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Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Lighten up!

A dear friend of mine sent this piece to me this morning...thought I would share with you...have a splendid day!

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* The Indian Student *


It was the first day of a school in USA and a new Indian student named Chandrasekhar Subramanian entered the fourth grade.

The teacher said, 'Let's begin by reviewing some American History.

Who said 'Give me Liberty, or give me Death'?

She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Chandrasekhar, who had his hand up:

*'Patrick Henry, 1775' he said.*

'Very good!'

Who said 'Government of the People, by the People, for the People, shall not perish from the Earth?'

Again, no response except from Chandrasekhar.

*'Abraham Lincoln, 1863' said Chandrasekhar.*

The teacher snapped at the class, 'Class, you should be ashamed. Chandrasekhar, who is new to our country, knows more about its history than you do.'

She heard a loud whisper: 'F*ck the Indians,'

'Who said that?' she demanded. Chandrasekhar put his hand up.

*'General Custer, 1862.'*

At that point, a student in the back said, 'I'm gonna puke.'

The teacher glares around and asks 'All right! Now, who said that?'

Again, Chandrasekhar says,

*'George Bush to the Japanese Prime Minister, 1991.'*

Now furious, another student yells, 'Oh yeah? Suck this!'

Chandrasekhar jumps out of his chair waving his hand and shouts to the teacher,

*'Bill Clinton, to Monica Lewinsky, 1997!'*

Now with almost mob hysteria someone said 'You little sh!t. If you say anything else, I'll kill you.'

Chandrasekhar frantically yells at the top of his voice,'

*'Michael Jackson to the child witnesses testifying against him- 2004.'*

The teacher fainted. And as the class gathered around the teacher on the floor, someone said, 'Oh sh!t, we're f*cked!'

And Chandrasekhar said quietly,

*'I think it was George Bush, Iraq, 2007.'*

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Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Oolong Tea

Instead of sending the following message received from a friend to everyone and being accused of fostering spam messages circulation, I have decided to post it here...all credit goes to the original author (don't ask...because I don't know who).

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"OOLONG TEA"

Just think about it when you are free and alone......

Cheers, you have a good day.

OOLONG TEA……

A carrot, an egg, and a cup of Oolong tea…You will never look at a cup of Oolong the same way again.

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed Oolong tea. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl.

Then she ladled the Oolong out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you see."

"Carrots, eggs, and Oolong tea," she replied.

Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg.

Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the Oolong. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma The daughter then asked, "What does it mean, mother?"

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The Oolong tea was unique, however. After they were in the boiling water , they had changed the water color and taste.

"Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a Oolong tea?

Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?

Or am I like the Oolong tea? The tea actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the tea, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a Oolong tea?

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.

When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.

Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.

You might want to send this message to those people who mean something to you; to those who have touched your life in one way or another; to those who make you smile when you really need it; to those who make you see the brighter side of things when you are really down; to those whose friendship you appreciate; to those who are so meaningful in your life.

If you don't send it, you will just miss out on the opportunity to
brighten someone's day with this message!

May we all be OOLONG TEA !
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It's up to you whether you are going to forward this to your friends and acquaintances but please don't send it back to me! Have a good day.

Monday, June 09, 2008

Price Hike

The effect of petrol price increase recently has already showing its immense impact to every walk of life. Unscrupulous business people are using this as an anarchic excuse to promote fear of further melancholy time ahead hence taking the advantage to their own benefit in kind.

I am one of the poor victims that fell into the prey of these business folks as I can’t help but to sacrifice the comfort and spacious of a larger automobile and have decided to change to a much smaller sedan car due to the add-on cost of this gasoline guzzler. And because of worsening world economy sentiments, I do not opt for a private sale (that requires much patient and considerably longer selling time) and went straight to the new car dealer’s appointed trade-in auto re-seller.

Obviously, the second-hand car evaluer took a quick look at the car and examine the engine etcetera, out come a price that is at least 9 – 10 grand less than the market worthy of the same car-year. And even then he is putting a normal pathetic act complaining about the possible longer showroom idle time because of the fact that this car is going to cost more to maintain and use. What bollocks! He is probably laughing inside him and counting the extra thousands that he is going to make selling it to some ready buyer from the plantations or long distance private transporters.

Sigh! Why do I let myself landed in a situation like this? Felt like a piece of meat lying on the chopping board ready to be minced and skewed (screwed!). If not because I was in a rush that day and have to run back to a meeting, I would have turned down the offer and seek a second quote. Thinking back now, I ought to kick myself in the rear for making hasty decision just because of his influential fictitious comments and circumstance.

It’s too late now and all the loan amount and new car prices have been agreed and processed…just keeping my finger crossed that the second hand car price will plunge big time…yeah….screw the conniving reseller…that should teach him a lesson not to exploit on others despondency.

The BMW M5 is now fading rapidly…



Enjoy this clip with Madonna…

Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Losing Enthrallment

There are so many things that we have come across in life be it emotional, kindred feelings, hobbies, impulsive fascinations, fanaticism etcetera. There seem very little of these remained eternal with no sign of corrosion. There is always a change of its state from being red hot to mild then cold and some diminished or transformed into another variant of the same kind or representation.

Taking online networking tools and gaming as example, it was such a big hit at the initial stages with tremendous amount of our time (and life) invested into them and no one seem too bothered about what is the actual returns from actually engrossed too much into them. But as the day goes by and the novelty slowly wears off the time spent on these modern days phenomenon will eventually show sign of desertion. Perhaps it’s human nature to be bored with same old activity (just like the children with their toys) and prefers to venture into new adventure trails or maybe it has something to do with the aging process where one begins to look out for something fresh and most importantly … exciting.

I, for one have spent considerable huge amount of my remaining life on online poker sessions (the type that promotes you to different levels as your play money accumulates and achieve certain grading)…day and night every day of the week. And along the way have made friends with so many poker buddies that you will never (ever) in your real life cross path with. Then came one day, you just thought “what the hell am I doing all these for?” And that day for me was yesterday evening when I’ve just realized that the play money accumulated since day one will continue to grow and my ranking will continue to improve to say, PRO*10M, PRO*20M and so on…but what does that mean….NOTHING. I will not get a better appraisal at work the next morning with my big eye bag, nor will I get extra attention from anybody I know. So, why bother … and besides…if I really want to I can always regain the ranking after sharpening the skills from past months.

That said, one thing I must admit – which is the most important part of the whole equation, was the desire to chat with all the buddies while playing the online games. Catching up with day-to-day events and happenings, getting to know them better and really like finding the common subjects to talk about, debate, share opinion with …you get the drift. The online sessions were merely a lame excuse to be associated with but the real motive was really just to be linked and chat.

Bleeding Love – Leona Lewis



So, I have chosen a high stake table and bet all my play money on a couple of hands and bring my kitty down to a big fat ZERO. What a great relief! No more play money hence no more urge to continue to climb up the ranking ladder. Free at last!

Now, I can look ahead a bright and shiny day exploring new untapped universe.



Grace Kelly – Mika