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]]> http://archie.lipsmusic.net/archives/2009/07/08/personal/sea-anemones-at-montery-bay/feed/ http://archie.lipsmusic.net/archives/2009/07/03/personal/my-d60/ http://archie.lipsmusic.net/archives/2009/07/03/personal/my-d60/#comments Fri, 03 Jul 2009 00:57:07 +0000 Archana http://archie.lipsmusic.net/archives/2009/07/03/personal/my-d60/ I always wanted to own one and finally I got my hands on Nikon D60 DSLR. Yay!! Can’t be any happier than this. I was 16 or 17 (I guess), when I used to see the travel and discovery channel and was always in awe at how those photographers took such beautiful and breathtaking pictures, not to mention my father. He had such great interest in photography. He loved photography and wanted to pursue it seriously. Back then owning a SLR camera was a huge deal, my father said. Taking that hobby to next level was a little expensive and so he decided to drop the idea. Though he never uttered a single word about his passion for photography, somehow, I seem to have inherited that passion.

It all started when my husband and I visited Seattle. I was randomly clicking pictures with my cell phone when my sister-in-law passed a comment. She saw all my pictures and said, you click so well, you are so good. That’s when it struck a chord that may be I should and since then, I always wanted to own one of those SLR cameras, especially the Nikon D40.

Thanks to Uday. He made my dream come true (owning a SLR)

Location: Lake Elizabeth

But for some rashis it is said that the Solar eclipse will have a bad effect on them and in favor for some rashis. I stumbled upon this site Hindupad. Its got all the information one needs, like the Do’s and Don’ts on Solar & Lunar eclipse, the stotras or mantras that you need to chant etc.

Here is their website: Hindupad - the effect of sampoorn Surya Grahanam on various rashis or zodiac signs

I sure did have a good stomach ache.

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This is a short story written by Dr Kishore Shah….he is a gynaecologist in Pune and a very gifted writer….enjoy this extremely funny story.

My wife is an ENT Surgeon while I am a Gynaecologist. This can lead to some complications, as I recently learned to my anguish. A General Practitioner called me up and told me that she is sending a patient of hers for an abortion. Unknown to me, she had also referred a female with earwax for removal of the wax to my wife.I duly informed the receptionist to send the patient right in as she was expected (and expecting!) As Murphy lays down the laws of our hospital, it was but natural that the patient who wanted the wax removed from her ear, landed up with me. This is the conversation that I had with the patient.

“Please come in. Be seated.” I said with a big smile. I always have a big smile, when I am going to earn some money. The patient gave a feeble smile and sat hesitantly on the edge of the chair. “Relax.”

“Doctor, will this hurt a lot?”

“Not at all.”

The patient relaxed visibly. “You know something, Doctor, we tried removing it at home, but failed.” I was shocked. “Thank God. Trying this at home can cause serious complications. ”
“I first tried to remove it by jumping up and down, but it just wouldn’t budge.”

I smiled and said, “If it were that easy, who would need doctors?”

She gave a cute smile and said, “Yeah! My neighbour tried to remove it with
his finger, but the hole is so small that he used a hair pin.”

“Oh my God!”

“Yes! My mother even tried a matchstick.”

My blood pressure was shooting skywards. I just sputtered without uttering
a word.

“Tell me, doctor, how do I avoid getting this dirt inside me?”

I knew that it was an unwanted pregnancy, but calling it dirt was too much. I replied a bit angrily, “There are tablets which can prevent this happening. Or you could use protection at night.”
Now it was the patient’s turn to be confused, “You mean to say that it happens only at night?”

I saw her point. “No! No! I meant anytime of the day, whenever you are in the mood, you should use protection.”

She was even more confused, “It depends on my moods?” Again I saw her point. “My mistake. You need not be in any sort of mood. It just happens.”

“My neighbour advised me to go to one of those chaps who sit by the roadside.”

“You mean that pin man?”

“Yeah!”

This neighbour of hers seemed to be a very dangerous man. Besides using pins, he was sending her to such quacks. The only safety he knew was among the pins. “You were wise not to heed his advice.” “But I tried his other advice. He told me to put warm oil inside and wait. However, that also did not work.”

This was getting more and more bizarre. Her neighbour deserved to be locked up either in a padded cell or a barred one.

“But have you taken your husband’s permission?”

Now the patient looked confused. “Do I have to take my husband’s permission? Because if you need his sign, he is working in Dubai . We were not able to meet for the last one year.”

It was my turn to be shocked. I gave a sly smirk. It was one of ‘those’ cases. The pin-wielding neighbour seemed to me the usual suspect. I reassured her. “No! No! The husband’s sign is not at all needed.”

“However, I did inform him on phone.”

Her husband seemed to me a very broad-minded fellow. I didn’t know whether to congratulate her or to commiserate with her. So I hastily turned to other aspects. “Its good that you came a bit early.”

“Actually I wanted to come early in the morning, but I had some other work.”

“Oh! I did not mean early today. I meant that if you had delayed this removal, it would have started moving. Then it would have developed a heartbeat.” The patient was staring at me wide eyed as if watching a horror movie. Looking at her face, I decided that she was not fit to listen to the grotesque details. I decided to relieve her a bit. I said, “You will bleed a bit, but only for a few days.”

By now, the poor patient was trembling, “how-H-How much bleeding?”

“Oh, only slightly more than your menstrual period, and it will continue only for a week or so.”

By now the patient was clutching her hair in her fingers and staring at me wide-eyed. I asked her soothingly, “Why don’t you lie down on the examination table? Remove your clothes and relax.”

This was the final straw. She didn’t even wish me goodbye. I saw just a blur of motion leaving my consulting room at top speed.

How Much “Meddling” Is Iran Actually Doing in Iraq?

Diplomacy With Iran Actually Works

Will Iran actually realize a viable nuclear power industry?

Would Iran Actually Use The Bomb?

Questions and lots of them and not much time to contemplate while policy makers all over the world rush to find the right needle to make that stitch in time while no one really knows if it really would save nine more later on.

Go on read it:

“The Bhutanese researchers have come up with a set of mathematical formulae that can measure jealousy, sexual misconduct and apathy toward reciting prayers among others.

vey, Haa was the happiest district with an index of 0.8273 and Dagana the least happy with an index of 0.8026. The measure of GNH indicators can serve as evaluative tools against any kind of initiative before it is implemented. It can be used to know in advance whether the initiative is in tandem with the principles of GNH, CBS said. “The CBS has come up with a set of proGNH screening tools and recommends all government policies and programmes to undergo the exercise before it is implemented. We have submitted a proposal for the same to the GNH Commission,” said Zangmo Karma Tshiteem, Secretary of GNH Commission.“

Courtesy: Deccan Chronicle ePaper

The power of the man is in the power of his mind. The power of his mind is in the power of his subconscious mind. The power of his subconscious mind is in the power of his subconscious beliefs. And, it is these subconscious beliefs that lift man to his greatness.

When I was a toddler, someone gave me a little Tea Set as a gift, and it was one of my favorite toys. My father was in the living room engrossed in the evening news when I brought him a little cup of tea, which was just water, of course.

A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes out. The Genie says, “I’ll give each of you just one wish.” “Me first! Me first!” says the admin clerk. “I want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the world.” Puff! She’s gone. “Me next! Me next!” says the sales rep. “I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life.” Puff! He’s gone. “OK, you’re up,” the Genie says to the manager. The manager says, “I want those two back in the office after lunch.”

Management Lesson: Always let your boss have the first say.

Management Lesson:
(1) Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.
(2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.
(3) And when you’re in deep shit, it’s best to keep your mouth shut!