H e l p M e P l e a s e . . D e a r S u p e r i o r

•January 22, 2009 • Leave a Comment

1. Never give me work in the morning. Always wait until 4′O Clock evening and then bring it to me. The challenge of a deadline is refreshing.

2. If it’s really a rush job, run in and interrupt me every 10 minutes to inquire how it’s going. That helps. Or even better, hover behind me, advising me at every keystroke.

3. Always leave without telling anyone where you’re going. It gives me a chance to be creative when someone asks where you are.

4. If my arms are full of papers, boxes, books, or supplies, don’t open the door for me. I need to learn how to function as a paraplegic and opening doors with no arms is good training in case I should ever be injured and lose all use of my limbs.

5. If you give me more than one job to do, don’t tell me which is priority. I am psychic.

6. Do your best to keep me late. I adore this office and really have nowhere to go or anything to do. I have no life beyond work.

7. If a job I do pleases you, keep it a secret. If that gets out, it could mean a promotion.

8. If you don’t like my work, tell everyone. I like my name to be popular in conversations. I was born to be whipped.

9. If you have special instructions for a job, don’t write them down. In fact, save them until the job is almost done. No use confusing me with useful information.

10. Never introduce me to the people you’re with. I have no right to know anything. In the corporate food chain, I am plankton. When you refer to them later, my shrewd deductions will identify them..

Time, and time again 2008

•December 29, 2008 • Leave a Comment

To realize the value of ONE YEAR,ask a student who failed his exams…
To realize the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby…
To realize the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper…
To realize the value of ONE DAY, ask a daily wage laborer…
To realize the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet…
To realize the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed the train…
To realize the value of ONE SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident…
To realize the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won a silver medal in the Olympics…
Treasure every moment that you have!!

YESTERDAY is history.TOMORROW is a mystery.TODAY is a gift. That’s why it’s called the PRESENT!!
Time to introspect on the year 2008 that is about to be over…..How well have we used our valuable TIME…..

x’mas Announcement

•December 24, 2008 • Leave a Comment

Dear all, This is to formally announce that, I have started accepting this year’s Christmas gifts in cash, chocolates, cakes, cards etc.

Note: Please avoid last minute rush. Send it now. expect something good after that !!

True Lies : How is this ?

•December 17, 2008 • Leave a Comment

A lady tells her husband to go to the store to buy some vegetables. He walks down to the store only to find it closed. So he goes into a nearby bar to use the vending machine. At the bar he sees a beautiful woman and starts talking to her. They have a couple of beers and one thing lead to another . After a while, he realizes its 3 PM and says, "Oh no, its so late, my wife's going to kill me. Have you got any talcum powder?" She gives him some talcum powder, which he proceeds to rub on his hands and then he goes home.

His wife is waiting for him in the doorway and she is pretty angry."Where the hell have you been?" "Well, honey, it's like this.... I went to the store like you asked, but.... they were closed. So I went to the bar to use the vending machine. I saw this great looking girl there and we had a few drinks "

"Oh yeah? Let me see your hands!" She sees his hands are covered with powder and says..."You God damn liar!!! You were playing billiards again!!!"

Moral of the story:Always tell your wife the truth. She won't believe you anyway.At least your conscience is clear ..

About Love Like the Water

•December 15, 2008 • Leave a Comment

I once had a friend who grew to be very close to me. Once when we were sitting at the edge of a swimming pool, she filled the palm of her hand with some water and held it before me, and said this:”You see this water carefully contained on my hand? It symbolizes Love.”

This was how I saw it: As long as you keep your hand caringly open and allow it to remain there, it will always be there. However, if you attempt to close your fingers round it and try to posses it, it will spill through the
first cracks it finds.

This is the greatest mistake that people do when they meet love…they try to posses it, they demand, they expect… and just like the water spilling out of your hand, love will retrieve from you .

For love is meant to be free, you cannot change its nature. If there are people you love, allow them to be free beings.Give and don’t expect.Advise, but don’t order.Ask, but never demand.

It might sound simple, but it is a lesson that may take a lifetime to truly practice. It is the secret to true love. To truly practice it, you must sincerely feel no expectations from those who you love, and yet an
unconditional caring.”

Passing thought… Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take;but by the moments that take our breath away…..Life is beautiful!!! Live it !!!
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Anger and Love sky is the limit

•November 18, 2008 • Leave a Comment

 While a man was polishing his new car, his 4 year old son picked stone & scratched lines on the side of the car. .In anger, the man took the child’s hand & hit it many times, not realizing  he was using a wrench .At the hospital, the child lost all his fingers due to multiple fractures.

  Two Three days after when the child say to his father…. with painful eyes he asked ‘Dad I wanna go home when will my fingers grow back?’

Man was so hurt and speechless. He went back to car and kicked it a lot of  times. Devastated by his own actions…… sitting in front of that car he looked at the scratches, child had written ‘LOVE YOU DAD’. The next day that man committed suicide. . . 
 
Anger and Love has no limits, so let the river of life flow in Limits .so that this fresh water stream is never scattered.

We are in BIG trouble this time

•November 8, 2008 • 1 Comment
08.11.2008
 
    Two little boys, ages 8 and 10, are extremely mischievous. They are always getting into trouble and their parents know all about it. If any mischief occurs in their town, the two boys are probably involved. The boys’ mother heard that a preacher in town had been successful in disciplining children, so she asked if he would speak with her boys. The preacher agreed, but he asked to see them individually.
 
    So the mother sent the 8 year old first, in the morning, with the older boy to see the preacher in the afternoon.The preacher, a huge man with a booming voice, sat the younger boy down and asked him sternly, “Do you know where God is, son?”
 
    The boy’s mouth dropped open, but he made no response, sitting there wide-eyed with his mouth hanging open.So the preacher repeated the question in an even sterner tone, “Where is God?!”
 
    Again, the boy made no attempt to answer. The preacher raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boy’s face and bellowed,“Where is God?!”
 
    The boy screamed and bolted from the room, ran directly home and dove into his closet, slamming the door behind him.When his older brother found him in the closet, he asked, “What happened?”
 
The younger brother, gasping for breath, replied, “We are in BIG trouble this time”.
(“I just LOVE reading next line again and again”)
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GOD is missing, and they think we did it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

POSITION OR PERFORMANCE

•November 7, 2008 • Leave a Comment
A Priest dies & is awaiting his turn in line at the Heaven’s Gates.Ahead of him is a guy, nattily dressed, in dark sun glasses, a loud shirt,leather jacket & jeans.. Lord Dharamraj asks him: Please tell me who are you, so that I may know whether to admit you into the kingdom of Heaven or not?The guy replies: I am Banta Singh, taxi driver from New Delhi!
    Lord Dharamraj consults his ledger, smiles & says to Banta Singh: Please take this silken robe & gold scarf & enter the Kingdom of Heaven.Now it is the priest’s turn. He stands erect and speaks out in a booming voice: I am Sant Shiromani Baba so & so, Head Priest of the so & so temple for the last 40 years.
 
    Lord Dharamraj consults his ledger & says to the Priest: Please take this cotton robe & enter the Kingdom of Heaven.’Just a minute,’ says the agonized Priest. How is that a foul mouthed, rash driving Taxi Driver is given a Silken robe & a Golden scarf and me, a Priest, who’s spent his whole life preaching your Name & goodness has to make do with a Cotton robe?
 
‘Results my friend, results,’ shrugs Lord Dharamraj. While you preached, people SLEPT; but when he drove his taxi, people PRAYED..
 
Moral of the story: It’s PERFORMANCE & not POSITION that ultimately counts