A nice lesson.......

A man was sick and tired of going to work every day while his wife

stayed home.

He wanted her to see what he went through so he prayed:

"Dear Lord: I go to work every day and put in 8 hours while my wife

merely stays at home. I want her to know what I go through, so please

allow her body to switch with mine for a day. Amen.

God, in his infinite wisdom, granted the man's wish.

The next morning, sure enough, the man awoke as a woman

He arose, cooked breakfast for his mate, awakened the kids, set out

their

school clothes, fed them breakfast, packed their lunches, drove them to

school, came home and picked up the dry cleaning, took it to the

cleaners and stopped at

the bank to make a deposit, went grocery shopping, then drove home to

put away the groceries, paid the bills and balanced the cheque book. He

cleaned the cat's litter box and bathed the dog. Then it was already 1

P.M. and he hurried to make the beds, do the laundry, vacuum, dust, and

sweep and mop the kitchen floor.

Ran to the school to pick up the kids and got into an argument with them

on the way home. Set out milk and cookies and got the kids organized to

do their homework, then set up the ironing board and watched TV while he

did the ironing.

At 4:30 he began peeling potatoes and washing vegetables for salad,

breaded the pork chops and snapped fresh beans for supper.

After supper, he cleaned the kitchen, ran the dishwasher, folded

laundry,

bathed the kids, and put them to bed.

At 9 P.M. he was exhausted and, though his daily chores weren't

finished, he went to bed where he was expected to make love, which he

managed to get through without complaint.

The next morning, he awoke and immediately knelt by the bed and said:

Lord, I don't know what I was thinking. I was so wrong to envy my wife's

being able to stay home all day. Please, oh please, let us trade back."

The Lord, in his infinite wisdom, replied: "My son, I feel you have

learned your lesson and I will be happy to change things back to the way

they were. You'll just have to wait nine months, though. You got

pregnant last night."

Nine Months Later......"

Jack decided to go skiing with his buddy, Bob. So they loaded up Jack's minivan and headed north. After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible blizzard. So they pulled into a nearby farm and asked the attractive lady who answered he door if they could spend the night.

"I realize its terrible weather out there and I have this huge house all to myself, but I'm recently widowed," she explained. "I'm afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house"

The lady agreed, and the two men found their way to the barn and settled in for the night.

Come morning, the weather had cleared, and they got on their way. They enjoyed a great weekend of skiing.

But about nine months later, Jack got an unexpected letter from an attorney. It took him a few minutes to figure it out, but he finally determined that it was from the attorney of that attractive widow he had met on the ski weekend.

"Bob, do you remember that good-looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our ski holiday up north about 9 months ago?"

"Yes, I do." said Bob

"Did you happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and pay her a visit?"

"I have to admit that I did."

"And did you happen to use my name instead of telling her your name?"

Bob's face turned beet red and he said, "Yeah, look, I'm sorry, buddy. I'm afraid I did." Why do you ask?"

"She just died and left me everything."

(And you thought the ending would be different, didn't you?............. now keep that smile for the rest of the day.)

This is one of the best comeback lines of all time.

It is a portion of National Public Radio (NPR) interview between a female broadcaster and US

Marine Corps

General Reinwald who was about to sponsor a Boy Scout Troop visiting his

military installation.

FEMALE INTERVIEWER: So, General Reinwald, what things are you going to teach

these young boys when they visit your base?

GENERAL REINWALD: We're going to teach them climbing, canoeing, archery, and

shooting.

FEMALE INTERVIEWER: Shooting! That's a bit irresponsible, isn't it?

GENERAL REINWALD: I don't see why, they'll be properly supervised on the

rifle range.

FEMALE INTERVIEWER: Don't you admit that this is a terribly dangerous

activity to be teaching children?

GENERAL REINWALD: I don't see how. We will be teaching them proper rifle

discipline before they even touch a firearm.

FEMALE INTERVIEWER: But you're equipping them to become violent killers.

GENERAL REINWALD: Well, Ma'am, you're equipped to be a prostitute, but

you're not one, are you?

The radio went silent and the interview ended.

