AUGUST27,2012
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                             KALIYUG
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  It appears that KALIYUG has completely set in. We are experiencing it's ill effects.The air is too thick with the pathetic groans and moans of the hapless and helpless people who are unable to make both ends meet owing to unbridled upward flight of the prices of all the essential commodities.But who cares and who bothers? Friends are turning into fiends.Rampant corruption,blatant misuse of power and flagrant violations of the rules and laws are ascending with geometrical progression. Every one is busy in grinding his own axe.
Corruption,the all round deleterious effects of which are well known in our country has spread its cancerous tentacles practially in every arena of the power structure.The common fplk sulk and suffer but can do nothing to alter their hard conditions of living.
AS per our sacred PURANS,more perilious times shall come.For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous,boasters,proud, blashphemers, disobedient, unthankful, unlucky, wiyhout natural affection, truce-breakers, false accusers, incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good, traitors, heady, highminded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of GOD.
  For them punishment shall be more manly than forgiveness. They shall believe in,"Both eyes for an eye,many lives for a life." Looters, murderers,cads and cruel shall rule the roost.Gentle, kind hearted, disciplined and peace loving people shall suffer the ordeal.
Nothing can be done except to think deplorably "QUO VADIS"mankind?

गलियों  में  सजा इलाहाबाद
लज्जत से रचा इलाहाबाद
           मक्खन की सुबह इलाहाबाद
           रबङी की शाम इलाहाबाद
           आयें जनाब इलाहाबाद
           गंगा किनारे बसा इलाहाबाद
लस्सी पे मचल जाइये
कुल्फी पे पिघल  जाइये
फालूदे में उलझकर फिर
गोलगप्पे से जा टकराइये
               कचौरी कि जान इसमें
               मिठाइयो की बेइंतेहा किस्में
               मैंगो शेक की बङी रस्में
               पान की गिलौरी पे खायें कसमें
सुलाकी के लड्डु से रंगत
बर्फ  के गोलों की ठंडक
टिक्की बताशों की संगत
दिल कि पूरी हुयी मन्नत
               आलू पे हरी धनिया
               शिकंजी पे झूमी दुनिया
               दशहरी खाके बनिए आम
               कुल्फी खाके होए बदनाम
आयें जनाब इलाहाबाद
गंगा किनारे बसा इलाहाबाद
गलियों  में  सजा इलाहाबाद
लज्जत से रचा इलाहाबाद
हम सब की शान है इलाहाबाद

The wise parrot0

THE WISE PARROT
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   Once a learned pedagogue went to a shop dealing in birds to cop a nice parrot.Selecting a parrot, he asked the shopkeeper," Are you sure this parrot does not scream or yell?"The shopkeeper responded,"Oh no,it is a very religious parrot.Look at those strings on his legs.When you pull the right string,it chants prayers and when you pull the left one,it starts humming melodious songs."
    Quite impressed, the pedagogue blurted out," What happens when you yank both the strings simultaneously?"
   Instead of the shopkeeper, the parrot screamed," I tumble down,you stupid nincompoop!"

WHEN I FELT ASHAMED
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In my 10th standard, one of my classmates was a habitual stutterer. Whenever he faltered and fumbled while speaking, we would cachinnate heartily. Some boys would ridicule him, make fun of him and always hectored him. I, too, would play band music in unison with them in hurling mocking innuendoes at him. No one liked to talk with him.Notwithstanding, he tried to befriend me, but I always snubbed him rudely. Yet he carried himself confidently and very well.
   One day I had a kerfuffle with some boys over a game. We indulged into a frightful argument. As I was alone and losing the argument, this boy took up cudgel on my behalf and rescued me with his witty points. I was stunned and speechless and felt utterly ashamed and rueful at my uncouth behaviour towards him !!

First hubby

MOST DISGUSTING
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  It is most deplorable,lamentable and reprehensible that all the evil forces (Pseudo secularists) have joined hands together to stall Modi from coming to power by accusing him with baseless and unjustifiable charges.They are trying their level best to camouflage their own shameful and spiteful misdeeds by the curtain of blatant lies and cries.But they must not forget that their fabrics of lies would be torn to tatters by the harassed,persecuted and tormented gullible people in this election.Needless to say they deserve to be wiped out lock,stock and barrel.

                             JAAGO PUBLIC JAAGO!!

