Don't Forget you are a Shining Star

Happy Earth Day - Apr 22 2016

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Fri, 22 Apr 2016 09:15:00 +0000

"Earth Anthem" by Abhay K
Our cosmic oasis, cosmic blue pearl
the most beautiful planet in the universe
all the continents and the oceans of the world
united we stand as flora and fauna
united we stand as species of one earth
black, brown, white, different colours
we are humans, the earth is our home.

Our cosmic oasis, cosmic blue pearl
the most beautiful planet in the universe
all the people and the nations of the world
all for one and one for all
united we unfurl the blue marble flag
black, brown, white, different colours
we are humans, the earth is our home.

Reference: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Earth_Day

Signs You Are With The Guy You Should Marry

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Thu, 17 Dec 2015 06:09:00 +0000

They say falling in love feels like coming home, that it just feels right. We’d like to believe the same, but in today’s world where there’s a probable Mr. Right around every digital corner, how do you know if your latest fantasy is the real thing? Check the below signs that you have found the real thing and you are with the guy you should marry.

He’s always bragging about you. Whether it’s about something you have achieved or just about the person you are, he will talk about it. Because you make him proud, and because he’s your biggest fan.

He knows who you are, and doesn’t want to change you. Everyone has things about them that might not be perfect, and you may have more of them rather than less. Doesn’t bother him.

He doesn’t have to say he missed you for you to know it. He shows it to you.

He talks about the future. There’s no ‘Let’s see’s and ‘Maybe’s when you talk about the future. He doesn’t shy away or hastily change the topic. He shows you he wants this for good.

You can be stupid around each other. If you are with him right now, and seriously considering staying with him forever, this is the most important thing. Spending a lifetime together is no joke, and if you can’t have a few laughs and be unapologetically yourself around each other, what’s the point of any of it, right?

There are no games played between the two of you’ll. If he feels something, he tells you. And you do the same. There are no games because there is no need for some. He’s your best friend. Who plays games with their best friend?

You don’t care if he’s perfect or not. He’s yours, and you wouldn’t have him any other way.

Reference: Yahoo India

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Thu, 24 Jan 2013 09:18:00 +0000

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. ♥

Remember love is the richest of all treasures. Without it there is nothing; and with it there is everything. Love never perishes , even if the bones of a lover are ground fine like powder. Just as the perfume of sandalwood does not leave it, even if it is completely ground up, similarly the basis of love is the soul, and it is indestructible and therefore eternal. Beauty can be destroyed , but not love. ♥

Happy Diwali 2012!!!

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Tue, 13 Nov 2012 11:20:00 +0000

The Unlocked Door

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Tue, 13 Nov 2012 11:15:00 +0000

When you were small
And just a touch away,
I covered you with blankets
Against the cool night air.
But now that you are tall
and out of reach,
I fold only hands
And cover you with prayer.

- Dona Maddux Cooper ( Reference: Chicken soup for the Mother's soul )

Four Boyfriends..

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Fri, 27 Apr 2012 07:17:00 +0000

Once upon a time there was a girl who had four boyfriends.

She loved the fourth boyfriend the most and adorned him with rich robes and
treated him to the finest of delicacies. She gave him nothing but the best.

She also loved the third boyfriend very much and was always showing him off
to neighboring kingdoms. However, she feared that one day he would leave
her for another.

She also loved her second boyfriend. He was her confidant and was always
kind, considerate and patient with her. Whenever this girl faced a problem,
she could confide in him, and he would help her get through the difficult
times.

The girl's first boyfriend was a very loyal partner and had made great
contributions in maintaining her wealth and kingdom. However, she did not
love the first boyfriend, although he loved her deeply, she hardly took
notice of him!

One day, the girl fell ill and she knew her time was short. She thought of
her luxurious life and wondered, 'I now have four boyfriends with me, but
when I die, will I be alone.'

Thus, she asked the fourth boyfriend, 'I loved you the most, endowed you
with the finest clothing and showered great care over you. Now that I'm
dying, will you follow me and keep me company?
'No way!', replied the fourth boyfriend, and he walked away without another
word.

His answer cut like a sharp knife right into her heart.

The sad girl then asked the third boyfriend, 'I loved you all my life. Now
that I'm dying, will you follow me and keep me company?' 'No!', replied the
third boyfriend. 'Life is too good! When you die, I'm going to marry
someone else!' Her heart sank and turned cold.

