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Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Catch !

The story has it that back in the 1920s Yale students would play catch with metal pie tins from Bridgeport's Frisbie Baking Company. To warn unwary passers-by as a tin was flying through the air, they would yell out, "Frisbieee!" Years later, an adapted version of the flying disc made out of plastic was sold to the Wham-O toy company for $1 million. Wham-O introduced the toy to the public on this date in 1957, and called it the Pluto Platter. A year later, they changed the name to Frisbee. A variety of frisbee-like toys has been spawned, made from different, more flexible materials.

Quote: "Frisbeetarianism is the belief that when you die, your soul goes up on the roof and gets stuck." — George Carlin

Monday, January 12, 2009

Cars say the Darndest things !

Start your Engine, keep your antenna On and shut your horns Off b''cos Cars say the Darndest things !

You would have seen a lot of cars displaying many interesting msgs in their back like "My Dad gifted me" or "Let me know how is my driving"or "God Bless You" etc...it is like these cars are trying communicate with us.

Some time, you can know who is the owner of the car just by peeping inside the cars. Some have their idol of God, and you can guess whether the person is a chain smoker or many things you can know the characteristic of the person just by looking.

These cars try to convey a important and subtle message, that if there is no labels in the car which tells us about the religion of the owner, all cars will look the same. Likewise everyone are same, only labels make the difference....

So, when you struck in the traffic next time, try to peep inside the car next to you, you will know that the person next to you is no different from you....Love Everyone

With this msg i am off to the road wrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom

Thursday, January 1, 2009

A lady named Rose


A wonderful motivational story for any age…..

The first day of school our professor introduced himself an d challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.
I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that that lit up her entire being.
She said, "Hi, handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.
"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.
She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, have a couple of children, and then retire and travel."
"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.
"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and share a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.
At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began: "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. "You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!"
"There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity in change."
"Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets."
She concluded her speech by courageously singing The Rose. She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the years end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago.
One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.
Lessons: You are never too old to learn.
Laugh and find humor everyday .
Don't let change overwhelm you, let change help you find opportunities you may have never seen!
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams

Ode to my Dolfin

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If only I could leave this awful place
and find the tranquil waters of the sea
to swim with your abandon and your grace
and lead your life so simple and so free.
But I must travel through life as a man,
as restless and as angry as a storm.
I seek out and I find peace where I can
but, to my human nature, must conform.
What must you think of me out here afloat
just looking on, your captive as you play?
Upon this large and slow and clumsy boat,
if you could speak my words, what would you say?
They say you dream of men, perhaps you do.
But, in my fondest dreams, I dream of you.

Pushing through green waters
Symbol of joy
You leap from the depths
To touch the sky
Scattering spray
Like handfuls of jewels

Not caged by union rules
Unfettered by sales targets
No trains or planes to catch
Your time is set by the flow
Of the sea's tides
And the moon's glow


You give us images of ecstasy
That we lock away
Behind the doors of memory
For quiet moments
when released from our possessions
We dream of a freedom like yours
Poem by Horace Dobbs

I am as a dolphin born, into a concrete pool
Who has never known anything better,
yet yearns for open sea
Perhaps a seabird's feather,
once landed in my pool
And instinct knew the odour,
of the place where I should be.....
By Laurence Frost

Even lonely, they're friendly,
teaching trainers, performing hoop-jump,
nose-balancing acts.
Easy to believe this animal spends its life at play.
That something dies
when ocean whispers behind the wall.

HAPPINESS IS LIKE A DOLPHIN, WHO LOOKS AT YOU MAKE YOU SMILE, HAPPINESS IS LIKE A DOLPHIN, WHOSE MAGIC GOES BEYOUND MILE.