Jiska pata humein maloom na tha kabhi, uski talash mein zindagi guzaar di.
Andherey mein shabo-sahar beet gaye, humein na kisi ne roshini udhaar di.
Akhiri waqt mein uski awaaz toh aayi, kambakhth khuda ne na zindagi udhar di.
Chita mein jal kar raakh ho toh jaatey, par darakhth ne na apni lakdiyaan udhar di....

When I saw your name next to mine,
In our wedding card,
I felt blessed.

When I saw you smile,
Seeing me in traditional bride groom dress,
I felt teased.

When I held your hand,
During the marriage rituals,
I felt responsible.

When you entered my lonely bachelor life,
And changed it into a heavenly abode,
I felt lucky.

When you showed the same love as I did,
Towa rds my parents,
I felt proud.

When you scolded me,
For neglecting my health amidst my hectic work,
I felt pampered.


When I saw tears of happiness in your eyes,
As you looked at our kid,
I felt blessed once again.

All these feelings have bloomed in my heart,
But are yet to blossom in reality.

As these are feelings I long to feel,
For these are still unfelt.

WILL YOU MARRY ME??

Hey All, This one is really touchy... hope you all like it.... and can understand the value of our parents....

I still remember the first date I ever went on in my life. Usually

first dates are memorable to everyone but for me it was something

that I can never forget. I went out for my first date with my high

school crush when I was in class eleven. It was a day that I planned

for weeks and finally she, Rachna, agreed to come out with me,

Prasun Roy! In school who was famous for being a person with a cool

attitude with no constraints from the family end, whose parents were

more of buddies than dominating guardians! However the fact remained

that I too was from a middle class family with core values and

principles like all others.

Back home I lied to my parents that I was going out for a school

excursion and managed to get the approval of my parents and finally

the day arrived.

After a short lunch at a funky restaurant, Rachna and I went hand in

hand for a movie. As the evening was drawing to a close we were

roaming in the streets of "New Market" talking to each other, about

each other. Life suddenly seemed so beautiful.

All of a sudden, out of the forgotten multitude that was also

walking in the same street, I could see a familiar face quite

distinct- why I didn't know. As realization embraced my

consciousness, I comprehended that the face of the person

approaching me from the other side was of none other than but my

FATHER!

Within a fraction of a second all romanticism vanished from my heart

and a fear engrossed it instead. I could interpret in that short

time the amount of humility and shame I would face suddenly as my

father would recognize me, scold me after we meet, and that was

inevitable! Apart from the scorn that I would face at home, I could

also feel the embarrassment I would face in front of Rachna, who

recognized as the cool guy ... in school as well as back home!

Crippled with the fear I only prayed that the earth would open up

and I would hide there from all the humility. However there seemed

no practical escape from it. Then some thing happened.

My father came near me, along with the now not-so-forgotten

multitude, looked into my eyes as a stranger and passed by me

rubbing his shoulder against mine and passed by without even

recognizing me. It was the biggest shock and relief of my life. I

still don't know which emotion was predominant at that moment.

After sometime, Rachna went away to her home oblivious of the fact

what ever I just revealed, and I came back to mine.

At home that night, life seemed to me like a prison. I went for

dinner with a fearful heart and a lost appetite. To my surprise,

everything was so very normal. My mother served dinner and we all

ate the usual way. This made my life more miserable. I quickly

finished my food and went back to my room. Questions crowded my mind

and I couldn't figure out what might have happened after my father

came back home and revealed about my forged romantic rendezvous. Why

everything was still so normal pained my mind even more!

Presently my father calmly came into my room and sat beside me. I

looked into his eyes with fear in mine but discovered a smooth

comfort in his! He soothingly asked, "So Sunny Boy, how was your

date, I must say she was a pretty and sweet lady!"

Like somewhat mesmerized I revealed everything to him about my first

date and added, "Dad, it was simply out of this world, but the day

passed away like a few minutes only!"

He smiled and said, "You know what, Albert Einstein once said ...

