I, Me ,Myself and my Muses.

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2008-03-13T23:25:00.000-07:00

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2007-09-20T08:47:00.001-07:00

How do you define something to be correct? While it may seem to be the right thing to do for you it may not be for another person...what then does distinguishes the good from the bad??

Basing judgements on perception is the single and probably the most heinous crime one can commit but then what does one have for himself besides his perception and his understanding of the things around him.

2007-08-12T01:32:00.000-07:00

if you had wings
where would you fly
for the sky is reachless
there will always be something high.

why is it the stars that you constantly chase
who is it you so very try to please
emotions are but a maze
the deeper you delve the deeper it sways.

Politics?

2007-03-07T13:10:00.001-08:00

A small boy asks his Dad, What is politics?"

Dad says, "Well son, let me try to explain it this way: I'm the breadwinner of the family, so let's call me Capitalism. Your Mom, she's the administrator of the money, so we'll call her the Government. We're here to take care of your needs, so we'll call you the People. The nanny, we'll consider her the Working Class. And your baby brother, we'll call him the Future. Now, think about that and see if that makes sense."

So the the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said. Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper. So the little boy goes to his parents' room and finds his mother sound asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room. Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed.

The next morning, the little boy says to his father, "Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now. "The father says, "Good, son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about". The little boy replies, "Well, while Capitalism is screwing the Working Class, the Government is sound asleep, the People are being ignored and the Future is in Deep Shit".

marketing fundaes..

2007-03-07T12:56:00.000-08:00

A Professor at one of the IIM's (INDIA) was explaining marketing
concepts to the Students:-

1. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say: "I am
very rich. Marry me!" - That's Direct Marketing

2. You're at a party with a bunch of friends and see a gorgeous girl.
One of your friends goes up to her and pointing at you says: "He's very
rich. Marry him." - That's Advertising

3. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and get her
telephone number. The next day, you call and say: "Hi, I'm very rich.
Marry me." - That's Telemarketing

4. You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl. You get up and straighten
your tie, you walk up to her and pour her a drink, you open the door
(of the car) for her, pick up her bag after she drops it, offer her
ride
and then say:"By the way, I'm rich. Will you marry me?" - That's Public
Relations

5. You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl. She walks up to you and
says: "You are very rich! Can you marry ! me?" - That's Brand
Recognition

6. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say: "I am
very rich. Marry me!" She gives you a nice hard slap on your face. -
That's Customer Feedback

7. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say: "I
am very rich. Marry me!" And she introduces you to her husband. -
That's demand and supply gap

8. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and before you
say anything, another person come and tell her: "I'm rich. Will you
marry
me?" and she goes with him - That's Competition eating into your market
share

9. You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and before you
say: "I'm rich, Marry me!" your wife arrives. - That's restriction for
entering new markets

Some Snippets Kshitij 2007..(ctd.)

2007-02-27T04:42:00.000-08:00

The Tech-Quila- Move over Perpz!

Long Hairs and me- A ponytail..[:D]

Me with Khurana aka Publi..

The Arena- Vow that waas bbbigggg..

The arena again- A distant view

Some Snippets Kshitij 2007(ctd.)

2007-02-27T04:05:00.000-08:00

Some randon pics..

2007-02-25T05:57:00.000-08:00

With the sun behind us, we dont need no more!

A smile that has caught up!

ulta-pulta
Looking directly up!
Freaks!

Your echo..Life?

2007-02-20T05:38:00.001-08:00

"A son and his father were walking on the mountains.
Suddenly, his son falls, hurts himself and screams: "AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" To his surprise, he hears the voice repeating, somewhere in the mountain: AAAhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Curious, he yells: "Who are you?"
He receives the answer: "Who are you?"
And then he screams to the mountain: "I admire you!"
The voice answers: "I admire you!"
Angered at the response, he screams: "Coward!"
He receives the answer: "Coward!"
He looks to his father and asks: "What's going on?"
The father smiles and says: "My son, pay attention."
Again the man screams: "You are a champion!"
The voice answers: "You are a champion!"
The boy is surprised, but does not understand.

Then the father explains: "People call this ECHO, but really this is LIFE.It gives you back everything you say or do.Our life is simply a reflection of our actions.
If you want more love in the world, create more love in your heart.If you want more competence in your team, improve your competence.This relationship applies to everything, in all aspects of life;Life will give you back everything you have given to it."

Moral: YOUR LIFE IS NOT A COINCIDENCE. IT'S A REFLECTION OF YOU!" (Author Unknown)

Cracked Pots Everyone?

