A priest once asked a gathering...” How many of you love Jesus”, and asked them to raise their hands if they really did. Almost every one raised their hands… He continued” I’m going to prove that you are wrong”. There was a hushed resentment among the gathering as to what the priest is about to do for they all were sure they loved Jesus.
The Priest called up a young boy from the crowd who was with his father…and asked
“Who is that??” pointing to his father... He replied…
“He is my father….”
The priest then pointed to a kid in his fathers hand and asked again
Who is that???
Again came the reply
“He is my little young brother”…
He then suddenly pointed to the crucifix of Jesus on the altar and asked the boy again…
Who is that??
Soon came the reply… as if wondering what a question to ask….
“That is Jesus Christ”
He then asked the gathering again …
Who is that???The crowd replied in unison…
“That is Jesus Christ”…
The priest smiled… and declared… I have just proved you wrong!!!!
The priest continued…
You say “My Father, My Brother, My Son, My Wife, My Friend, My Money, My Dog, My car… My, My… My….”…
But you will never say “My Jesus Christ… My God “…
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Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Oh Shit !!!
How often do we use this 4 letter word, when desperate...when in anger..when in joy.. ….Infact... it just suits aptly for a hell lot of moods..
Ever wondered how it came???...
A Google search on SHIT revealed this interesting story behind it.
As the story goes, this word can be traced back to merchant vessels of the 17th century which used to ship bales of Dry manure from one port to another in their holds.If the bales were stored low enough, they would come into contact with water that inevitably leaked into the bilge. The water would then cause the manure to decompose, creating methane gas as well as a rather bad odor. The unlucky sailor sent to investigate the smell would of course take with him a candle or lantern to light the dark area below deck. The open flame would ignite the methane/air mixture in the confined space, causing a massive explosion and sinking the ship. When the cause of these strange accidents was discovered, bales of manure to be transported by ship were marked "Store High In Transit" or "Ship High In Transit" to remind those loading them to keep them above the bilge water. This was eventually shortened to "S.H.I.T."
Quite a shitty piece of Information :-)
Epilogue:-
I posted this blog successfully and, (I must also add that I wrote and published this from my Office PC :-) ) and I proceed to see how my “work” is from my blog home page. I expectantly clicked on the Link “Oh Shit” and SHIT…unexpectedly a window popped up….
it stated
"The url
http://scribbles-n-such.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-shit.html
falls under a restricted category.
If you think this is an error, please log a call in helpline.XYZ.com with the above information "
"IT Management Group
Your friendly IT Manager"
I do not want to say how I felt :-(((
Ever wondered how it came???...
A Google search on SHIT revealed this interesting story behind it.
As the story goes, this word can be traced back to merchant vessels of the 17th century which used to ship bales of Dry manure from one port to another in their holds.If the bales were stored low enough, they would come into contact with water that inevitably leaked into the bilge. The water would then cause the manure to decompose, creating methane gas as well as a rather bad odor. The unlucky sailor sent to investigate the smell would of course take with him a candle or lantern to light the dark area below deck. The open flame would ignite the methane/air mixture in the confined space, causing a massive explosion and sinking the ship. When the cause of these strange accidents was discovered, bales of manure to be transported by ship were marked "Store High In Transit" or "Ship High In Transit" to remind those loading them to keep them above the bilge water. This was eventually shortened to "S.H.I.T."
Quite a shitty piece of Information :-)
Epilogue:-
I posted this blog successfully and, (I must also add that I wrote and published this from my Office PC :-) ) and I proceed to see how my “work” is from my blog home page. I expectantly clicked on the Link “Oh Shit” and SHIT…unexpectedly a window popped up….
it stated
"The url
http://scribbles-n-such.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-shit.html
falls under a restricted category.
If you think this is an error, please log a call in helpline.XYZ.com with the above information "
"IT Management Group
Your friendly IT Manager"
I do not want to say how I felt :-(((
HABITs
hab•it (hăb'ĭt)
n.
1. A recurrent,often unconscious pattern of behavior that is acquired through frequent repetition.
2. An established disposition of the mind or character.
3. Customary manner or practice.
This is how dictionaries define “Habit”
I don’t remember where, but I happened to listen to this talk where the speaker was beautifully explaining HABITs. Quite interesting… Read on
“Habit…
Remove the “H”, “a bit” remains.
Remove the “a” and a”bit” still remains.
Remove the “b” and “it” still remains.”
So… make GOOD habits…its really tough to get rid of it… good or bad!!!.It just hangs on…and on and on ………………
n.
1. A recurrent,often unconscious pattern of behavior that is acquired through frequent repetition.
2. An established disposition of the mind or character.
3. Customary manner or practice.
This is how dictionaries define “Habit”
I don’t remember where, but I happened to listen to this talk where the speaker was beautifully explaining HABITs. Quite interesting… Read on
“Habit…
Remove the “H”, “a bit” remains.