She then asked the second boyfriend, 'I have always turned to you for help
and you've always been there for me. When I die, will you follow me and
keep me company?'

'I'm sorry, I can't help you out this time!', replied the second boyfriend.
'At the very most, I can only walk with you to your grave.'
His answer struck her Like a bolt of lightning, and the girl was
devastated.

Then a voice called out: 'I'll go with you. I'll follow you no matter where
you go.' The girl looked up, and there was her first boyfriend. He was very
skinny as he suffered from malnutrition and neglect.

Greatly grieved, the girl said, 'I should have taken much better care of
you when I had the chance!'

In truth, you have four boyfriends in your lives:

Your fourth boyfriend is **your body**. No matter how much time and effort
you lavish in making it look good, it will leave you when you die.

Your third boyfriend is **your possessions**, status and wealth.When you
die, it will all go to others.

Your second boyfriend is **your family and friends**. No matter how much
they have been there for you, the furthest they can stay by you is up to
the grave.

And your first boyfriend is **your spirit**. Often neglected in pursuit of
wealth, power and pleasures of the world.

However, your spirit is the only thing that will follow you where ever you
go. Cultivate, strengthen and cherish it now, for it is the only part of
you that will follow you to the throne of God and continue with you
throughout Eternity.

Thought for the day: Remember, when the world pushes you to your knees,
you're in the perfect position to pray.

Being happy doesn't mean everything's perfect. It means you've decided to
see beyond the imperfections.

Be Blessed Not Stressed

2012...

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Tue, 03 Apr 2012 04:48:00 +0000

બધાંને એમ છે કે હું ફાવી ગયો છું...

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Fri, 24 Feb 2012 06:06:00 +0000

પરદેશ ગયેલા દીકરા ની વ્યથા ........................

કોણ જાણે આ કેવા દેશમાં આવી ગયો છું, બધાંને એમ છે કે હું ફાવી ગયો છું,

અહીં કોઈ કોઈને બોલાવતાં બીવે છે, ને મારા દેશમાં લોકો એકબીજાને જોઈને જીવે છે,
અનહદ ઠંડીમાં લેપટોપ સાથે એક રૂમમાં પુરાઈ ગયો છું,
ને બધાંને એમ કે હું ફાવી ગયો છું,

અહીં માણસમાં થી દોસ્ત નીકળી ગયો છે ને ધોળીયાનો સ્વભાવ બધાંને ભર્ખી ગયો છે,
લાગણી વગરના માણસો સાથે ફસાઈ ગયો છું,
ને બધાંને એમ કે હું ફાવી ગયો છું,

... કોણ જાણે આ કેવા દેશમાં આવી ગયો છું, બધાંને એમ છે કે હું ફાવી ગયો છું,

એક ટાઇમ ખવું છું, ને ઓફીસ જાઉં છું, માણસ માંથી જાણે મશીન બની ગયો છું,
આઝાદ ભારતમાં થી આહીં આવી ફરી ગુલામ બની ગયો છું,
ને બધાંને એમ કે હું ફાવી ગયો છું,

ભગવાન, થોડી જીંદગી બાકી રાખજે કે મારા દેશમાં મારે જીવવું છે,
ફરી ટોળે વળી પેલા ગલ્લે બેસવું છે, ફરી સેવ ઉસળ પેટ ભરીને ઠોકવું છે,
બાઈક પર ત્રણ સવારી રખડવું છે,
ભગવાન, મારે ફરી મમ્મી નો લાડલો બની જવું છે,
પોતાના લોકોથી છુટો પડી ગયો છું,
ને બધાંને એમ કે હું ફાવી ગયો છું,

કોણ જાણે આ કેવા દેશમાં આવી ગયો છું, બધાંને એમ છે કે હું ફાવી ગયો છું..

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Mon, 06 Feb 2012 05:13:00 +0000

I ASKED TO GOD.....

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Wed, 25 Jan 2012 04:24:00 +0000

I asked God
To take away my pain
God said No
It's not for me to take away
But for you to give it up;

I asked God
To grant me patience
God said No
Patience is a by product of toil
It's not granted, it is earned;

I asked God
To give me happiness
God said No
I give you blessings
Happiness is up to you;

I asked God
To make my spirit grow
God said No
You must grow on your own
I will praise you
To make you fruitful;

I asked God
To help me 'love' others
As much as he loves me
God said ahh...H!
At last you have the idea.

