Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Story Time - Burned Biscuits ...

Story of a boy....

When I was a kid, my Mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. On that evening so long ago, my Mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad.

I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my Mom and ask me how my day was at school. I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!

When I got up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my Mom apologize to my dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: "Honey, I love burned biscuits."

Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he really liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your Momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides a little burned biscuit never hurt anyone!"

Life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people. I'm not the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just like everyone else. But what I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each others faults - and choosing to celebrate each others differences - is one of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.

"Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket - keep it in your own." So Please pass me a biscuit, and yes, the burned one will do just fine.

And PLEASE pass this along to someone who has enriched your life. Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

कोई टोपी तो कोई अपनी पगड़ी बेच देता है...

कोई टोपी तो कोई अपनी पगड़ी बेच देता है,
मिले गर भाव अच्छा जज भी कुर्सी बेच देता है,
तवायफ फिर भी अच्छी है के वो सीमित है कोठे तक,
पुलिस वाला तो चौराहे पे वर्दी बेच देता है,
जला दी जाती है ससुराल में अक्सर वही बेटी,
जिस बेटी की खातिर बाप किडनी बेच देता है,
कोई मासूम लड़की प्यार में कुर्बान है जिस पर,
बना कर विडियो उसकी वो प्रेमी बेच देता है,
ये कलयुग है कोई भी चीज नामुमकिन नहीं इसमें,
कलि, फल, पेड़, पोधे, फुल माली बेच देता है,
जुए में बिक गया हु मैं तो हैरत क्यों है लोगो को,
युधिष्ठर तो जुए में अपनी पत्नी बेच देता है,
कोयले की दलाली में है मुह काला यहाँ सब का,
इन्साफ की क्या बात करे इंसान ईमान बेच देता है,
जान दे दी वतन पर जिन बेनाम शहीदों ने,
इक हरामखोर आदमखोर नेता इस वतन को बेच देता है.........

Monday, October 29, 2012

Return of Girlfriend -boyfriend talk.. :D

(Office me boss se pauna ghanta tak apni izzat ki ____ kara ke jaise hi cabin se bahar nikla GF ka call aaya)

GF:- hello jaanu... :-) kya kar raha tha mera baby?
BF:- (boss se maraa kar aa raha tha tera baby :-@) kuchh nai baby, boss se meeting thi. Tum sunao?
GF:- You know what baby, jo meri red colour ka lipstick kho gayi thi na wo aaj mil gayi :-) I'm so happy, you know na wo meri favorite lip colour hai. :-)
BF:- (Teri to... Bata aise rahi hai jaise baap ne 50 laakh de diye ho) O wow baby, that's good.
GF:- Suno na... Ek meethi wali kissi do na. Plzzz..
BF:- (Tu paas aa,ek mukka na du ghuma k tujhe) Nai baby, abhi office me hu, sab log dekh rahe hai, Mai baad me dunga.abhi phone rakhta hu.thik hai...
GF:- :-( Ab tum badal gaye ho... mujhe bilkul pyar nai karte.. raat me gana sunane ko bola to ek hajaro me meri bahna sunaya, aur ab phone rakhne ko bhi bola :-( :'(
BF:- (jaan le Li meri, ya tu khud ja k latak ja, ek to boss se daant khao fir iska emotional atyachar) na baby,You are my love, aur abhi Mai thoda sa busy hu na isiliye aisa bola, wo month closing hai na to target pressure hai. You can understand na baby...
GF:- Ok let it be, I can understand. Achchha suno, wo new movie aa rahi hai na Jab Tak Hai jaan...wo dekhne chaloge na mere sath :-)
BF:- (jaan rahegi to jaunga na... Plz ab meri ma phone rakh de) ok baby chalunga... :-)

Suddenly boss cabin se aaya n dekha Pappu phone pe hai.
Boss:- Pappu, tu bas phone pe laga rah... Dekhta hu tujhe, idhar aa cabin me... :-@

BF:- sorry baby boss bula rahe hai... Have to go..
GF:- uaannnn... Baat karne ka bhi time nai tumhare pas.. Jao katti..nai karungi call... Bye.. Phone cut... :-P

Sunday, October 28, 2012

LIFE is all about living for One-Another…

You can't hug yourself …
You can't cry on your own shoulder …
LIFE is all about living for One-Another …
So live with those who LOVE you most !!!

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Ye Betiyan Kesi Hoti Hain...

Ye Betiyan Kesi Hoti Hain
Ye Pariyon Jesi Hoti Hain...

Ye Baat Baat Pe Hansti Hain
Ye Baat Baat Pe Roti Hain...

Dil Hota Hai In Ka Nazuk
Ye Bholi Bhali Hoti Hain...

Baba Ki Ladli Hoti Hain
Mama Ki Dulari Hoti Hain...

Guryon Se Khelta Bachpan Inka
Itni Jaldi Kese Beet Gaya...

Aangan Soona Kar Jati Hain
Ghar Sy Ronaq Ly Jati Hain...

Baba Ka Dard Samajhti Hain
Mumma K Aansoo Pochti Hain...

Ye Betiyan Aisi Hoti Hain
Ye Betiyan Aisi Hoti Hain...

Friday, October 26, 2012

StORy TiMe - ThE iMpOrTaNt ThInGs In LiFe...

A story worth your time...

A philosophy professor stood before his class with some items on the table in front of him.

When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks, about 2 inches in diameter. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. 

So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles, of course, rolled into the open areas between the rocks. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. 

The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He then asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "Yes."

"Now," said the professor, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The rocks are the important things – your family, your partner, your health, your children – things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter – like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else. The small stuff."

"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued "there is no room for the pebbles or the rocks. The same goes for your life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take your partner out dancing. There will always be time to go to work, clean the house, give a dinner party and fix the disposal.

Take care of the rocks first – the things that really matter. Set your priorities; the rest is just sand.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Ladka agar paise udane lge to ...

Wife to her husband: SUno ji, Aaj kal ladka bhut paise udane lga hai, jahan bhi chupati hun dhoondh leta hai...
Husband: Saale ki book me rakh dena, exam tak nhi dhoondh paayega :P :D :-)

Saturday, October 13, 2012

IBPS Clerical Cadre Exam notice for Dec-12 exam


COMMON WRITTEN EXAMINATION [CWE] FOR
RECRUITMENT IN CLERICAL CADRE IN PUBLIC SECTOR BANKS


Important Dates:


Start date for Online Registration                                        15.10.2012
Online Payment of Application Fees                                       15.10.2012- 05.11.2012
Offline Payment of Application Fees                                       17.10.2012- 09.11.2012
Last date for Online Registration                                         05.11.2012
Download of Call letter for Examination After                         03.12.2012


For details follow the link below:
http://ibps.in/career_pdf/CWE_Clerical_II_Ad.pdf

Thursday, October 4, 2012

If motivation doesn’t last...

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"People often say that motivation doesn’t last. Well, neither does bathing – that’s why we recommend it daily." ~ Zig Ziglar