Remove the “a” and a”bit” still remains.
Remove the “b” and “it” still remains.”
So… make GOOD habits…its really tough to get rid of it… good or bad!!!.It just hangs on…and on and on ………………
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Seasons
I’ve been thru Winters…
That froze me from head to toe….
That left me bare and lonely….
I’ve been thru Springs…
That gave me hope of warmth…
That kept me going ahead…
I’ve been thru Summers…
That warmed me and my spirits…
That brought out the best in me….
I’ve been thru Autumns…
That warned me of the winters forthcoming...
That made me mindful…
This I learn are the seasons of Life…
This I learn is the Circle of Life…
Taking its turn from birth to death…..
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Friday, April 13, 2007
IN OTHERS SHOEs...
“You have to put on others shoes….”
“You have to be in others shoes”…
“Only then, can you size up the situation as they feel it…”
I have tried many a times… to visualize the situation from “their” point of view. To be more precise. Put myself in their shoe…..Honestly…. I have never felt it so grave as they say… (for it was never mine)…and have always wondered…why make so much fuss about such silly and irrelevant matters…. They just seem nonexistent issues…something that’s just blown out of proportion….
It took me a while to figure it out…that….
When I put on others shoe…I did a big mistake….I never knew it until recently….
I FORGOT TO TAKE OFF MINE BEFORE I PUT ON THEIRS….!!!!
.........
“You have to be in others shoes”…
“Only then, can you size up the situation as they feel it…”
I have tried many a times… to visualize the situation from “their” point of view. To be more precise. Put myself in their shoe…..Honestly…. I have never felt it so grave as they say… (for it was never mine)…and have always wondered…why make so much fuss about such silly and irrelevant matters…. They just seem nonexistent issues…something that’s just blown out of proportion….
It took me a while to figure it out…that….
When I put on others shoe…I did a big mistake….I never knew it until recently….
I FORGOT TO TAKE OFF MINE BEFORE I PUT ON THEIRS….!!!!
.........
Problems… Problems ....More Problems!!!!!!
Someone tell me of anyone whom you know as the One who doesn’t have any problems….
Absolutely no one…!!!! Every one is plagued by problems….
As I believe it, The GOD created man and problems together (He created women too :-) ,but I’m not talking about that. )….So that, he who surmounts it….will live… and live well…
Ones problem isn’t/might not be a problem for another…It can very well be his solution!!
So as a far as an individual is concerned
All those problems that exist in this universe are of 2 types. Believe me. Just 2 types..!!!
1. The ones that can be solved ...
and
2. The ones that cannot be….
If you agree with me… just think about this…. And you will feel much better…
“If you know that there is a problem, and if you know that you can solve it…then why worry about it????
If you know that there is a problem, and if you know that you can’t solve it…again…why worry about it???? “
Absolutely no one…!!!! Every one is plagued by problems….
As I believe it, The GOD created man and problems together (He created women too :-) ,but I’m not talking about that. )….So that, he who surmounts it….will live… and live well…
Ones problem isn’t/might not be a problem for another…It can very well be his solution!!
So as a far as an individual is concerned
All those problems that exist in this universe are of 2 types. Believe me. Just 2 types..!!!
1. The ones that can be solved ...
and
2. The ones that cannot be….
If you agree with me… just think about this…. And you will feel much better…
“If you know that there is a problem, and if you know that you can solve it…then why worry about it????
If you know that there is a problem, and if you know that you can’t solve it…again…why worry about it???? “
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
The Sunscreen Song..
The Sunscreen Song
I came across this beautiful song on VHI. Originally an article written by Chicago Newspaper Columnist Mary Schmich, was recorded with music by Baz Luhrmann , more famous for his Silverscreen prescence as a Director,with famous movies like Romeo and Juliet, Moulin Rouge. etc.Though very simple, a kind of inspirational stuff that could move you. I really enjoyed it very much.Hope you enjoy it as well…Again “the choice is completely yours”.This is how it goes…
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’97... wear sunscreen.If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be IT.The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience.I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.
You are NOT as fat as you imagine.!!!
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.
Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.
Dance.
Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on.
Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography in lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen......
I came across this beautiful song on VHI. Originally an article written by Chicago Newspaper Columnist Mary Schmich, was recorded with music by Baz Luhrmann , more famous for his Silverscreen prescence as a Director,with famous movies like Romeo and Juliet, Moulin Rouge. etc.Though very simple, a kind of inspirational stuff that could move you. I really enjoyed it very much.Hope you enjoy it as well…Again “the choice is completely yours”.This is how it goes…
Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’97... wear sunscreen.If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be IT.The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience.I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked.
You are NOT as fat as you imagine.!!!
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind. The race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.
Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.
Dance.
Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on.
Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography in lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen......
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