Stuti Ji Ke Liye...: ).

I Love This One...

One day, when I was a fresh man in high school,I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle.

It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?

He must really be a nerd."

I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.

His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.

As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks."  They really should get lives. " He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!" 

There was a big smile on his face.

It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had n ever seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before...

We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. 

I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends

He said yes.

We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.

Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.

I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday! 

" He just laughed and handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends..  When we were seniors we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke.. 

I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak

Graduation day,

I saw Kyle.....He looked great.

He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. 

Boy, sometimes I was jealous!

Today was one of those days.

I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" 

He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.

"Thanks," he said.

As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began.

"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends.....I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.I am going to tell you a story".

I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile..."Thankfully, I was saved... My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."

I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions.

With one small gesture you can change a person's life. 

For better or for worse.

God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way.

Look for God in others...: ).

Mast Slogans...

# Sign on a railway station at Patna: 

Aana free, jaana free, 

pakde gaye to khana free. 

# Seen on a famous beauty parlor in Bombay: 

Don't whistle at the girl going out from here. 

She may be your grandmother! 

# Seen on a bulletin board: 

Success is relative 

More the success, more the relatives. 

# Sign at a barber's saloon in Juhu, Bombay: 

We need your heads to run our business. 

# A traffic slogan: 

Don't let your kids drive if they are not old enough - or else they never will be..... 

#THE BEST ONE:   Indian Army

Its God's responsibility to forgive the terrorist organizations 

It's our responsibility to arrange their meeting with God.'

Rivalry Among Friends

Good friends help us grow. They bring stability in our ever-changing world. They're good for our well-being. It's natural to have conflicts with true friends, but they're too precious to let go. Follow these steps to mend a broken friendship.

Step 1 - Practice empathy. Broken friendships often occur because of misunderstandings. Your friend's behavior was likely because of the problems in her life and not a wish to hurt or use you.

Step 2 - Write him a letter about what you're feeling. Let your anger go but explain to him why you feel wronged. Writing helps you get your thoughts in order.

Step 3 - Mark a date on your calendar when you'll approach your friend. Prepare for it the day before with meditation, physical exercise, aromatherapy or whatever relieves your stress.

Step 4 - Stay calm when patching up a broken friendship, no matter what happens. Anger clouds your vision and inhibits communication.

Step 5 - Forget your pride and apologize, even if you've been wronged. She may not even realize she treated you badly. Or if she does, she may have been scared to make the first move.

Step 6 - Relive good memories together. Nothing mends a broken friendship better than shared positivity. Remind each other why you've stayed friends for so long.

Step 7 - Accept that not every broken friendship can go back to the way it was. You've both grown during your time apart. But it's worth maintaining good friendships even if they're not as close as before.

And I hope, they (friends) solve there conflict and become friends once again. Please cross your fingers bcoz I want to see them together.

Source: http://www.khannasahab.co.cc/blog.html

Engineer's Brain

Seems this is a real story that happened between the customer of General Motors and its Customer-Care Executive.

A complaint was received by the Pontiac Division of General Motors:

This is the second time I have written to you, and I don't blame you

for not answering me, because I sounded crazy, but it is a fact that

we have a tradition in our family of Ice-Cream for dessert after

dinner each night. but the kind of ice cream varies so, every night,

after we've eaten, the whole family votes on which kind of ice cream

we should have and I drive down to the store to get it. It's also a

fact that I recently purchased a new pontiac and since then my trips

to the store have created a problem.

You see, every time I buy a vanilla ice-cream, when I start back from

the store my car won't start. If I get any other kind of ice cream,

the car starts just fine. I want you to know I'm serious about this

question, no matter how silly it sounds:

"What is there about a Pontiac that makes it not start when I get

vanilla ice cream, and easy to start whenever I get any other kind?"

The Pontiac Executive was understandably skeptical about the letter,

but sent an Engineer to check it out anyway. The latter was surprised

to be greeted by a successful, obviously well educated man in a fine

neighborhood. He had arranged to meet the man just after dinner time,

so the two hopped into the car and drove to the ice cream store. It

was vanilla ice cream that night and, sure enough, after they came

back to the car, it wouldn't start.

The Engineer returned for three more nights. The first night, they got

chocolate. The car started. The second night, he got strawberry. The

car started. The third night he ordered vanilla. The car failed to

start.

Now the Engineer, being a logical man, refused to believe that this

man's car was allergic to vanilla ice cream. He arranged, therefore,

to continue his visits for as long as it took to solve the problem.

And toward this end he began to take notes: he jotted down all sorts

of data: time of day, type of gas uses, time to drive back and forth

etc. In a short time, he had a clue: the man took less time to buy

vanilla than any other flavor.

Why? The answer was in the layout of the store. Vanilla, being the

most popular flavor, was in a separate case at the front of the store

for quick pickup. All the other flavors were kept in the back of the

store at a different counter where it took considerably longer to

check out the flavor. Now, the question for the Engineer was why the

car wouldn't start when it took less time.

Eureka - Time was now the problem - not the vanilla ice cream!!!!

The engineer quickly came up with the answer: "vapour lock". It was

happening every night; but the extra time taken to get the other

flavors allowed the engine to cool down sufficiently to start. When

the man got vanilla, the engine was still too hot for the vapour lock

to dissipate.

Remember:

Even crazy looking problems are sometimes real and all problems seem

to be simple only when we find the solution with cool thinking.

Don't just say its "IMPOSSIBLE" without putting a sincere effort...

Observe the word "IMPOSSIBLE" carefully... Looking closer you will

see, "I'M POSSIBLE"...

What really matters is your attitude and your perception...