2007-02-20T05:24:00.000-08:00

A very common story telling about the fallacies of one and all and how you can get it over with inspite of all those short-comings if only you believe you have it in you.

Not my original production though the story is one hell of a touching one for sure!!
Well here it goes..

A water bearer in India had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.

At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house.

Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments, perfect for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.

After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. "I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you. I have been able to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your house. Because of my flaws, you have to do a lot of this work, and you don't get full value from your efforts," the pot said.

The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw, and I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you've watered them.

For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house."

Moral: Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots. But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our lives together so very interesting and rewarding

Each with his own Perspective..

2007-02-20T05:13:00.000-08:00

One day a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose of showing his son how poor people live.They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"

"It was great, Dad."

"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.

"Oh yeah," said the son.

"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.

The son answered: "I saw that we have one dog and they had four.We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end.We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.We buy our food, but they grow theirs.We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."

The boy's father was speechless.

Then his son added, "Thanks, Dad, for showing me how poor we are."

Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have.

Its All you afterall...

2007-02-20T05:02:00.000-08:00

An elderly Carpenter was ready to retire. He told his Employer-Contractor of his plans to leave the house building business and live a more leisurely life with his wife enjoying his extended family. He would miss the paycheck, but he needed to retire. They could get by.

The Contractor was sorry to see his good worker go and asked if he could build just one more house as a personal favor. The Carpenter said yes, but in time it was easy to see that his heart was not in his work. He resorted to shoddy workmanship and used inferior materials. It was an unfortunate way to end his career.

When the Carpenter finished his work the builder came to inspect the house, the Contractor handed the front-door key to the Carpenter. "This is your house," he said, "my gift to you."

What a shock! What a shame! If he had only know he was building his own house, he would have done it all so differently. Now he had to live in the home he had built none to well.

So it is with us. We build our lives in a distracted way, reacting rather than acting, willing to put up less than the best. At important points we do not give the job our best effort. Then with a shock we look at the situation we have created and find that we are now living in the house we have built. If we had realized, we would have done it differently.

Think of yourself as the Carpenter. Think about your house. Each day you hammer a nail, place a board, or erect a wall. Build wisely. It is the only life you will ever build. Even if you live it for only one day more, that day deserves to be lived graciously and with dignity. The plaque on the wall says, "Life is a do-it-yourself project."

Who could say it more clearly? Your life today is the result of your attitudes and choices in the past. Your life tommorrow will be the result of your attitudes and choices you make today

Story de morale..

2007-01-06T14:56:00.000-08:00

There are humorous ways of telling things with a serious backdrop, the morale has to be dug and the evident part is absent. I found some of them to be really good..

A crow was sitting on a tree, doing nothing all day. A small rabbit saw
the crow, and asked him, "Can I also sit like you and do nothing all
day long?" The crow answered: "Sure, why not." So, the rabbit sat on the
ground below the crow, and rested. All of a sudden, a fox appeared,
jumped on the rabbit and ate it.

Gist(for those feebleminded individuals): To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting
very, very high up.

Another one goes like this..

A turkey was chatting with a bull. "I would love to be able to get to
the top of that tree," sighed the turkey, "but I haven't got the
energy." "Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?" replied the
bull. "They're packed with nutrients. "The turkey pecked at a lump of dung
and found that it actually gave him enough strength to reach the first
branch of the tree.The next day, after eating some more dung, he
reached the second branch. Finally after a fortnight, there he was proudly
perched at the top of the tree. Soon the turkey was promptly spotted by a
farmer, who shot him out of the tree.

Morale: Bullshit might get you to the top, but it won't keep
you there.

When the body was first made, all the parts wanted to be Boss. The
Brain said, "I should be Boss because I control the whole body's responses
and functions." The feet said, "We should be Boss as we carry the brain
about and get him to where he wants to go." The hands said, "We should
be the Boss because we do all the work and earn all the money." And so
it went on and on with the heart, the lungs and the eyes -- until
finally the asshole spoke up. All the parts laughed at the idea of the
asshole being the Boss. So the asshole went on strike, blocked itself up and
refused to work. Within a short time the eyes became crossed, the hands clenched, the feet twitched,the heart and lungs began to panic and the brain fevered. Eventually they all decided that the asshole should be the Boss, so the motion was passed. All the other parts did all the work while the Boss just sat and passed out the shit!

Lesson: You don\'t need brains to be a Boss - any asshole can do.