GIRLS IN MY CIRCLE

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Fri, 30 Dec 2011 10:49:00 +0000

When I was little,
I used to believe in the concept of one best friend,
And then I started to become a woman.
And then I found out that if you allow your heart to open up,
God would show you the best in many friends.

One friend is needed when you're going through things with your man.
Another friend is needed when you're going through things with your mom.
Another will sit beside you in the bleachers as you delight in your children and their activities.
Another when you want to shop, share, heal, hurt, joke, or just be.
One friend will say, 'Let's cry together,'
Another , 'Let's fight together,'
Another , 'Let's walk away together.'

One friend will meet your spiritual need,
Another your shoe fetish,
Another your love for movies,
Another will be with you in your season of confusion,
Another will be your clarifier,
Another the wind beneath your wings.

But whatever their assignment in your life,
On whatever the occasion,
On whatever the day,
Or wherever you need them to meet you with their gym shoes on and hair pulled back,
Or to hold you back from making a complete fool of yourself ....
Those are your best friends.

It may all be wrapped up in one woman, But for many, it's wrapped up in several..
One from 7th grade,
One from high school,
Several from the college years,
A couple from old jobs,
On some days your mother,
On some days your neighbor,
On others, your sisters,
And on some days, your daughters.

So whether they've been a friend for 20 minutes or 20+ years,
AND ONLY IF YOU'D LIKE TO,
Pass this on to the women that God has placed in your life
To make a difference.

Thanks to a girl in my circle for sharing this...:)

Happy Diwali 2011!!

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Thu, 27 Oct 2011 11:10:00 +0000

Wish You All Happy Diwali!!

Time...

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Tue, 20 Sep 2011 09:26:00 +0000

If you had a bank that credited your account each morning with $86,400 - with no balance carried from day to day - what would you do? Well, you do have such a bank...time.

Every morning it credits you with 86,400 seconds. Every night it rules off as "lost" whatever you have failed to use toward good purposes. It carries over no balances and allows no overdrafts. You can't hoard it, save it, store it, loan it or invest it. You can only use it - time.

Humanity...

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Thu, 18 Aug 2011 10:00:00 +0000

It's a rainy day. I got a call from my friend and she asked whether there is a bus strike or anything today. I was not aware of that and was under impression that, may be BEST bus employees were also started supporting Anna and thus they went to called off a strike for a day. I was wrong it's their union strike related to pay.

But if that's the case, it would come in news with highlights as "BEST" is the major transportation and second life line of Mumbaikars. As suburban railways is the first life line of Mumbai, I suggested my friend to go by rail.

I go to office by bus mostly. Though my place is not so far from office, I used to take a bus for the same.I packed up early to leave for office as it could affect me too. My friend was saying that, buses are not stopped completely but the frequency is quite low. She has been waiting for a bus from an hour.

It's started raining and turned into heavy rain when I reached to bus stop. I thought to wait for a bus till 10 mins and then thought to have an auto. Autos are working but I am not getting it as it's coming filled from next stop.

Then sudden, a girl came in a car and asked me and another lady (standing on bus stand with me) for a lift. I was surprised and hesitate to sit at first place then I realized that I would be late to office so accepted her lift. She is going to railway station only. I accepted her lift and went with her. She asked for another lady too for lift but the lady was not going to station so I was the only one with her.

In general talk, I asked about bus strike and some other general stuff. It took hardly 5 to 10 mins from bus stand. I came to know that, she was going to pick up her dad to station.

I could not believe that Mumbai has all varieties of people.I found bad people and such good people who are ready to help other people in such situation.But such incidents make me believe in humanity and I can say humanity is still alive.I could not thank her publicly but wanted to share this incident with friends. I think people(human) has to believe in other human(people).

No need now for any Angiography or Bypass

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Fri, 12 Aug 2011 07:04:00 +0000

Natural therapy for opening the veins of the heart.
Please pass it to your colleagues or friends.