Put your hand on a hot oven for a minute and it would seem like and

hour; put your hand upon those of a pretty lady for an hour and it

would seem like a minute! Now that's relativity. Its all relative,

the fact is how much you cherish what you gained ... RIGHT! This is

the biggest lesson of life my son"

I had never seen my father being like this before; he was more of a

buddy than my guardian actually. I could feel within me that I would

never ever be able to hide anything else from him, he actually

understood me much more than my own self.

We talked for an hour and I would remember those words forever

perhaps! I couldn't interpret whether it was my First Date with my

dream girl or the First Date of knowing my father actually. However

I knew that I realized how much I loved and respected my father

after that. Just as he was leaving my room I called him and

said "Thank You daddy! Thank you so much!"

Both of us knew what I was thankful for and required no mentioning.

He turned towards me with his dreamy eyes and said these words...

"Hey son, how could I ever let you down my child, never! I would

just say, whatever happens in life and whomever you love in your

life and to whatever degree, you only remember one thing that your

Daddy has loved you 18 years more than that. 18 years more than that

dear!"

He switched off the light and went to his room. In the mild blue and

gray of the moonlight ushering into my room through the window I too

could feel one thing ... Yes, its truly 18 more years of Love, I, or

any child, can never ever cover up! It was in fact my First Date,

the first one of actually realizing the Love I had taken for granted

for all those Eighteen Years perhaps! It truly was so

Hi Frnds,
i got this lovely poem from one of frnd... really a good poem.. hope you all like it..

Have I ever told you
that if I sit really still and silent,
sometimes. I like to think
I can hear your heart beating
in time with mine?

Have I ever told you
that when I watch you speak to me
through lines and cords,
and bytes and ram,
I imagine
your voice,
whispering into my ear?

Have I ever told you
that I wait out each day
in anticipation,
wanting
only an hour or two,
just a second in space and time,
to feel close to you?

Have I ever told you
that there has been times,
when I ached for you,
ached for you so badly,
that the emotions overwhelmed me..
and so I sat and cried?

Have I ever told you
that sometimes,
I will reach out,
touching your name
on this cold screen before me,
wishing
I could reach in
and pull you to me?

Have I ever told you
that after the first time I heard
the sound of your voice,
thousands of miles away,
I sat up all night,
turning the conversation over and over
in my mind,
examining it,
like some newly discovered species of flower?

Have I ever told you
that I dream of you often,
I dream of you reaching out
and touching my hand,
simply to let me know
that you are there,
and everything is okay?

Have I ever told you,
have I still yet to tell you . . .
that I love you?  

I don't know why I'm doing this ?
But such is the state of my mind.
I know I should live for the future,
But I cannot put this past behind.
No matter how great the adversaries,
No matter how serious the strife,
For its full of your memories,
that I'll cherish for my life.....


When you said you wont talk to me,
I could not gather what it would be,
to live without a person,
who is same as me.
So I filled myself with hatred,
Just so that I don't feel the pain.
But my feelings for you could not go away,
and it just made me more insane.

Last time I saw you,
I wanted to tell you,
How much you have affected me,
How much you mean to me,
How much I'll miss you,
And wanted to ask you,
How can I ever forget you ?
I know I was short on compliments.
I know I was afraid to give commitments.
But It was not cause you weren't great.
It was just because I was afraid.
What if my life gets just crappy ?
What if I could not keep you happy ?
I wanted to tell you this and more.
But I could not, with you standing fore.
Cause seeing you just made me numb,
and all my sadness made me dumb.
So I sat there watching you walk away,
and I could do nothing but to stray
in my thoughts, in my memories,
searching for a new lease.
I tried to forget you.
I tried to get over you.
I tried, I tried.
Till all my hope died....


Now,
Whenever I roam outside,
I remember the night at lake side.
Whenever I'm in my room,
I remember your face in gloom.
Whenever I'm in my lab,
I remember your late night scrap.
Whenever I study,
I remember studying while talking to you.
Whenever I say something,
I remember saying "pukka pukka pukka" to you.
I am still living a life,
But its not the same without you....


I thought the greatest sorrow in love was ,
To love somebody who doesn't love you.
But now I have realized it isn't true,
The saddest thing in love is,
To love somebody who used to love you....