came to know that he had invented as many as 30 words - mind you - these are the ones that have been definitively associated with him - no idea how many have not been.

Never once, in all my years on God's Green Earth, have I ever given a damn about inventing a new word in English. Well, along came that day, and the wait was over. I and a friend of mine - Lulu- have come up with a new word( well the word was hers, but the idea that we need to come up with a new word was mine ;-) ). And without much ado, the word is

Binner© b i n u r

No, it has nothing to do with trash. No, it has nothing to do with bins.

It is a meal of the day, well...night to be precise. Binner© is a meal that you have between dinner and breakfast (in some places between supper and breakfast). Binner© is defined as any non-snack meal that is had between 2:00 am and 4:00 am. Anything earlier counts as a late dinner and anything later counts as an early breakfast. The older generation may be skeptical about this term and may feel that it is wasted nomenclature. Surprisingly though, binner© is the most popular meal amongst teenage kids and students - especially, those who stay away from their parents, and more interestingly, we were having binner© when we(she) came up with this term.

English Ahoy; Shakespeare - Guide me in your footsteps :-))

One Hell of an Ad

I can say only one thing about this video. It touched my soul!

In order of appearance:

Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi - The father of our nation ( at the head of the group leading away from the camera)

Martin Luther King, Jr. Giving his unforgettable, soul stirring speech: "I have a dream that one day..."

One of Cricket's best umpires - David Shepherd declares out(wrongly) the God of Indian cricket and probably the best cricketer ever - Sachin Tendulkar. I think, against Australia in 1999, but I am not sure.

Is that Winston Churchill after victory in World war 2?

Latha Mangeshkar - The nightingale of India

Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan - A legendary Pakistani Singer

The Fall of The Berlin Wall - The End of Soviet Communism

oh! and ofcourse, music by the later day God of Indian Music : A.R.R

Friendship is...

...not about remembering but about not forgetting!

Food for thought

The closer a person is to my heart, the bigger his faults seem. Are correcting lenses available for the heart?

Theory of Relativity

Do you remember Einstein's example for relativity with the girl and the stove? If not check it here: http://quotationsbook.com/quote/39135/

I have my own version of it now:

Time is relative to which side of the toilet door you are on. If you are on the outside, a second will seem like an hour. If you are on the inside, an hour will fly like a second!

Driving in India : Hilarious, but not (entirely) true

Following is an absolutely hilarious article by Coen Jeukens, a Dutchman, who spent two years in Bangalore, India. Bangalore might not be the worst, but it definitely is not the best. Traffic is not this bad, but the problem arises when you compare it to driving in the U.S. Not everything described below is true and do not take anything at face value. Please laugh and forget. I love my country and I think it is the best place on God's Green Earth.

For the benefit of every Tom, Dick and Harry visiting India and daring to drive on Indian roads, I am offering a few hints for survival. They are applicable to every place in India except Bihar, where life outside a vehicle is only marginally safer.

Indian road rules broadly operate within the domain of karma where you do your best, and leave the results to your insurance company. The hints are as follows: Do we drive on the left or right of the road? The answer is "both". Basically you start on the left of the road, unless it is occupied. In that case, go to the right, unless that is also occupied. Then proceed by occupying the next available gap, as in chess. Just trust your instincts, ascertain the directio! n, and proceed. Adherence to road rules leads to much misery and occasional fatality. Most drivers don't drive, but just aim their vehicles in the generally intended direction.

Don't you get discouraged or underestimate yourself except for a belief in reincarnation; the other drivers are not in any better position. Don't stop at pedestrian crossings just because some fool wants to cross the road. You may do so only if you enjoy being bumped in the back.

Pedestrians have been strictly instructed to cross only when traffic is moving slowly or has come to a dead stop because some minister is in town. Still some idiot may try to wade across, but then, let us not talk ill of the dead.

Blowing your horn is not a sign of protest as in some countries. We horn to express joy, resentment, frustration, romance and bare lust (two brisk blasts),or just mobilize a dozing cow in the middle of the bazaar. Keep informative books in ! the glove compartment. You may read them during traffic jams, while awaiting the chief minister's motorcade, or waiting for the rainwater to recede when over ground traffic meets underground drainage.