For Heart Vein opening:

Lemon juice 01 cup
Ginger juice 01 cup
Garlic juice 01 cup
Apple vinegar 01 cup

Mix all above and boil on low heat, approximately half hour, when it becomes 3 cups, take off stove and let cool. After cooling, mix 3 cups of natural honey and keep it in bottle.Every morning before breakfast use one Table spoon regularly. Your blockage of Vein's will open.
No need now for any Angiography or Bypass...

Please pass on this to your real well wishers...

Wishing you a healthy life..
Prof. Dr. S. Vikineswary

Guru Purnima...

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Fri, 15 Jul 2011 06:53:00 +0000

Guru Govind Dono Khade Kake Lagun Paya
Balihari Guru aapne, Govind diyon batay

Meaning - if the Guru and the Almighty God appears before you, to whom would you bow first? Saints have said, “Without a Satguru’s blessings you wouldn’t even recognise God.” Therefore, one must bow to the Satguru first.

Guru meaning a teacher. In Sanskrit a Guru is a person who takes you from darkness to light. There are various types of Teachers / Gurus. Everyone needs a Guru as there is no enlightenment / true knowledge without a Guru.

Main Gurus in our lives are:–

Our first Guru is the Parents. They bring us in this world and guide and make us independent by giving a basic knowledge of life - help us to walk, talk, eat, dress etc. and lead us to the second Guru.

The second Guru is a Teacher at school where we learn the art of communication and specialise in the topics of our choice.

The third Guru is called a “tilak Guru” a symbolic Dharma Guru as it is believed that a soul without a Dharma Guru is considered to be unholy.

The fourth Guru is Dharma Guru / Satguru – who would give the basic knowledge of life, religion (Dharma) and God and show the way to the salvation of the soul.
He is believed to be in direct contact with the Almighty and his blessings can get us out of the circle of life and death and give us the ultimate peace.
Satguru is like an Immigration Officer with an authority to grant visas to visit and explore the Govind Dham – self-realisation - travel beyond what we can see. Only Satguru can give us the vision to see the glory of the Almighty – open our third hidden spiritual eye.

We should strive to see what is ours – the Soul. We live in the age of science and we believe in only what we see or personally experience. The Soul cannot be seen by our naked eyes and although we can experience the Soul, we have no ability to recognise or identify the Soul. There cannot be true knowledge without the Satguru’s teaching. You may read a thousand books but you cannot gain the knowledge, which a Guru can give you.

We are like a blind person, in the spiritual world. If four blind persons were asked to identify an elephant each would describe the elephant as that part of the elephant they may have touched. E.g. the one who touches a leg would describe the elephant as being like a pillar, the one who touches the trunk would say the elephant was like a rope, the one who touches the tail may say it was like a broom and the one who touches the body would say it was like a barrel of grain. All of them would be wrong. Only the person with the full view of the elephant could fully describe the elephant. Likewise the Satguru is the only person who has the full knowledge and vision, of the life, and can explain the mystery of life and death.

Therefore, we need Gurus to take us through various stages in life to achieve the ultimate goal.

Once you have accepted someone as a Guru it becomes that Guru’s responsibility to provide you with the necessary knowledge to see you through your life. Just as a teacher at a school would teach and help you to get through your exams, a Guru would work for you throughout the year and try to make you see the light of life. Therefore, Disciples have nominated a full moon day in a year called “Gurupurnima” when each Disciple would pay respect and bow to his Guru, bathe the Guru’s feet, as a sign of submission and offer him a gift (dakshina) in appreciation of the knowledge and blessings received from the Guru during the year which will take the Disciple from darkness to light. That is the importance of the GURUPURNIMA

Reference: http://www.ramapir.org/ramapir_gurupurnima.html

નારી તું નારાયણી

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Wed, 09 Mar 2011 04:53:00 +0000

Dedicated to all women
on occasion of 100th International Women's Day (8th March 2011)

પૃથ્વી પર ઈશ્વરને નિમંત્રણ આપે, નારી તું નારાયણી
તારા થકી તો ઈશ્વર ઘરમાં આવે, નારી તું નારાયણી

અજવાળાં સૂરજ અઢળક છો રેલાવે પણ ઘરમાં હો અંધારૂ
તારા વિના તો સૂરજ પણ ના ફાવે, નારી તું નારાયણી

તારા આ સરજેલા દેવળમાં વસવાની કોની ઈચ્છા ના હો ?
તારે ખોળે તો જીવન કીર્તન પામે નારી તું નારાયણી

નારીના હૈયે ઊછળતાં ઉમંગો જોઈને દરિયો બોલે ,
આખે આખો દરિયો તું તો છલકાવે, નારી તું નારાયણી

મારા મનની પાગલ ઝંઝાઓને કોણ આવી ને સમજાવે?
એ શમશે તું જો આવે આ દરવાજે, નારી તું નારાયણી

- અમિત ત્રિવેદી

PUT THE GLASS DOWN !

