Saturday, March 17, 2012

"Success usually makes us possessive about it; we usually conclude we were the only reason behind it."

Mr. Zavere Poonawala with his wife and Driver Ganga Datt.
This is about Mr. Zavere Poonawala who is a well-known industrialist in Pune. He had a driver named Ganga Datt with him for the last 30 years on his limousine. Ganga Datt passed away and at that time Mr. Poonawala was in Mumbai for some important work. As soon as he heard the news, he canceled all his meetings, requested the driver's family to await him for the cremation and came back to Pune immediately by a helicopter.

On reaching Pune, he asked the limo to be decorated with flowers as he wished Ganga Datt should be taken in the same car which he himself had driven since the beginning. When Ganga Datt's family agreed to his wishes, he himself drove Ganga Datt from his home up to the ghat on his last journey.

When asked about it, Mr. Poonawala replied that Ganga Datt had served him day and night, and he could at least do this being eternally grateful to him. He further added that Ganga Datt rose up from poverty and educated both his children very well. His daughter is a Chartered accountant and that is so commendable.

His comment in the end is the essence of a successful life in all aspects: “Everybody earns money which is nothing unusual in that, but we should always be grateful to those people who contribute to our success. This is the belief, we have been brought up with, which made me do, what I did”.


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Thursday, March 15, 2012

"Parents are always ready to do anything for their children, except what their child desires."

Father and long hair son driving a Car.
A teenage boy had just passed his driving test and inquired of his father as to when they could discuss his use of the car. His father said he'd make a deal with his son, "You bring your grades up from a C to a B average, study your Bible a little, and get your hair cut.

Then we'll talk about the car." The boy thought about that for a moment, decided he'd settle for the offer, and they agreed on it. After about six weeks his father said, "Son, you've brought your grades up and I've observed that you have been studying your Bible, but I'm disappointed you haven't had your hair cut."

The boy said, "You know, Dad, I've been thinking about that, and I've noticed in my studies of the Bible that Samson had long hair, John the Baptist had long hair, Moses had long hair, and there's even strong evidence that Jesus had long hair."

And Dad replied with a smile


"Did you also notice they all walked everywhere they went?"


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Wednesday, March 14, 2012

"What is really needed always sells the work lies in knowing what it is and reducing its cost to the lowest."

World with a Made in Chine Tag.
GOD created the Universe...!!!
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Everything else is 'MADE IN CHINA'...


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Tuesday, March 13, 2012

“There are no teachers for Commonsense and Timing.”

Man Driving a Wagon load in the farm.
A farm boy accidentally overturned his wagonload of corn. The farmer who lived nearby heard the noise and yelled over to the boy, "Hey Willis forget your troubles. Come in and visit with us. I'll help you get the wagon up later." 

"That's mighty nice of you," Willis answered, "but I don't think Pa would like me to." 

"Aw come on boy," the farmer insisted. 

"Well okay," the boy finally agreed, and added, "but Pa won't like it." 

After a hearty dinner, Willis thanked his host. "I feel a lot better now, but I know Pa is going to be real upset." 

"Don't be foolish!" the neighbor said with a smile. "By the way, where is he?" 

"Under the wagon."


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Monday, March 12, 2012

"If u can't get along with Dravid, u are struggling in life "- Brett Lee !

          We didn’t always clap a dead batted forward defencive stroke from Dravid that was like a stake driven deep into the bowler, but we felt that all was well with the Indian batting. We knew tha the wall was in business. We knew he would be there hour after hour, session after session, day after day, keeping the best in the business out with an economy of movement, with an effortless ease that sucked the spirit out of the fastest, meanest bowler in the world.
From teammates to oppositions, from friends to the very old foe, everyone has acknowledge Dravid as the ultimate cricketer, the unchallenged team-man, the man who did everything with grace, panache, dignity, decency and a sense of correctness that is too rare in this dog-eat-dog world. Rahul Dravid has definitely left cricket a richer, better place. Cricket will be poorer without him, but cricket will also consider itself fortunate that a giant graced the sport with such aplomb and for such a long time. So long, Rahul! And thank you for the memories.  Courtesy-Deccan heard page 16, Sunday March 11, 2011-R Kaushik.

I don't think I am gonna see such bravery, determination, dedication, enthusiasm, passion, commitment, and respect on the cricket field anymore. Arguably the last Gentleman of Cricket. We will miss Cricket on the field hereafter Rahul Dravid. Thanks you for entertaining and teaching us many lessons. And you will be our best example for commitment and behavior.

