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Tuesday, January 8, 2013


The Mouse Trap



A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package. "What food might this contain?" the mouse wondered. 
He was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap. Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed the warning: "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" 
The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said "Mr.Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you, but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it." 
The mouse turned to the pig and told him "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The pig sympathized  but said "I am so very sorry, Mr.Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers." 
The mouse turned to the cow and said "There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!" The cow said "Wow, Mr. Mouse. I'm sorry for you, but it's no skin off my nose."
So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer's mousetrap alone. 
That very night a sound was heard throughout the house - like the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey. The farmer's wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it was a venomous snake whose tail the trap had caught. The snake bit the farmer's wife. 
The farmer rushed her to the hospital and she returned home with a fever. Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup, so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup's main ingredient. 
But his wife's sickness continued, so friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig. 
The farmer's wife did not get well; she died. So many! people came for her funeral, the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them. 
The mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.

Moral: The next time you hear someone is facing a problem and think it doesn't concern you, remember this, when one of us is threatened, we are all at risk. We must keep an eye out for one another.

Wednesday, December 26, 2012



I wish you Health...
So you may
enjoy each day in comfort.

I wish you the Love of friends and family...
And
Peace within your heart.

I wish you the Beauty of nature...
That you may
enjoy the work of God.

I wish you Wisdom to choose priorities...
For those things that really matter in
life.

I wish you Generousity so you may share...
All
good things that come to you.

I wish you Happiness and Joy...
And
Blessings for the New Year.

I wish you the best of everything...
That you so well deserve.
From - Amit, Akansha and Aavya

HAPPY NEW YEAR '2013’




New Year Wishes Around the World
     New Year Whishes in many languages only 4 U


Afrikaans
Gelukkige nuwe jaar
Albanian
Gezuar Vitin e Ri
Armenian
Snorhavor Nor Tari
Arabic
Antum salimoun
Assyrian
Sheta Brikhta
Azeri
Yeni Iliniz Mubarek!
Bengali
Shuvo Nabo Barsho
Bulgarian
×åñòèòà Íîâà Ãîäèíà(pronounced "Chestita Nova Godina")
Cambodian
Soursdey Chhnam Tmei
Catalan
FELIÇ ANY NOU
Chinese
Xin Nian Kuai Le
Corsican Language
Pace e Salute
Croatian
Sretna Nova godina!
Cymraeg (Welsh)
Blwyddyn Newydd Dda
Czechoslovakia
Scastny Novy Rok
Denish
Godt Nytår
Dhivehi
Ufaaveri Aa Aharakah Edhen
Dutch
GELUKKIG NIEUWJAAR!
Eskimo
Kiortame pivdluaritlo
Esperanto
Felican Novan Jaron
Estonians
Head uut aastat!
Finnish
Onnellista Uutta Vuotta
French
Bonne Annee
Gaelic
Bliadhna mhath ur
Galician [NorthWestern Spain]
Bo Nadal e Feliz Aninovo
German
Prosit Neujahr
Greek
Kenourios Chronos
Gujarati
Nutan Varshbhinandan
Hawaiian
Hauoli Makahiki Hou
Hebrew
L'Shannah Tovah
Hindi
Naye Varsha Ki Shubhkamanyen
Hong kong
(Cantonese) Sun Leen Fai Lok
Hungarian
Boldog Ooy Ayvet
Indonesian
Selamat Tahun Baru
Iranian
Saleh now mobarak
Iraqi
Sanah Jadidah
Irish
Bliain nua fe mhaise dhuit
Italian:
Felice anno nuovo
Japan:
Akimashite Omedetto Gozaimasu
Kabyle:
Asegwas Amegaz
Kannada:
Hosa Varushadha Shubhashayagalu
Kisii:
SOMWAKA OMOYIA OMUYA
Khmer:
Sua Sdei tfnam tmei
Korea:
Saehae Bock Mani ba deu sei yo!
Kurdish:
NEWROZ PIROZBE
Lithuanian:
Laimingu Naujuju Metu
Laotian:
Sabai dee pee mai
Macedonian
Srekjna Nova Godina
Malay
Selamat Tahun Baru
Marathi :
Nveen Varshachy Shubhechcha
Malayalam :
Puthuvatsara Aashamsakal
Maltese
Is-Sena t- Tajba
Nepal
Nawa Barsha ko Shuvakamana
Norwegian
Godt Nyttår
Papua New Guinea
Nupela yia i go long yu
Pampango (Philippines)
Masaganang Bayung Banua
persian
Saleh now ra tabrik migouyam
Philippines
Manigong Bagong Taon
Polish:
Szczesliwego Nowego Roku
Portuguese
Feliz Ano Novo
Punjabi
Nave sal di mubarak
Romanian
AN NOU FERICIT
Russian
S Novim Godom
Samoa
Manuia le Tausaga Fou
Serbo-Croatian
Sretna nova godina
Sindhi
Nayou Saal Mubbarak Hoje
Singhalese
Subha Aluth Awrudhak Vewa
siraiki
Nawan Saal Shala Mubarak Theevay
Slovak
A stastlivy Novy Rok
slovenian
sreèno novo leto
Somali
Iyo Sanad Cusub Oo Fiican!
Spanish
Feliz Ano ~Nuevo
Swahili
Heri Za Mwaka Mpyaº
Swedish
GOTT NYTT ÅR! /Gott nytt år!
Sudanese
Warsa Enggal
Tamil
Eniya Puthandu Nalvazhthukkal
Telegu
Noothana samvatsara shubhakankshalu
Thai
Sawadee Pee Mai
Turkish
Yeni Yiliniz Kutlu Olsun
Ukrainian
Shchastlyvoho Novoho Roku
Urdu
Naya Saal Mubbarak Ho
Uzbek
Yangi Yil Bilan
Vietnamese
Chuc Mung Tan Nien
Welsh:
Blwyddyn Newydd Dda!