Occasionally you might see what looks like a UFO with blinking colored lights and weird sounds emanating from within. This is an illuminated bus, full of happy pilgrims singing bhajans. These pilgrims go at breakneck speed, seeking contact with the Almighty, often meeting with success.

Auto Rickshaw (Baby Taxi): The result of a collision between a rickshaw and an automobile, this three-wheeled vehicle works on an external combustion engine that runs on a mixture of kerosene oil and creosote. This triangular vehicle carries iron rods, gas cylinders or passengers three times its weight and dimension, at an unspecified fare. After careful geometric calculations, children are folded and packed into these auto rickshaws until some children in the periphery are not in contact with the vehicle at all. Then their school bags are pushed into the microscopic gaps all round so those minor collisions with other vehicles on the road cause no permanent damage. Of course, the peripheral children are charged half the fare and also learn Newton's laws of motion enroute to school. Auto-rickshaw drivers follow the road rules depicted in the film Ben Hur, and are licensed to irritate.

Mopeds: The moped looks like an oil tin on wheels and makes noise like an electric shaver. It runs 30 miles on a teaspoon of petrol and travels at break-bottom speed. As the sides of the road are too rough for a ride, the moped drivers tend to drive in the middle of the road; they would rather drive under heavier vehicles instead of around them and are often "mopped" off the tarmac.

Leaning Tower of Passes: Most bus passengers are given free passes and during rush hours, there is absolute mayhem. There are passengers! hanging off other passengers, who in turn hang off the railings and the overloaded bus leans dangerously, defying laws of gravity but obeying laws of surface tension. As drivers get paid for overload (so many Rupees per kg of passenger), no questions are ever asked. Steer clear of these buses by a width of three passengers.

One-way Street: These boards are put up by traffic people to add jest in their otherwise drab lives. Don't stick to the literal meaning and proceed in one direction. In metaphysical terms, it means that you cannot proceed in two directions at once. So drive as you like, in reverse throughout, if you are the fussy type. Least I sound hypercritical, I must add a positive point also. Rash and fast driving in residential areas has been prevented by providing a "speed breaker"; two for each house. This mound, incidentally, covers the water and drainage pipes for that residence and is left untarred for easy identification by the corporation authorities, should they want to recover the pipe for year-end accounting.

Night driving on Indian roads can be an exhilarating experience for those with the mental make up of Genghis Khan. In a way, it is like playing Russian roulette, because you do not know who amongst the drivers is loaded. What looks like premature dawn on the horizon turns out to be a truck attempting a speed record. On encountering it, just pull partly into the field adjoining the road until the phenomenon passes.

Our roads do not have shoulders, but occasional boulders. Do not blink your lights expecting reciprocation. The only dim thing in the truck is the driver, and with the peg of illicit arrack (alcohol) he has had at the last stop, his total cerebral functions add up to little more than a naught. Truck drivers are the James Bonds of India, and are licensed to kill. Often you may encounter a single powerful beam of light about six feet above the ground. This is no! t a super motorbike, but a truck approaching you with a single light on, usually the left one. It could be the right one, but never get too close to investigate. You may prove your point posthumously.

Panache and Guts

In Indian software industries, the boss is to be considered superior to even God himself. Usually, every action that we do( or not do) is meticulously supervised by our bosses. This is made possible by the fact that it is our boss who decides the outcome of our next appraisal and thereby our salary! One wrong move will be remembered (and reminded) throughout the year until the appraisal meeting is complete. This is further fueled by the fact that some Indian bosses have technical skills that would not help even a librarian and have an inferiority complex to match that of an elephant. In such situations, employees have to tread very carefully, constantly tackling the lurking boss, coming forth with stupid and unreasonable explanations that are beyond him to fathom. Browsing the internet is a carnal sin and putting on headphones is unforgivable! (Not only does he need to ramble on and on, but he also needs everyone to listen - what an &%$^#) Of course, it is implicitly understood that the boss is the only one allowed to have fun. Talking to girls is frowned upon - except when it is upon his order! More importantly, his orders are not be followed to the word! An employee under him must weigh the pros and cons of any order and follow it in a manner that brings praise to the boss! Any employee caught misbehaving is a personal black-mark on the boss's record.

