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Confidence...very nice...

A hypothetical situation where 20 CEOs board an airplane and are told that the flight that they are about to take is the first-ever to feature pilotless technology: It is an uncrewed aircraft. Each one of the CEOs is then told, privately, that their company's software is running the aircraft's automatic pilot system.

 Nineteen of the CEOs promptly leave the aircraft, each offering a different type of excuse. One CEO alone remains on board the jet, seeming very calm indeed. Asked why he is so confident in this first uncrewed flight, he replies : "If it is the same software thats developed by my company's IT systems department, this plane won't even take off." !!!! That is called Confidence!!!

 
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If Vijay Mallya takes over LPG distribution

If Vijay Mallya takes over LPG distribution   After the phenomenal success of Kingfisher Airlines, Can you ever imagine as to how the Gas Cylinders will be delivered to your home?
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DON'T U THINK THAT ........... All husbands will stay home & start cooking !

Why always Mummy........ Daddy dis time :)

Why always Mummy............ Daddy dis time:)
Touching Moments of Father with their kids..
Very cute pictures of fathers with their children. It is something usual to see a mother with her child on a picture,
but when you see a father so loving and caring, it is someway even cuter. And sometimes, when they play with their
children, they also remind big kids themselves :
HOW A SON THINKS ABOUT HIS FATHER AT DIFFERENT AGES:
At 4 Years
My daddy is great.
At 6 Years
My daddy knows everybody.
At 10 Years
My daddy is good but is short tempered
At 12 Years
My daddy was very nice to me when I was young.
At 14 Years
My daddy is getting fastidious.
At 16 Years
My daddy is not in line with the current times.
At 18 Years
My daddy is becoming increasingly cranky.
At 20 Years
Oh! Its becoming difficult to tolerate daddy. Wonder how Mother puts up
With him.
At 25 Years
Daddy is objecting to everything.
At 30 Years
It's becoming difficult to manage my son. I was so scared of my father
When I was young.
At 40 Years
Daddy brought me up with so much discipline. Even I should do the same.
At 45 Years
I am baffled as to how my daddy brought us up.
At 50 Years
My daddy faced so many hardships to bring us up. I am unable to manage
A Single son.
At 55 Years
My daddy was so far sighted and planned so many things for us. He is
One Of his kind and unique.
At 60 Years
My daddy is great.
Thus, it took 56 years to complete the cycle and come back to the 1st. Stage. Realize the true value of your parents
before it’s too late.

Gone are the Days...

Once in a Lifetime ....
 When the school reopened in June,
 And we
 settled in our new desks and
 benches!

 When
 we queued up in book
 depot,
 And got
 our new books
 and
 notes!

 

 When
 we wanted two Sundays
 and no Mondays, yet
 managed
 to line up daily for the morning prayers.
 We
 learnt writing with
 slates
 and pencils, and
 Progressed To fountain
 pens and ball pens and then Micro tips!

 

 When
 we began drawing with
 crayons and evolved to
 Color
 pencils and finally sketch pens!

 

 When
 we started calculating
 first
 with tables and then with
 Clarke's tables
 and advanced to
 Calculators and
 computers!

 

 When
 we chased one another
 in the
 corridors in
 Intervals, and returned to the classrooms
 Drenched in sweat!

 

 When
 we had lunch in
 classrooms, corridors,
 Playgrounds,
 under
 the trees and even in cycle sheds!

 

 When
 a single P.T. period
 in the week's Time Table,
 Was
 awaited more eagerly than the monsoons!

 

 When
 cricket was played
 with writing pads as bats,
 And
 Neckties and socks rolled into balls!

 

 When
 few played
 'kabadi' and
 'Kho-Kho' in scorching sun,
 While
 others simply played
 'book cricket'
 in the
 Confines of classroom!

 

 Of fights but no conspiracies,

 

 Of Competitions but seldom jealousy!

 

 When
 we used to
 watch
 Live Cricket telecast,
 In the
 opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks!

 

 When
 few rushed at 3:45 to
 'Conquer'
 window seats in our School bus!
 While
 few others had
 'Big Fun', 'peppermint' ,
 'kulfi', '
 milk ice !' and 'sharbat !' at 4o Clock!

