Happy 5th weekend of the month ..

Hey did you realise this month May had 5 weekends contrary to what my school taught me that there were only four weekends to a month. I jus' got a forward from my friend yesterday which actually made me realise this fact in between my on going semester exams . It seems this kinda thing happens only once in 783 years.

Interesting!! What did you guys do in this historic weekend ?? Well,I was upto some good fun filled crazy stuff about which I ll be posting after my exams :)

Happy fifth weekend of the month ppl! Have a good time :)

Monday Morning Inspiration # 71

The 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud lady, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with her hair fashionably coifed and makeup perfectly applied, even though she is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today. Her husband of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary.

After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, she smiled sweetly when told her room was ready. As she maneuvered her walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of her tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on her window. "I love it," she stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.

"Mrs. Jones, you haven't seen the room .... just wait."

"That doesn't have anything to do with it," she replied. "Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged, it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it. It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do. Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open I'll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I've stored away, just for this time in my life."

She went on to explain, "Old age is like a bank account, you withdraw from what you've put in. So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing."

And with a smile, she said, "Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less."

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Exams Vs IPL

The IPL series has been such a fun one with me and my friends in college .. With friends from all over the country we actually have atleast one native supported for all IPL teams in our gangs . And when the teams take over each other at the grounds of South Africa .. OMG! What debates we have .. well, not to forget the bets for chocolates and ice creams too ...

When life seemed so fun with IPL as we hardly noticed our model exams go by .. The semester exams demended our attention for the fear of arrear and boy! adding to this was the distraction of IPL and calls from the team supporters ..

Me a die hard Chennai supporter with Dhoni and Muthiah murali Dharan being my favourites .. I'm nw deeply dis- appointed with Chennai not being able to get into the finals .. Well, never mind it was still a tough semi final .. I'm now looking forward for the world cup T20 that is soon to begin ..

And about my exams .. 3 down and 4 more to go .. I'm jus looking to get donw with them and I've already got loads of plans for my month long vacation ..

P.S. It is jus' that I have my exams going on and thats the reason I'm not able to drop by your blogs regularly or update mine either .. Jus' waiting to get into hols to get back into my blogging tempo! c ya all till then .. Take care and have a great weekend ..

For the IPL T20 finals .. I'm for Royal Challengers Bangalore .. Manish Pandey seems to be a good bet ;)

I'm gonna turn 21 ..

It is my birthday tomorrow and I'm already pretty hyper about it :) .. Will update about my day in this space in 24 hours :)

I Voted !!

For the first time I voted today .. Yay!

Monday Morning Inspiration # 70

A holy man was having a conversation with God one day and said, ' God, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like.'

God led the holy man to two doors.. He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in.

In the middle of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew, which smelled delicious and made the holy man's mouth water.

The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. They appeared to be famished.

They were holding spoons with very long handles, that were strapped to their arms and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful.

But because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths.

The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering. God said, 'You have seen Hell.'

They went to the next room and opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one.

There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made the holy man's mouth water.

The people were equipped with the same long-handled spoons, but here the people were well nourished and plump, laughing and talking. The holy man said, 'I don't understand..'

It is simple,' said God . 'It requires but one skill. You see they have learned to feed each other, while the greedy think only of themselves.'

Remember that I will always share my spoon with you !

Friends are the family that we choose for ourselves.

Courtesy: My uncle's mail

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My Summer cravings ..

Most of us would associate summer with juices, water melon, tender coconut, lassi, butter milk et all . But for me its Paani puri and god knows why ? I get this weird craving for paani puri especially in summer , do you get any such cravings ??

I'm already planning to head to the chaat shop opposite my home to get today's quote of PP :)

Scenty Affair

There have always been certain smell that has appealed to our olfactory senses and few of my all time favourites are the smell of wet sand especially when the rain kisses the ground , Scent of jasmine, smell of Jhonson baby powder - it gives me a sense of freshness , smell of my favourite food as my grand mom cooks , smell of new clothes, smell of nail polish remover , smell when brownies or choc cookies are being baked . Well, I'm jus' starting to turn hungry .. These lovely scents have always been a treat to my nose and senses :)

As a kid I always had this habit of collecting perfume/scent bottles especially the small ones that come as a set. The last time I remember collecting was a couple of years backa nd the only brand I could recall at the moment is Nina Ricci . Loved it!

Monday Morning Inspiration # 69

I had just come from the car wash and was waiting for my wife to get out of work. Coming my way from across the parking lot was what society would consider a bum.

From the looks of him, he had no car, no home, no clean clothes, and no money. There are times when you feel generous but there are other times that you just don't want to be bothered. This was one of those "don't want to be bothered times." I hope he doesn't ask me for any money," I thought. He didn't. He came and sat on the curb in front of the bus stop but he didn't look like he could have enough money to even ride the bus. After a few minutes he spoke. "That's a very pretty car," he said. He was ragged but he had an air of dignity around him. His scraggly blond beard keep more than his face warm. I said, "thanks," and continued wiping off my car.


He sat there quietly as I worked. The expected plea for money never came. As the silence between us widened something inside said, "ask him if he needs any help." I was sure that he would say "yes" but I held true to the inner voice. "Do you need any help?" I asked. He answered in three simple but profound words that I shall never forget. We often look for wisdom in great men and women. We expect it from those of higher learning and accomplishments.

I expected nothing but an outstretched grimy hand. He spoke the three words that shook me. "Don't we all?" he said.

I was feeling high and mighty, successful and important, above a bum in the street, until those three words hit me like a twelve gauge shotgun.

Don't we all?

I needed help. Maybe not for bus fare or a place to sleep, but I needed help. I reached in my wallet and gave him not only enough for bus fare, but enough to get a warm meal and shelter for the day. Those three little words still ring true. No matter how much you have, no matter how much you have accomplished, you need help too. No matter how little you have, no matter how loaded you are with problems, even without money or a place to sleep, you can give help.

Even if it's just a compliment, you can give that. You never know when you may see someone that appears to have it all. They are waiting on you to give them what they don't have. A different perspective on life, a glimpse at something beautiful, a respite from daily chaos, that only you through a torn world can see. Maybe the man was just a homeless stranger wandering the streets. Maybe he was more than that.

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