No doubt we are at loggerheads with Nature. We are drifting farther and farther away from Nature and our lives have become very alienated from the laws of Nature.
We live surrounded by crowds of other people, in small rooms or apartments with practically no sunshine or ventilation. We squander most of our waking hours sitting down, with very little physical labour.Our victuals are highly processed and are totally different from how it is found in nature.
We are in almost constant motion at very high speed.We are breathing in air full of pollutants.We are drinking contaminated water , eating food seeped in chemicals and living in surroundings  that are disgusting dirty !!
  WHAT AN IRONY !

Myth or reality

MYTH    OR    REALITY
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      If a cat crosses your path, halt! Wait till someone else passes ahead of you and then only should you continue with your jaunt.Who knows what may happen to you if you are the first one to cross the cat's trail!
     If you are leaving the house and someone calls you back for something, you had better jettison your programme for that day.If you go ahead with it,you will only flop and flounder.
     If an owl dwells somewhere near your house,block your ears.If you hear the hooting of an owl, someone will fall sick.
     If you hear a dog whining,get ready to start mourning because someone close to you is going to perish.
      I wonder whether you believe any of these things.Are these myths or reality ?

MYTH    OR    REALITY
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      If a cat crosses your path, halt! Wait till someone else passes ahead of you and then only should you continue with your jaunt.Who knows what may happen to you if you are the first one to cross the cat's trail!
     If you are leaving the house and someone calls you back for something, you had better jettison your programme for that day.If you go ahead with it,you will only flop and flounder.
     If an owl dwells somewhere near your house,block your ears.If you hear the hooting of an owl, someone will fall sick.
     If you hear a dog whining,get ready to start mourning because someone close to you is going to perish.
      I wonder whether you believe any of these things.Are these myths or reality ?

[04/04, 17:01] Amitabh Srivastava: The English Lesson by Richard Krogh Published in the 1800s We'll begin with box, and the plural is boxes; But the plural of ox should be oxen, not oxes. Then one fowl is goose, but two are called geese Yet the plural of moose should never be meese. You may find a lone mouse or a whole lot of mice, But the plural of house is houses, not hice. If the plural of man is always called men, When couldn't the plural of pan be called pen? The cow in the plural may be cows or kine, But the plural of vow is vows, not vine. And I speak of a foot, and you show me your feet, But I give a boot - would a pair be called beet? If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth, Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth? If the singular is this and plural is these, Why shouldn't the plural of kiss be nicknamed kese? Then one may be that, and three may be those, Yet the plural of hat would never be hose; We speak of a brother, and also of brethren, But though we say mother, we never say methren. The masculine pronouns are he, his and him, But imagine the feminine she, shis, and shim! So our English, I think you will all agree, Is the trickiest language you ever did see. I take it you already know Of tough and bough and cough and dough? Others may stumble, but not you On hiccough, thorough, slough, and through? Well done! And now you wish, perhaps To learn of less familiar traps? Beware of heard, a dreadful word That looks like beard and sounds like bird. And dead; it's said like bed, not bead; For goodness sake, don't call it deed! Watch out for meat and great and threat, (they rhyme with suite and straight and debt) A moth is not a moth in mother. Nor both in bother, broth in brother. And here is not a match for there. And dear and fear for bear and pear. And then there's dose and rose and lose -- Just look them up -- and goose and choose. And cork and work and card and ward, And font and front and word and sword. And do and go, then thwart and cart. Come, come, I've hardly made a start. A dreadful language? Why, man alive, I'd learned to talk it when I was five, And yet to write it, the more I tried, I hadn't learned it at fifty-five! [04/04, 17:05] Amitabh Srivastava: Classic! O God !!! Could not help laughing. ... Why only Indians are Reborn (based on the Karma system) Angel Gabriel came to the Lord and said: 'I have to talk to you. We have some Indians here in Heaven and they are causing problems.They're swinging on the pearly Gates, my horn is missing, they are wearing Dolce & Gabbana saris instead of their white robes, they are driving Mercedes and BMW’s instead of the chariots, and they're selling off their halos at discounted prices''. They refuse to keep the stairway to Heaven clear or clean, since they keep crouching down midway eating samosas & drinking chai (tea). Some of them are even walking around with just one wing! They do not believe in discipline and push their way through the line.' The Lord said, 'Indians are Indians. Heaven is home to all my children. If you want to know about real problems, give Satan a call.' Gabriel calls Satan on the phone… Satan answers the phone: 'Hello? Damn, hold on a minute.' Satan returns to the phone, 'OK I'm back. What can I do for you?' Gabriel: 'I just wanted to know what kind of problems you're having down there.'Satan says: 'Hold on again. I need to check on something. 'After about 2 minutes, Satan returns to the phone andl says: 'I'm back. Now what was the question?' Gabriel repeats the question: 'What kind of problems are you having down there?' Satan says: 'Man I don't believe this... Hold on.' This time Satan was gone at least 5 minutes. He returns and says: "I'm sorry Gabriel, I can't talk right now. These Indians are trying to install air conditioning and are trying to make Hell a comfortable place to live in by putting out the fire, which is there to keep them uncomfortably hot !! And since they are so tech savvy, they were trying to start a telephone & Internet connection between Heaven & Hell, between ME & GOD !! They have started a social network service for the troubled, and believe in Karma, and are good in convincing others. Some were trying to start a chai pakora, chole-batura, dosa & samosa, barfi, chakli and dhokla shop, which I had to stop. They are excellent in corrupting everyone, and my staff is being bribed by them. I am having difficulty in controlling the graft and corruption in Hell. They never complain as this place seems to be better than from where they came. I am having such a hard time controlling and dealing with them. I am therefore requesting, "O GOD, PLEASE send them back to earth as soon as they arrive - for re-birth." So now we all know – "why Indians are the only ones that are re-born".