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Mon, 03 Jan 2011 09:02:00 +0000

Professor began his class by holding up a glass with some water in it. He held it up for all to see & asked the students

"How much do you think this glass weighs?"

'50gms!' ..... '100gms!' .....'125gms' ...the students answered.

"I really don't know unless I weigh it," said the professor, "but, my question is:

What would happen if I held it up like this for a few minutes?"

'Nothing' ..the students said.

'Ok what would happen if I held it up like this for an hour?' the professor asked.

'Your arm would begin to ache' said one of the student

"You're right, now what would happen if I held it for a day?"

"Your arm could go numb, you might have severe muscle stress & paralysis & have to go to hospital for sure!"

.. ventured another student & all the students laughed

"Very good.
But during all this, did the weight of the glass change?"

asked the professor.

'No'. Was the answer.

"Then what caused the arm ache & the muscle stress?"

The students were puzzled.

"What should I do now to come out of pain?" asked professor again.

"Put the glass down!" said one of the students

"Exactly!" said the professor.

Life's problems are something like this.

Hold it for a few minutes in your head & they seem OK.

Think of them for a long time & they begin to ache.

Hold it even longer & they begin to paralyze you. You will not be able to do anything..

It's important to think of the challenges or problems in your life,

But EVEN MORE IMPORTANT is to 'PUT THEM DOWN' at the end of every day before You go to sleep...

That way, you are not stressed, you wake up every day fresh &strong & can handle any issue, any challenge that comes your way!

So, when you leave office today,
Remember to ' PUT THE GLASS DOWN ! '

IAS TOPPERS ANSWERS

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Fri, 31 Dec 2010 11:11:00 +0000

Q. How can you drop a raw egg onto a concrete floor without cracking it?
A. Concrete floors are very hard to crack! (UPSC Topper)

Q. If it took eight men ten hours to build a wall, how long would it take four men to build it?
A. No time at all it is already built. (UPSC 23 Rank Opted for IFS)

Q. If you had three apples and four oranges in one hand and four apples and three oranges in the other hand, what would you have?
A. Very large hands. (Good one) (UPSC 11 Rank Opted for IPS)

Q. How can you lift an elephant with one hand?
A. It is not a problem, since you will never find an elephant with one hand. (UPSC Rank 14 Opted for IES)

Q. How can a man go eight days without sleep?
A. No Probs , He sleeps at night. (UPSC IAS Rank 98)

Q. If you throw a red stone into the blue sea what it will become?
A. It will Wet or Sink as simple as that. (UPSC IAS Rank 2)

Q. What looks like half apple ?
A: The other half. (UPSC - IAS Topper )

Q. What can you never eat for breakfast ?
A: Dinner.

Q. What happened when wheel was invented ?
A: It caused a revolution.

Q. Bay of Bengal is in which state?
A: Liquid (UPSC 33Rank )

Below are the Interview Questions, which were asked in HR Round.....

No one will GET second chance to impress....

Very very Impressive Questions and Answers..... ...

Question 1:

You are driving along in your car on a wild, stormy night,
it's raining heavily, when suddenly you pass by a bus stop, and you see
three people waiting for a bus:

An old lady who looks as if she is about to die.
An old friend who once saved your life.
The perfect partner you have been dreaming about.

Which one would you choose to offer a ride to, knowing very well that

there could only be one passenger in your car?

This is a moral/ethical dilemma that was once actually used as part of a
job application.

* You could pick up the old lady, because she is going to die, and thus
you should save her first;

* or you could take the old friend because he once saved your life, and
this would be the perfect chance to! pay him back.

* However, you may never be able to find your perfect mate again.
The candidate who was hired (out of 200 applicants) had no trouble coming

up with his answer. Guess what was his answer?

He simply answered:

"I would give the car keys to my Old friend and let him take the lady to
the hospital. I would stay behind and wait for the bus with the partner
of my dreams."