 

 Gone
 are the days
 Of
 Sports Day,
 and the
 annual School Day,
 And the
 one-month long
 preparations for them.

 

 Gone
 are the days
 Of the
 stressful Quarterly,
 Half
 Yearly and Annual Exams, And the most
 enjoyed
 holidays after them!

 

 Gone
 are the days
 Of
 tenth and twelfth standards, when
 We
 Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests!

 

 We  learnt,
 

 

We  enjoyed,

 

 We  played,
 

 

We won,

 

 We lost,

 

 We laughed,

 

 We cried,

 

 We fought,

 

 We thought.

 

 With so much fun in them, so many friends,

 

 So much experience, all this and more!

 

 Gone are the days
 When we
 used
 to talk
 for hours with our friends!
 Now we
 don't have time to say a `Hi'!

 

 Gone are the days
 When we
 played games on the road!
 Now we
 plan on the road with laptop!

 

 Gone are the days
 When we
 saw stars Shining at Night!
 Now we
 see stars when our plan doesn't work !

 

 Gone are the days
 When we
 sat to chat with Friends on grounds!
 Now we
 chat in chat rooms......!

 

 Gone are the days
 Where
 we studied just to pass!
 Now we
 study to save our job!

 

 Gone are the days
 Where
 we had no money in our pockets and still fun filled on our
 hearts!!
 Now we
 have the atm as well as credit card but with an empty
 heart!!

 

 Gone are the days
 Where
 we shouted on the road!
 Now we
 don't shout even at home

 

 Gone are the days
 Where
 we got lectures from all!
 Now we
 give lectures to all... like the one I'm doing now....!!

 

 Gone are the days
 But not
 the memories, which will be
 Lingering in our
 hearts for ever and ever and
 Ever
 and ever and ever .....

 

 Gone are the Days....
 But
 still there are lot more Days to come in our Life!!
 NO
 MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE ,
 DONT
 FORGET TO
 LIVE
 THE LIFE THAT STILL
 EXISTS..!!

 

 

Letter to Lord Krishna

Little Bobby came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner.

His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell
his mother what he wanted.

Mom, I want a bike for my birthday.

Little Bobby was a bit of a troublemaker.

He had gotten into trouble at school and at home.

Bobby's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for
his birthday.

Little Bobby, of course, thought he did.

Bobby's mother wanted Bobby to reflect on his behavior over the last
year.

Go to your room, Bobby, and think about how you have behaved this
year.

Then write a letter to krishna and tell him why you deserve a bike for
your birthday.

Little Bobby stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write
krishna a letter.
**************
Letter 1

Dear krishna,

I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my
birthday.

I want a red one.

Your friend,

Bobby
*************

Bobby knew that this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this
year,

So he tore up the letter and started over.

**************
Letter 2

Dear krishna,

This is your friend Bobby. I have been a good boy this year and I
would like

A red bike for my birthday. Thank you.

Your friend,

Bobby
**************
Bobby knew that this wasn't true either. So, he tore up the letter and
started again.
**************
Letter 3

Dear krishna,

I have been an OK boy this year. I still would really like a bike for
my birthday.

Bobby
**************

Bobby knew he could not send this letter to krishna either. So, Bobby
wrote a fourth letter.
**************
Letter 4

krishna,

I know I haven't been a good boy this year. I am very sorry.

I will be a good boy if you just send me a bike for my birthday.

Please! Thank you,

Bobby
**************
Bobby knew, even if it was true, this letter was not going to get him
a bike...

Now, Bobby was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mom that he
wanted to go to temple.

Bobby's mother thought her plan had worked, as Bobby looked very sad.

Just be home in time for dinner, Bobby's mother told him...

Bobby walked down the street to the temple on the corner.

Little Bobby went into the temple and up to the altar.

He looked around to see if anyone was there.

Bobby bent down and picked up a statue of the radha.

He slipped the statue under his shirt and ran out of the temple, down
the street, into the house, and up to his room.

He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a
pen.

Bobby began to write his letter to krishna.
**************
Letter 5

krishna,

I'VE KIDNAPPED YOUR GIRLFRIEND. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE
BIKE!!!!!!