[04/04, 17:01] Amitabh Srivastava: The English Lesson

by Richard Krogh
Published in the 1800s

We'll begin with box, and the plural is boxes;
But the plural of ox should be oxen, not oxes.
Then one fowl is goose, but two are called geese
Yet the plural of moose should never be meese.
You may find a lone mouse or a whole lot of mice,
But the plural of house is houses, not hice.

If the plural of man is always called men,
When couldn't the plural of pan be called pen?
The cow in the plural may be cows or kine,
But the plural of vow is vows, not vine.
And I speak of a foot, and you show me your feet,
But I give a boot - would a pair be called beet?

If one is a tooth and a whole set are teeth,
Why shouldn't the plural of booth be called beeth?
If the singular is this and plural is these,
Why shouldn't the plural of kiss be nicknamed kese?
Then one may be that, and three may be those,
Yet the plural of hat would never be hose;

We speak of a brother, and also of brethren,
But though we say mother, we never say methren.
The masculine pronouns are he, his and him,
But imagine the feminine she, shis, and shim!
So our English, I think you will all agree,
Is the trickiest language you ever did see.

I take it you already know
Of tough and bough and cough and dough?
Others may stumble, but not you
On hiccough, thorough, slough, and through?
Well done! And now you wish, perhaps
To learn of less familiar traps?

Beware of heard, a dreadful word
That looks like beard and sounds like bird.
And dead; it's said like bed, not bead;
For goodness sake, don't call it deed!
Watch out for meat and great and threat,
(they rhyme with suite and straight and debt)

A moth is not a moth in mother.
Nor both in bother, broth in brother.
And here is not a match for there.
And dear and fear for bear and pear.
And then there's dose and rose and lose --
Just look them up -- and goose and choose.

And cork and work and card and ward,
And font and front and word and sword.
And do and go, then thwart and cart.
Come, come, I've hardly made a start.
A dreadful language? Why, man alive,
I'd learned to talk it when I was five,

And yet to write it, the more I tried,
I hadn't learned it at fifty-five!
[04/04, 17:05] Amitabh Srivastava: Classic!  O God !!! Could not help laughing. ...

Why only Indians are Reborn (based on the Karma system)

Angel Gabriel came to the Lord and said:

'I have to talk to you. We have some Indians here in Heaven and they are causing problems.They're swinging on the pearly Gates, my horn is missing, they are wearing Dolce & Gabbana saris instead of their white robes, they are driving Mercedes and BMW’s instead of the chariots, and they're selling off their halos at discounted prices''.

They refuse to keep the stairway to Heaven clear or clean, since they keep crouching down midway eating samosas & drinking chai (tea). Some of them are even walking around with just one wing!

They do not believe in discipline and push their way through the line.'

The Lord said, 'Indians are Indians. Heaven is home to all my children.

If you want to know about real problems, give Satan a call.'

Gabriel calls Satan on the phone…

Satan answers the phone: 'Hello? Damn, hold on a minute.'

Satan returns to the phone, 'OK I'm back. What can I do for you?'

Gabriel: 'I just wanted to know what kind of problems you're having down there.'Satan says: 'Hold on again. I need to check on something.

'After about 2 minutes, Satan returns to the phone andl says: 'I'm back. Now what was the question?'