An employee who does not follow the above rules is considered "thala" (head)by the others and is most likely to get his a** whipped. But then there are a class of exceptions to this - the ones who cross the boss's path in every step. They only reason they survive is because, they are way more talented than the boss himself and are capable of replacing him, but for the crazy and age-old Indian tradition of giving importance to "EXPERIENCE". When I saw this picture, all I could think about was - "This guy has panache and the guts required to kick some a**.

Oh-before you think I am talking about me: And miles to go before I am him....

This is a photo taken at the "Decorate your cubicle" competition at one of the popular software companies.I do not claim copyright for this photo. If anybody does, please let me know and I will remove this photo!

Bringing drinks into such an organization is usually banned, and the boss would probably fire an employee for such a misdemeanor.

All said and done, not all bosses are so. I have had the opportunity to work under some great, understanding and really knowledgeable supervisors. My only wish is that the Indian industry matures enough that every boss realizes the true meaning of supervision! Those who are smiling now, what gave it away? Was it the "Librarian" ;-?

Kurai Ondrm Illai - Blessed be Thy Soul

Amma, Bharat Ratna M.S Subbalakshmi, is -without question- the best devotional singer born to this day! I have always been a fan of hers, but of late, my interest in her has been rejuvenated for a reason unknown to me. Unlike in my earlier days, when I had to buy audio cassettes to listen to her, thanks to the Internet, I now have everything at my finger tips.

Of course- her voice is amazing, soothing and gives me the goose bumps every time I listen to her, but it is not the voice that interests me the most. If you have ever seen any of her live performances I am sure you too would have noticed what I am about to say: Every time she sings a song, one can see the devotion in her eyes and her actions. 

There is no doubt about it, she was one of God's gifts to this world and I am sure God must have been impressed himself!

I knew that she sang in Telugu and Tamil, but it came as a pleasant shock to me when I heard her singing the Hanuman Chalisa in Hindi! I am at present searching for her other songs in Hindi...Listening to her songs is a bliss and I am glad I discovered it when I did. If you have never heard her before, you have missed a lot my friend and it is not yet late to remedy that

one of my favourite songs: Kurai Ondrum illai, is in Tamil and is in praise of Lord Venkateswara of the seven hills. Listen to that. If you know Tamil, you will be soothed. Even if you do not, I am sure you will get a sense of peacefulness.

This is a link to the mp3 recording of that song:

http://www.keepandshare.com/doc/view.php?id=53270&da=y

But I would recommend that you watch the you tube version of this at:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cKdHPCw3K9c

This was at a live performance and when she was much older than the original. Notice the devotion and the tenor!

True love never ends...

A friend of mine sent this to me - found it while digging for some old stuff...


"Coming for a tea?"

As soon as he asked from her adjacent cubicle, she gave an instantaneous reply "yeah sure"

Their relationship is 3 yrs old, from since they were in the same batch during their training. He has completed BE mechanical from a college in Coimbatore and she holds an MCA degree from a women's college in Madurai.

So only here they had their first chance to make friendship with people from opposite gender. As few from their batch have switched to other companies and few others are busy working from onsite, they were the only ones from their training batch who were working in Chennai branch. This also made them know each other better and thickened their friendship. They started spending time together in the cafeteria, ate together, chit chatted. He started to accompany her to her hostel whenever they had to work beyond the schedule. This almost Happened everyday and the relationship grew thicker that she wanted only him to select her Diwali dress. But they still used words that interpreted unfamiliarity. Though she knew that she had crossed the boundary Of friendship and fallen in love with him, she never revealed it to him. She wanted him to start things, until her dad Had called her last night and spoke about her marriage.

She realized that she cant wait any further and decided to express her love to him.

"if u dont mistake me, shall I know whether u are in love with me?" she asked.
" hmmm... Yes, I am in love wit u" he replied instantaneusly.
"then, why did u never tel me"
"alright, do u love me?" was his question.
"hmmm" she blushed.
"the why did not u tell me?"

This was an easy start for a long conversation.

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College in the outskirts of trichy. Induction function for the first year students started without much flair.

Seniors were also presnt for the function. She, a second year student stood alone without much interest. The patrons from the college bored the gathering with their usual speeches. She felt that someone was staring at her from a distance. There was no one near her, other than her classmates. As her instinct said that someone was staring at her, she turned to her right and found a head from the freshers group turning away from her. She kept looking at his back. In few minutes he turned his face towards her and she was shocked to see him.