Thursday, December 20, 2012


This is a story about a line.



Once there was a prosperous farmer, who had two sons Ram and Shyam. Ram and Shyam hated each other since childhood. For years the farmer tried to reconcile them, but to no avail. At last, on his deathbed, the farmer decided to split his land equally among the brothers. With a stick, he drew a line on the ground, and gave the left half to Ram and the right half to Shyam.

The line became a mud-road. Each brother married, and from day one told their wives to hate the other. When Ram added a second story to his house, Shyam added two floors. When Shyam's dog accidentally crossed into Ram's courtyard, Ram shot it dead.

The line became a busy street. Ram had a daughter Gautami. Shyam had a son Bhargava. Shyam encouraged Bhargava to throw stones at Ram's cows. Gautami poured ink on Bhargava's notebook in school. The children inherited their parents' hate.

The line became a state highway. Bhargava and his friends sneaked up at night and lit Ram's barn on fire. It was a major financial loss for Ram. In revenge, Gautami planted drugs on Bhargava and had him arrested.

The line became a national highway. Ram hired rowdies to ransack Shyam's place. Shyam responded by hiring his own gang. Three people died, twelve injured.

Then tragedy struck Ram: both his kidneys failed. Try as they might, they couldn't find a compatible donor. Just when all hopes were fading, there came news: someone had donated a kidney.

The operation was a success. Ram was eager to thank the donor, but the doctor wouldn't tell who the donor was. Burning with desire to know, Ram hired a detective.

Ram was back in his home when he got the detective's mail. When he read it, he was astonished: It was Shyam. Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked across the line into his brother's eyes. 

Getting up, he ran across to embrace his brother .... BAM! An oil tanker smashed into Ram. The driver lost control of the vehicle and the tanker exploded killing everyone in Ram's and Shyam's household.

Moral of the story: Before crossing National Highways, look both sides for traffic.