Gabriel repeats the question: 'What kind of problems are you having down there?'

Satan says: 'Man I don't believe this... Hold on.' This time Satan was gone at least 5 minutes.

He returns and says: "I'm sorry Gabriel, I can't talk right now. These Indians are trying to install air conditioning and are trying to make Hell a comfortable place to live in by putting out the fire, which is there to keep them uncomfortably hot !!

And since they are so tech savvy, they were trying to start a telephone & Internet connection between Heaven & Hell, between ME & GOD !!

They have started a social network service for the troubled, and believe in Karma, and are good in convincing others.

Some were trying to start a chai pakora, chole-batura, dosa & samosa, barfi, chakli and dhokla shop, which I had to stop.

They are excellent in corrupting everyone, and my staff is being bribed by them.

I am having difficulty in controlling the graft and corruption in Hell.

They never complain as this place seems to be better than from where they came.

I am having such a hard time controlling and dealing with them.

I am therefore requesting, "O GOD, PLEASE send them back to earth as soon as they arrive - for re-birth."

So now we all know –
"why Indians are the only ones that are re-born".

Can  God  do----?
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  Can God bless us with anything without our involvement? Here is a story.........
   Once upon a time there lived two brothers.The elder one was a priest and fatalist. He believed that man is a puppet at the hands of invisible and invincible God who does everything for us.The younger one was a crofter and believed in hard work.
    One day the priest made a jaunt to his brother.His crofter brother showed him his cultivated fields.Every time the priest exclaimed,"How great are the works of God!"The crofter was saddened and anguished as he felt his brother,instead of appreciating the hard work put in by him, gave credit to God.Finally he showed his brother an unlaboured field and yammered,"This is what God did without doing any labour by me."

http://radheshyam-devendra.blogspot.in/2013/02/decline-of-human-values.html?m=1

http://radheshyam-devendra.blogspot.in/2013/02/decline-of-human-values.html?m=1

DOMESTIC  MOZO
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  Are not domestic mozos shabbily treated and humiliated off and on by their masters? Are not they considered as 'persona non grata' in any family ceremony and function?
  It is widely prevalent in many houses that when a servant enters the house,he is required to wash his hands and feet with a soap especially set aside for him.Also ,seperate cup and plate is set aside for the servant.
  To my mind, mozos deserve dignified treatment and courtesy.
   I was pleasantly surprised when a close relative of mine during a powwow told me about his childhood in a foreign country. The family employed a maid who ran errands for the entire family and did almost all the houework.But at meal times, she sat at the dinning table,took a part in the powwow and relished the same victuals as the family , with the family.
   Can we imagine the same thing taking place in our household ?)

Self confidence

SELF-CONFIDENCE
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Self-confidence makes us trust ourselves.It makes us feel sure of what we are capable of doing.It also gives us courage and strength to try out new things.
   We know people are different.We and our friends are different.We have our own weaknesses and strengths.We must rely on our strengths and not let our weaknesses put us down because of self-doubt and anxiety.
  If we try, our strengths can make us overcome our weaknesses.But for this to happen we need to be confident about ourselves.We need to have faith in what we can do !!

SELFISHNESS ++++++++++++ Selfish people hanker after everything for themselves.They damn care if others are in pain,in need or in difficulty.Being selfish they deprive themselves of a lot of joy and mirth that they could have had through sharing. Our happiness becomes sweeter if we let others be a part of it.It will be easier for us to deal with sorrow and pain if we share it with others !!

SELFISHNESS
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       Selfish people hanker after everything for themselves.They damn care if others are in pain,in need or in difficulty.Being selfish they deprive themselves of a lot of joy and mirth that they could have had through sharing.
       Our happiness becomes sweeter if we let others be a part of it.It will be easier for us to deal with sorrow and pain if we share it with others !!

http://radheshyam-devendra.blogspot.in/2014/01/over-confidence.html?spref=fb&m=1

PEW IN THE FRONT ROW ****************************88**** An elderly xanthippe lady staggered into a church.The friendly usher greeted her and escorted her up the steps." Where would you prefer to be seated?" he whispered. "On a pew in the front row",she rejoined. The usher blurted," The pastor is actually quite boring and monochromatic.Better cull another pew where you can enjoy a little siesta while the pastor is delivering the sermon." The woman trilled," Do you know who I am?" "No" replied he. "I am the mother of pastor"she quipped. The usher was a tad flummoxed.He stammered," Do you know who I am?" " NO"she yowled. The usher felt relieved. He cooed," That's good."