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Even though she was happy that she had expressed her love to him, just like any other Indian girl she was worried How to tell about her love to her parents. He took her to marina to make her relax. She started," I am afraid how I am going to tell this to my parents. They are also asking me to get married as soon as possible. My dad said he will soon find the right groom for me." "they have jus started to look for alliance na, so get a right match it will take atleast a year. We hav time to open this to parents." "hmmm? My horoscope says that I should get married before this march. So they r planning to get me married within two months time. I am planning to tell my parents when I go home this weekend. But I am worried how my dad will respond when I tell that you belong to a different caste. I cant imagine my mother crying. I am thinking whether to take you also with me." "look dear, I am not hesitant to come and talk to your father. But I feel its good to get permission from my parents first.I am jus 25 now. So I can start talking about my marriage only after an year. So somehow try to deffer their plans by an year. Rest will be fine"

Her mobile rang. It was her dad.
"yeah, tell me dad"
"how r u dear, dear?"
"am fine dad, hows mom?"
"hmmm she is fine. Come home this weekend. A alliance has come for you. Thet are visiting us to see you this sunday."

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In this three months since the induction, she avoided him whenever he tried to talk to her. Since her father drops and picks her up From college everyday, he could find no other place other that his college to meet her. He was not able to do that too

As all his time was wasted in in classes and assignments. She never comes to the canteen, even for lunch. After tolerating this for a long time One day he entered her classroom during lunch hours. She had just finished her lunch. "why r u behaving like a fool? I joined this college only to be with you. Cant you spend jus 10 mins with me?"

She kept wiping the tears as it flowed down her cheeks. Not able tolerate seeing her cry, he said "we will meet in the Canteen in the evening. Please come there for just 10 mins, please."

He waited in the canteen for a long time. She never came. One of her friends came and gave him a letter written by her and went without uttering Even a word.

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Friday, he went to egmore to send her off to Madurai. She was quite upset.
"why are you so sad? They are just coming to see you. Tell them you don like the guy. We need to wait for atleast 6 more months. I will sure talk to my parents before that"

"am i the one who is not ready to wait?"
She showed her grief in all anger.

"ok, just go and come. I will talk with my parents the next time i am going home."
The train started.

As he was walking out of the station his mobile rang. It was his elder sister.
After all usual talks, she said "there a girl by name Ganga who has joined your company. Try to get in touch with her."
"why?"
"you were searching a girl for you, right? Go and see her"
"hmmm?"

"see, she is daughter of our uncle's friend. Her father has enquired about u and he is showing interest in getting his daughter married to u. But appa said he is planning for ur marriage only after 2 yrs. They hav also agreed to it. It seems ur horoscopes match for each other. So jus givin u an information about her."

He felt like fainting. He immediately decided to go to Coimbatore.

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He was highly upset and agitated after reading her letter. Only after understanding the reason, why she is avoiding him He decided to join this college. He wanted to get close with her. Thats the reason why he has joined this college.

He was angry with her that she had written a long explaination to him as if he knows nothing about her. She never Knew that he knows wat had happened to her.

Next day he followed her father who came to drop her at college.He (father) entered into a his in that small street. He went inside the same house after few minutes.

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As soon he reached his house in Coimbatore, his mom started telling him the same matter that his sister has already told Him on phone. She said "i hav already met the girl once in temple. U both look like made for each other."

Only then he realised that its not as easy as in cinemas and stories to tell about his love to his parents. In the evening, he and his father were alone in the house. He told his love story to his father in a hurry-burry manner and Waited for his reply. His father remained silent for a long time. He was expecting a huge fight. But his father's unusual Silence confused him and made him upset.

After a long thinking his father said "if u marry a girl from other caste, will Our people ever respect us?" he gave the same silence as his reply. Finally his father said "ask her to talk with her parents first. Will see how they are reacting to this". This reply made him feel as if he has crossed half of the river. He wanted to let her Know about this immediately. But did not do that realising that she would be busy with her guests.