 Retirement Speech By Dravid.-I would like to announce my retirement from international and domestic first-class cricket. It has been 16 years since I first played a Test match for India, and I feel it’s time for me to move on. Once I was like every other boy in India, with a dream of playing for my country. Yet I could never have imagined a journey so long and so fulfilling. I have had a wonderful time, but now it is time for a new generation of young players to make their own history and take the Indian cricket team even further.
No dream is ever chased alone. As I look back, as one does at such a time, I have many people to thank for supporting me, teaching me and believing in me.
My junior coaches in Bangalore and at various junior national camps inculcated in me a powerful love of the game which has always stayed with me.
My coaches at the international level have added to my craft and helped shape my personality. They pushed me and challenged me to keep getting better. The physios and trainers worked hard to keep me fit -- not an easy job -- and allowed me to play late into my 30s.
The selectors who rarely receive any credit in India had, on occasions, more confidence in me than I had in myself and I am grateful for that. The various captains I played under offered me guidance and inspired me.
The media has been kind to me, and I have respect for their craft.
The KSCA and BCCI have provided me a platform and the facilities to play the game.
But most of all, I have to thank the teams I played with. I know what I am going to miss the most is being part of a unit. The joy of bonding together and striving to achieve a goal is what made cricket special for me. I was lucky in my early years to play for a Karnataka team which was trying to forge itself into a strong side and they were years of fun and learning.
In the Indian team, I was fortunate to be part of a wonderful era when India played some of its finest cricket at home and abroad. Many of my teammates have become legends, not just in India but in the wider cricketing world. I admired them, learnt from them and I leave the game with wonderful memories and strong friendships. It is a great gift to have.
A career in sport is almost impossible to manage without the support, guidance, and reassurance of family and friends. During tough times -- and there have been many -- they are the ones we go to. I found strength and encouragement from my parents (Sharad and Pushpa ) and brother (Vijay) and they created around me a positive environment which was essential to my success.
My wife, Vijeeta, has been a remarkable partner in my journey. She has made sacrifices in her own career and has almost been a single parent bringing up our children alone as I travelled abroad to play. Whenever challenges appeared, she was always there, as sounding board, as ally and as guide. Being away from my family became harder and harder through the years and I look forward now to spending time at home and doing the simple things, like just taking my sons (Samit and Anvay) to school.
Finally, I would like to thank the Indian cricket fan, both here and across the world. The game is lucky to have you and I have been lucky to play before you. To represent India, and thus to represent you, has been a privilege and one which I have always taken seriously. My approach to cricket has been reasonably simple: it was about giving everything to the team, it was about playing with dignity, and it was about upholding the spirit of the game. I hope I have done some of that. I have failed at times, but I have never stopped trying. It is why I leave with sadness but also with pride.
In a real sense THE END of an ERA.

Friday, March 9, 2012

"Childhood the playground of God, A win in every loss a loss in every win."

 If you have Played these game.. You had an awesome Childhood






 Something that a school kid has always Dreamt of.. :D
 
You must have definitely done this in your childhood :D
 
Still remember these 'CANDIES'..



 
That Mini Heart Attack Moment :P
 
Hey Mario..!! Remember me..??
I wasted my childhood saving your Girlfriend.. :P


 
Color man Color man What color do you want :P
 
Can't Forget This moment !!!!
Childhood Hair Cutting in Sunday morning !!!
 
Bundoo se bana hua choota sa samundar, Paani se bheegi choti si basti,
Chalo dhoond le baarish me Bachpan ki yadoon ko, Haath me lekar kaagaz ki kashti. !!
 


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Thursday, March 8, 2012

"Women do have some marvelous skills which even God would be eager to learn."

Women holding a purse and people staring at her.
As the bus pulled away, I realized I had left my purse under the seat. Later I called the company and was relieved that the driver had found my bag.

When I went to pick it up, several off duty bus drivers surrounded me. One man handed me my purse, two typewritten pages, and a box containing the contents of my purse. “We’re required to inventory lost wallets and purses,” he explained. “I think you’ll find everything there.”

As I started to put my belongings back into the purse, the man continued. “I hope you don’t mind if we watch. Even though we all tried, none of us could fit everything into your purse. And we’d like to see just how you do it.”


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