Wednesday, December 19, 2012


Critics



Once upon a time there was a painter who had just completed his course under disciple hood of a great painter. This young artist decided to assess his skills so he decided to give his best strokes on the canvass. 

He took 3 days and painted beautiful scenery. Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind and he decided to display it on a busy street-square of that small town he was resident of. He wanted people's opinion about his caliber and painting skills. He put his creation at a busy street-crossing. And just down below a board which read-"Gentlemen, I have painted this piece. Since I'm new to this profession I might have committed some mistakes in my strokes etc. Please put a cross wherever you see a mistake." 

While he came back in the evening to collect his painting he was completely shattered to see that whole canvass was filled with Xs (crosses) and some people had even written their comments on the painting. 

Disheartened and broken completely he ran to his master’s place and burst into tears. Sobbing and crying inconsolably he told his master about what happened and showed the pathetic state of his creation which was filled with marks everywhere. Such was the state that colors were not visible, only things one could see were crosses and correction remarks. 

This young artist was breathing heavily and master heard him saying "I'm useless and if this is what I have learnt to paint I'm not worth becoming a painter. People have rejected me completely. I feel like dying" 
Master smiled and suggested "My Son, I will prove that you are a great artist and have learnt a flawless painting." Young disciple couldn't believe it and said "I have lost faith in me and I don't think I am good enough. don't make false hopes.."

Do as I say without questioning it. It will work." Master interrupted him. "Just paint exactly similar painting once again for me and give it to me. Will you do that for your master?" Master instructed. Young artist reluctantly agreed and two days later early morning he presented a replica of his earlier painting to his master. Master took that gracefully and smiled. "Come with me" master said. 

They reached the same street-square early morning and displayed the same painting exactly at the same place. Now master took out another board which read -"Gentlemen, I have painted this piece. Since I'm new to this profession I might have committed some mistakes in my strokes etc. I have put a box with colors and brushes just below. Please do a favor. If you see a mistake, kindly pick up the brush and correct it." Master and disciple walked back home. 

They both visited the place same evening. Young painter was surprised to see that actually there was not a single correction done so far. But master wasn't satisfied as yet and he told his disciple "May be one day was too little a time for people to come up with ideas and take out time out of their busy schedules to correct it so let us keep it here for one more day. Tomorrow is Sunday, so we can expect some corrections coming in." 

Next day again they visited and found painting remained untouched.. They say the painting was kept there for a month for no correction came in!

Moral: It is easy to criticize, but difficult to improve.

Monday, December 17, 2012


This is Good


An old story is told of a king in Africa who had a close friend with whom he grew up. The friend had a habit of looking at every situation that ever occurred in his life (positive or negative) and remarking, “This is good!”

One day the king and his friend were out on a hunting expedition. The friend would load and prepare the guns for the king. The friend had apparently done something wrong in preparing one of the guns, for after taking the gun from his friend, the king fired it and his thumb was blown off. 

Examining the situation the friend remarked as usual, “This is good!” To which the king replied, “No, this is NOT good!” and proceeded to send his friend to jail.

About a year later, the king was hunting in an area that he should have known to stay clear of. Cannibals captured him and took him to their village. They tied his hands, stacked some wood, set up a stake and bound him to the stake. As they came near to set fire to the wood, they noticed that the king was missing a thumb. Being superstitious, they never ate anyone that was less than whole. So untying the king, they sent him on his way.

As he returned home, he was reminded of the event that had taken his thumb and felt remorse for his treatment of his friend. He went immediately to the jail to speak with his friend. “You were right,” he said, “it was good that my thumb was blown off.” And he proceeded to tell the friend all that had just happened. “And so I am very sorry for sending you to jail for so long. It was bad for me to do this.”

“No,” his friend replied, “This is good!” “What do you mean, „This is good‟? How could it be good that I sent my friend to jail for a year?” “If I had NOT been in jail, I would have been with you.”

Moral:-- Everything happens for a purpose; and out of what seems like adversity at the time; always comes good".

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