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He entered the house following her father. He introduced himself to everyone and started explaining everything to them. "I accept what u have said. I am also happy about it. First u both complete ur studies. It is not enough that u alone Agree for this. We will be happy if ur parents and all others in ur family also whole heartedly accept ur decision. First convince ur parents. Then I myself will come and talk to ur parents". Her father gave him a satisfying reply. "ok sir, I will come back after convincing my parents"

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She called him the next day. He asked her with urgency.
"hey, wat happened?"
"hmmm, engagement is over and the marriage date will be fixed soon"
"....."

"hello, got frightened? Nothing happened. They have seen some bad simon when they entered our street. So they were not happy.
They came to see my jus for the sake of it."

"thank god... U know something. I am in Coimbatore now"
"oh, wats the matter? U didn even tel me that"
"come to Chennai. I have a good news for u"

Next day when they met in office, he narrated her the entire story. She was happy to hear that.
"hmmm, now tell. When can i come to meet ur father?"
"hmmm? I am little more afraid now. I went home for all these ******** stuffs and if i am telling them now that i am in love,
I am afraid how they will take it."
"oh, shall I and talk directly to ur dad?"
"no no. I myself feel little difficult to tell directly to my father. Y u want to take that risk. U dont know
about my relatives", she inculcated fear in him.

"so, how are we going to tell ur parents?"
"hmmm, I am planning to write everything in a letter and send it to them"
"that will make them feel disrespected. Better write a letter and give it to ur dad in person"
"hmmm, I only should do that"

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Bus had crossed Trichy by a long distance. Her father's words were repeating in his heart. "it is not enough that u alone agree for this. We will be happy if ur parents and all others in ur family also whole heartedly Accept ur decision."

Its true. Will my parents accept my decision? Even if dad accepts will my mom? He fell asleep as too many questions rised in his mind. It was evening when he reached home. Being so tired, he rested on his mother's lap. After all that is the place where we all will drain our worries. "what happened to u my son? Are u not feeling good?" He was silent. "is it a holiday? U didn't even inform us about ur arrival?"
After many years he cried like a kid. He started to tell his mom the entire story from the beginning.

After telling her the entire story, "I am not asking this because she has no one other than me, i also can't live without her. I wont live happy with Any other girl as I would be with her. Please, talk about this to dad!!!" He again rested his head on her laps.

After all those emotional talks, his mom said, " part played by the relatives in a marriage ends by the time they present their gifts. No one cares about The life of the couple after that. No one is worried whether, the couple lives happily or not. Its only we who have to take care of our son's life. Leave aside Those relatives and think about our son. We will go to Trichy once and meet them."

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He asked her during the lunch time, "have you written the letter for your dad? When are u planning to go home?"
"hmmm, its half complete"
"hmmm ok, show it to me before you give it to ur father"
"i won't. I wil give the diary to you, only after i am back from home"
"diary???"
"hmmm yes, diary. A letter is not enough"
He smiled at her.
He got a sms from her on Friday night.

' I am leaving for Madurai to give the diary to my dad. I feel tensed. You don't call me. I will tell everything to you on Monday morning.'He started to behave crazy from that time. He was not in control of whatever he was doing. He called her on Sunday night. A sweet voice from the other side said, "the ***** number your trying to call is currently switched off. Please try again later." He called her the next morning. "switched off" He hurried to the office. He could not find her there. He called again. Same response. She did not come to the office till the evening. Her mobile remained switched off the next day also. The same continued for the day after too. She did not come to office. He went straight to the HR and enquired about her.

He froze in shock to hear what the hr person said, "she said to me that she is going to resign as her marriage is fixed"

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The next evening, he was with his parents at her house in Trichy. His mother said that they are happy to accept what their son wish is, as they want him to be happy for his entire life. She also added that they would take care of the girl as their own daughter. His father also repeated the same. He also expressed that it would have been better if all this had happened at the right time. She was standing in a corner in the same room. They all agreed to conduct the marriage as soon as both complete their studies. He sent off his parents to Coimbatore and met her at the college the next day.
"thanks"
"hey, fool"
She felt as if what was happening was a dream.

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After hearing the shocking a news from the HR, he was not in mood to go to the office. He had a feeling that all the places where they used to Spend time were making fun of him. Next week he received a mail from her gmail. He started reading it with great anticipation.