Sometimes, we gain more if we are able to give up our stubborn thought
limitations. Never forget to "Think Outside of the Box."

Question 2:

What will you do if I run away with your sister?"
The candidate who was selected answered " I will not get a better match
for my sister than you sir"

Question 3:

Interviewer (to a student girl candidate) - What is one morning you woke up & found that you were pregnant.

Girl - I will be very excited and take an off, to celebrate with my husband.

Normally an unmarried girl will be shocked to hear this, but she managed
it well. Why I should think it in the wrong way, she said later when asked

Question 4:

Interviewer: He ordered a cup of coffee for the candidate. Coffee arrived
kept before the candidate, then he asked what is before you?

Candidate: Instantly replied "Tea"

He got selected.

You know how and why did he say "TEA" when he knows very well that coffee
was kept before.

(Answer: The question was "What is before you (U - alphabet) Reply was

"TEA" ( T - alphabet)

Alphabet "T" was before Alphabet "U"

Question 5:

Where Lord Rama would have celebrated his "First Diwali"?
People will start thinking of Ayodya, Mitila [Janaki's place], Lanka
etc...

But the logic is, Diwali was a celebrated as a mark of Lord Krishna
Killing N arakasura. In Dusavataar, Krishnavatha ar comes after
Raamavathaar.

So, Lord Rama would not have celebrated the Diwali At all!

Question 6:

The interviewer asked to the candidate "This is your last question of the
interview. Please tell me the exact position of the center of this table
where u have kept your files."

Candidate confidently put one of his finger at some point at the table
and told that this was the central point at the table.

Interviewer asked how did u get to know that this being the central point
of this table, then he answers quickly that

"sir u r not likely to ask any more question, as it was the last question
that u promised to ask....."

And hence, he was selected as because of his quick-wittedness. .......

This is What Interviewer expects from the Interviewee. ...

"THINK OUT OF BOX"

One of the nice DD ads...

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Fri, 31 Dec 2010 04:01:00 +0000

Respect Our Values

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Tue, 28 Dec 2010 06:21:00 +0000

Merry Chritsmas to All

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Sat, 25 Dec 2010 04:30:00 +0000

Roshan hui raat vo aasmaan se utar ke zameen pe aaya
Roshan hui raat mariyam ka beta mohabbat ke sandese laaya
Duniya mein vo meherbaan saath laaya sachchayee ke ujaale
Duniya mein banke maseeyah vo aaya ki humko toofan se bachaale
Roshan hui raat vo aasmaan se utar ke zameen pe aaya
Utar ke zameen pe aaye
Roshan hui raat mariyam ka beta mohabbat ke sandese laaya
Mohabbat ke sandese laaya

Vo aaya seene se unko lagaane jo hain yahaan beshaare
Vo aaye baahon mein unko chhupaane jo hain yahaan gum ke maare
Roshan hui raat jab jagmagaaya poorab dalan ka sitaara
Roshan hui raat humne khuda se mariyam ne sunli pukaara
Roshan hui raat vo aasmaan se utar ke zameen pe aaya
Utar ke zameen pe aaye
Roshan hui raat mariyam ka beta mohabbat ke sandese laaya
Mohabbat ke sandese laaya
Roshan hui raat vo aasmaan se utar ke zameen pe aaya
Utar ke zameen pe aaye
Roshan hui raat mariyam ka beta mohabbat ke sandese laaya
Mohabbat ke sandese laaya

Reference : lyrics by Javed Akhtar

One Bedroom Flat …Story of a Software Engineer

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Wed, 22 Dec 2010 11:49:00 +0000

As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in Software Engineer and joined a company based in USA the land of braves and opportunity. When I arrived in the USA it was as if a dream had come true.

Here at last I was in the place where I want to be. I decided I would be staying in this country for about Five years in which time I would have earned enough money to settle down in India.

My father was a government employee and after his retirement, the only asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat. I wanted to do some thing more than him. I started feeling homesick and lonely as the time passed. I used to call home and speak to my parents every week using cheap international phone cards. Two years passed, two years of Burgers at McDonald's and pizzas and discos and 2 years watching the foreign exchange rate getting happy whenever the Rupee value went down.