PEW IN THE FRONT ROW
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   An elderly xanthippe lady staggered into a church.The friendly usher greeted her and escorted her up the steps." Where would you prefer to be seated?" he whispered.
"On a pew in the front row",she rejoined.
The usher blurted," The pastor is actually quite boring and monochromatic.Better cull another pew where you can enjoy a little siesta while the pastor is delivering the sermon."
The woman trilled," Do you know who I am?"
"No" replied he.
"I am the mother of pastor"she quipped.
The usher was a tad flummoxed.He stammered," Do you know who I am?"
" NO"she yowled.
The usher felt relieved. He cooed," That's good."

Be self-confident. Be courageous. Your problems are like the lion of the jungle whereas you are the humble deer. Even the deer wakes up everyday with determination to run fast and escape the killer pounce of the lion. On the other hand the lion too wakes up everyday with determination to run fast and make a kill in order to survive. Choice is yours. Do you wish to be the prey or the predator?

Be self-confident. Be courageous.
Your problems are like the lion of the jungle whereas you are the humble deer. Even the deer wakes up everyday with determination to run fast and escape the killer pounce of the lion. On the other hand the lion too wakes up everyday with determination to run fast and make a kill in order to survive. Choice is yours. Do you wish to be the prey or the predator?

I'm still repenting xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx This incident happened to me when I failed to show kindness to a needy. It was the festive season of Durga Puja.One fine morning I was peregrinating on a road enjoying the cool breeze when a poor nine years old chap accosted me,"Uncle, would you please be kind enough to buy me a shirt and pants? I would then have a new set of clothes."I snubbed him rudely and moved on. Feeling guilty, I curtailed my walk after sometime and vamoosed to the spot to look for the chap.But I could never locate him even on the following days. Years later,I still feel sorry and rue whenever I remember the incident !!

I'm still repenting
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This incident happened to me when I failed to show kindness to a needy.
  It was the festive season of Durga Puja.One fine morning I was peregrinating on a road enjoying the cool breeze when a poor nine years old chap accosted me,"Uncle, would you please be kind enough to buy me a shirt and pants? I would then have a new set of clothes."I snubbed him rudely and moved on. Feeling guilty, I curtailed my walk after sometime and vamoosed to the spot to look for the chap.But I could never locate him even on the following days.
Years later,I still feel sorry and rue whenever I remember the incident !!

REALLY AWESOME JOKE...........
Ek baar railway-station par 1 budha
aadmi baitha train ka intejaar kar
rha tha.. .
Waha Pappu aaya aur uss budhe se
pucha:
“ancle, time kya hua hai...??
Budha: “mujhe nahi pata..”
Pappu: “lekin aapke hath me ghadi
to hai.
Plz bata dijiye na kitne baje hai..?
Budha: ghanta, mai nahi bataunga..!
Pappu: “par kyu..?
Budha: “abe q ki agr mai tujhe time
bata dunga to tum mujhe thanx
bologe aur apna name bataoge..
Phir tum mera name, kaam
puchoge.
Phir shayad hum log apas me aur
bhi baat krne lage,
Hum 2no me jaan- pehchan ho
jayegi to shayad train aane par tum
bagal wali seat par baitho. Fir
shayad tum bhi usi staion par utro
jaha mujhe utarna hai.
Waha meri beti, jo bahut
khoobsurathai, mujhe lene station
aayegi. Tum mere saath hi hoge to
pakka tum use dekhoge..
wo bhi tumko dekhegi shayad tum
2no ek dusre ko dil de baitho aur
shadi krne ki jid krne lago.
Isliye bhai, mujhe maaf karo.!
Mujhe aisa kangaal damad nahi
chahiye jiske paas time dekhne ke
liye apni ghadi tak nhi hai...

GOD'S WILL ****** ************ Once a poor guy by saving some money, was able to cop cloth for shirt. Feeling elated he went to a tailor's shop. The tailor after taking due measurements, uttered," Please come back after a weak and if God wills, your shirt will be ready. After a weak when the guy went back to the shop, the tailor uttered," There has been some unavoidable delay but if God wills, your sh irt will be basted by tomorrow. The following day the guy returned to thebh shop.The tailor politely said," I an extremely sorry.Your shirt is not quite finished. Try tomorrow and if God wills, it will be ready." Absolutely teed off, the guy trilled," How long will it take to be readied if you leave God out of it?"