She wrote that she doesn't deserve to talk to him and that is why she had kept her mobile switched off.

She also wrote that, on the day she went home to give the diary, a family visited their home to see her and she was totally unaware of what Was happening that day. She continued that, as they liked her and both the families were happy about making alliance, she was not in a position to talk about her love at That situation and she had no other option to accept it.

She requested him to forgive her and ended the long mail with a huge list of advices to him.

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"you are the fool. The fool who has accepted to marry me"

"yes. A fool will only marry a fool"

"i am asking you seriously now, are you accepting me whole heartedly?"

"to tel truth, i am also a bit selfish. I cant live happily with anyone else other that you."

She was shedding tears in happiness. He hugged her with love.

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Two months after her marriage, he got a chance to go abroad for a project. He was not able to concentrate In his work in the office were he had worked with her. So have a break from everything, he decided to fly to America. Exactly after one month in, he got a mail from a girl by name Ganga. He opened it without any interest. 'I am ****'s friend. I am sending this mail to you from Madurai. She said all about you both, when her marriage was fixed. She gave me ur mail id and asked me to tell you everything. I asked her to call you by herself and explain to you. But i dont know whether she spoke to you or not. I also did not send any mail to you. But there is a reason why i am sending You this mail. Now she is a widow. Her husband was killed in an accident last week. I felt that i should tell this to you. Bye'

After few days, he got her mobile number from Ganga and tried to talk with her. She disconnected the cut as soon as she heard his voice He tried again and again. Finally one day he heard this, "please check the number you have dialed" Realizing that she is in grief and not to kindle it any more he dropped his idea of contacting her forever. After a couple of months, when he mailed back to Ganga to know about her, he came to know that she had joined an MBA course in Trichy BIM and also her entire family had shifted to Trichy. Returning after his one year assignment in US, He resigned his job in Chennai and enrolled himself for MBA in BIM.

First day, he went to college in the anxiety to meet her, and there.
Induction function for the first year students started without much flair...



Love always does not continue to exist in people who get a chance to live their entire life together. But sure it is alive in all who have separated.

Win with English

I was attending coaching classes for an entrance exam, when a professor - different from the regular one- walked into the class. I really did not care for this professor as I really liked the regular one - but I was too quick to judge! This class turned out to be one of my most memorable ones and I am - to this date- still in touch with him! Following are some of the learnings I took out of the class:

Always - there is no exception - always, be the winner, for that is the only person the world remembers. If you come in second- remember - You are the first among the losers! If you come in third, you are a loser amongst the losers, you are unfit to even top the losers.
Only a loser talks about sportsmanship and the spirit of participating. Have you ever seen or heard someone saying this to a winner?

The discussion then moved on to English and how intelligent people maximized the utilization of their knowledge of the language.
There is a phrase in English(of course derived from Latin) : Mea Culpa - meaning: I have sinned. There was this British general who was leading his army in Battle in India and won the battle. He sent a telegram to the Queen with the words "Mea Culpa" baffling everyone but the Queen who was smiling! Do you know what it meant?
Well, he had gone for war against a kingdom called Sindh and his telegram conveyed the meaning "I have Sindh". Well, what more can be said - English can be interesting!

A Beginning

It has been over 20 years since I first thought about what God's plan had been when he put me on his Earth. To this date, I do not have an answer to that question. I would not say that I have tried to find an answer to the best of my ability, but then I do not even know what the best of my ability is. Though, I am no closer to an answer, I have realized one thing - unless I do something about it, I am going to live and die with almost no impact on this world. I gave it a lot of thought and decided that the least I could do was to share some of my interesting discussions with people who I consider to be higher up in the ladder to me. Unfortunately, I realized that nobody really wanted to listen to the Ramblings of a demented mortal :-(. But the good thing was - this was a realization shared by many others and that was why they had invented blogs - Blog all you want, all you can and let the others decide if they find it interesting. I liked the idea and so, here I am. You must have liked it too - for here you are!
I have no specific topics in mind and am definitely not a critic. But I am a Hindu and it is most likely that my posts may be biased by that fact. I must warn you though, my mind runs in hyperdrive when it is frustrated and it is at this time that I am most likely to post here. Beware, behold and thankyou.
-GG