Finally I decided to get married. Told my parents that I have only 10 days of holidays and everything must be done within these 10 days. I got my ticket booked in the cheapest flight. Was jubilant and was actually enjoying hopping for gifts for all my friends back home. If I miss anyone then there will be talks. After reaching home I spent home oneweek going through all the photographs of girls and as the time was getting shorter I was forced to select one candidate.

In-laws told me, to my surprise, that I would have to get married in 2-3 days, as I will not get anymore holidays. After the marriage, it was time to return to USA, after giving some money to my parents and telling the neighbors to look after them, we returned to USA.

My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she started feeling lonely. The frequency of calling India increased to twice in a week sometimes 3 times a week. Our savings started diminishing.
After two more years we started to have kids. Two lovely kids, a boy and a girl, were gifted to us by the almighty. Every time I spoke to my parents, they asked me to come to India so that they can see their grand-children.

Every year I decide to go to India But part work part monetary conditions prevented it. Years went by and visiting India was a distant dream. Then suddenly one day I got a message that my parents were seriously sick. I tried but I couldn't get any holidays and thus couldn’t go to India. The next message I got was my parents had passed away and as there was no one to do the last rights the society members had done whatever they could. I was depressed. My parents had passed away without seeing their grand children.

After couple more years passed away, much to my children's dislike and my wife's joy we returned to India to settle down. I started to look for a suitable property, but to my dismay my savings were short and the property prices had gone up during all these years. I had to return to the USA.

My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to stay in India. My 2 children and I returned to USA after promising my wife I would be back for good after two years.

Time passed by, my daughter decided to get married to an American and my son was happy living in USA I decided that had enough and wound-up every thing and returned to India I had just enough money to buy a decent 02 bedroom flat in a well-developed locality.

Now I am 60 years old and the only time I go out of the flat is for the routine visit to the nearby temple. My faithful wife has also left me and gone to the holy abode.

Sometimes I wondered was it worth all this? My father, even after staying in India had a house to his name and I too have the same nothing more.

** I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA BEDROOM. **

Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing.
This damned cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these children are losing their values and culture because of it. I get occasional cards from my children asking I am alright. Well at least they remember me.

Now perhaps after I die it will be the neighbors again who will be performing my last rights, God Bless them.

** But the question still remains 'was all this worth it? 'I am still searching for an answer................!!!!*

Reference: I read it on some other blog but can't stop myself to share here.

Happy Diwali!!!

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Thu, 04 Nov 2010 05:00:00 +0000

We meditate on the glory of the creator
Who has created the universe;
Who is worthy of worship;
Who is the embodiment of knowledge and
Who is the remover of all sin and ignorance;
May He enlighten our intellect.

I'm the….. SOFTWARE ENGINEER....

noreply@blogger.com (Krishna) — Thu, 04 Nov 2010 04:25:00 +0000

All of you who have seen the movie ‘Wednesday’... will love these rephrased Naseerudin Shah’s Dialogue...

Project Manager Rathore : kaun ho tum..??? kya pehcan hai tumhari?

Unkonwn Caller : Kaun hoon mein...mein vo hu jo aaj committment karne se darta hai, Mein vo hoon jo aaj ghar jaane se darta ha, ye soch ke kahin ghar wale pehchanne se inkar na kar de...

mein vo hoon jo, aaj job change karta hai to sochta hai ki kahin recession mein mujhe company se na nikal de..

mein vo hoon jiski biwi usse friday ko dus bar phone karti hai, "kya kar rahe ho..?? kaam jyada hai..?? thak gaye ho..?? "
mera haal poochne ke liye ya kaam poochne ke liye nahi, rathore saab... balki vo ye jaanaa chahti hai ki... kahin hamesha ki tarah end moment pe
boss ke bulane pe mein saturdary ko bhi office to nahi ja raha...

mein vo hoon jo breakfast ke time pe dinner karta hai, lunch time pe breakfast karta hai, dinner ke time pe lunch karta hai.. vo bhi time mil jae to...

mein vo hoon jo aksar phasta hain
kabhi Interviews ke sawaal mey phasta hai , kabhi Badi companiyon ke jaal mey phasta hai, kabhi boss aur client ke bawaal mey fasta hai.

Walk-In ki bheed to dekhi hogi aapne rathore saab... us bheed mein se koi bhi chehra chun lijie.. mein vo hoon..

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I'm the….. SOFTWARE ENGINEER....