D'oh..............!!!!!

The answers to most of these questions i am frequently asked is invariably d'oh.......!!!!!!!
(I am writing this post with fumes coming out of my ears)

*Outside the doctors clinic my mom's friend sees me with a running nose holding a hankie and asks "Why are ypu sneezing? Oh so you have a cold????"

*My friend after stamping my feet with pointed heels :"Oh my god did that hurt????"

*My teacher : "Dont be late to class . Give me an answer?????" (first of all when did u ask me a question????

*"Why are you crying??? Is there any problem???(When did crying become people's hobby???)

*I am bored. Don't irritate me.(Man i think u need to visit a psychatrist)

*I am a vegetarian . People ask me"So you dont eat meat???"

*This is the worst of it all:
My friend:"Thats my boyfriend. How's he???? Do you like him??"
(Man ! jees will u like it if i like him???? And moreover my choices arent that bad u see")

style or substance???

The other day i came across this awesome saying:
"Never offend people with style when you can offend them with substance".
My take on this coming soon................................

The Good , Bad and the Ugly

A general observation :
After meeting (rather seeing) many men i have come to the following conclusions:
( I know apperances are deceptive ...... but think about it ....)

1. Most fat men are very sweet and helpful (They might be disgusting, but thats immaterial).

2. Most Short fat men are even more sweet.

3. Fat men with glasses are nice but not as nice when compared to the former.

4.Most thin tall men are very snobish and have an i dont care attitude .

5. Many Thin tall men with glasses are even more snobish.

6. Thin short men are similar to thin tall men.

7. Thin short men with glasses are generally similar to the thin tall men with glasses category.

8.Coming to the niether short nor tall, neither fat nor thin category, these men are neither sweet nor harsh ,either helpful or a nuisance ................................... something like the candy :centre shock . Eat it and u'll get to know them.

The lost gift

Its a precious gift, everyone is born with,
people liked me when i had it.

They wished i had it with me for long,
without losing it too soon.

With it, the world seemed bright and beautiful,
Each and every day was fruitful.

As days went by,my curiosity became wild,
With every bitter experience,
With every tryst with failure,
This gift was lost forever.

Once lost i couldnt get it back.
But, just envy those who still have
THE GIFT OF INNOCENCE.

THE AWAKENER

One hot Sunday afternoon,
When the heat wave was at its peak,
No one dared to step out and peek,
I was stuck all day in an A.C room.

I had nowhere to go and nothing to do,
MR. Boredom was chewing my head.
Watching TV was out of question as
There was no cable connection.

I was getting restless and
Had so much time to spare.
So I switched on my computer
To play a game of solitaire.

Curiosity drove me wild,
So I logged on to a chat room
And was realized that the
World wide web had so much to provide.

The room I logged into was called
“THE WORKSTATION”
Here I got into conversation
with a person called “THE AWAKENER”

Soon, myself and "The awakener”
Became good friends.
We had so much in common and
So many problems to share.


We shared the problems we had at work,
And I told him my boss was a complete jerk.
We tried to resolve the problems we had
And I started getting more perks.

Finally, we decided we’d meet
And I began wondering how
“The awakener” would be:
Tall or short, fat or thin, dark or fair?

When the grand day arrived
I went hunting for a gift.
Dressed in my best I went to
The place where we had planned to meet.

As I was eagerly waiting,
I felt a tap on my shoulder
As I turned to see who it was
My heart jumped to my mouth in shock.
“THE AWAKENER” was my boss.

Dumbstruck, I kept staring at him.
A cold rushed through my spine .
Then he burst out into laughter
And I finally, relaxed.


That night I went back home
and had a wonderful sleep.
I had said all that I wanted to say
And the guilt I had in me had gone away.

Every problem would have never
Reached its peak if we had sat down to speak.
So never pile up too many things inside you
Don’t wait for “The Awakener” to awaken you.

infecting children

While changing through the channels on my TV, I stopped at this very interesting advertisement. This was an ad for a vaccine against chicken pox.
The boy in the ad, is questioned by his entire family about the marks he has obtained in various subjects. The mark he gets in all subjects is extremely good by all standards. But he and his parents are still disappointed because, his fellow student a boy named Rahul gets more marks than him in most subjects.
Finally, he tells them that that he has secured 93%in science where as Rahul has got zero as he is infected with chicken pox, and the ad ends with the whole lot of them rejoicing this fact.

The most disheartening aspect about this ad is that it does not showcase competition in the right sense. How could the boy rejoice at another’s illness and how could his parents, instead of correcting him encourage him to do so?

Competition exists everywhere and in every field. It is a necessary evil. It is needed for each person to showcase one’s talents and to make a difference. Competition should be encouraged in the right spirit. The desire for approval and recognition is a healthy motive, but the desire to be acknowledged as better, stronger and more intelligent than a fellow student may lead to a destructive path.

Every parent should learn to judge his/her child based on the child’s own potential and abilities. They should stop setting benchmarks for their children based on other people’s performances.

And to the man who came up with the great ad (this is for u):
A sports man’s prayer

Dear lord,
In the battle that goes on through life,
I ask for field that s fair.
A chance that is equal with all in the strive,
The courage to do and dare and if I should win let it be by the code
With my faith and honour held high.
And if I should loose let me stand by the road
and cheer as the winners go by.
Lord, teach me to conquer if I can ,
Showing my worth in the play.
But if I should loose let me like a man , I pray.
Let me say” there they ride on whom honours bestowed,
Since they played the game better than I “
Let me stand with a smile by the side of the road
and cheer as the winners go by.

Even impossible says I AM POSSIBLE :) :)

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