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MUCH WANTS MORE

HI  friends,
This is an article i got in my mail written by debu7366. it is a perfect example of the saying ” MUCH WANTS MORE”

Once upon a time, there lived a King who, despite his luxurious lifestyle, was neither happy nor content.
One day, he came upon a servant who was singing happily while he worked. This fascinated the King; why was he, the Supreme Ruler of the Kingdom, unhappy and gloomy, while a lowly servant was so joyous.
The King asked the servant, “Why are you so happy?”
The man replied, “Your Majesty, I am nothing but a servant, but my family and I don’t need too much — just a roof over our heads and warm food to fill our tummies.”
The king was not satisfied with that reply. Later in the day, he sought the advice of his most trusted advisor. After hearing the King’s woes and the servant’s story, the advisor said, “Your Majesty, I believe that the servant has not been made part of The 99 Club.”
“The 99 Club? And what exactly is that?” the King inquired.

The advisor replied, “Your Majesty, to truly know what The 99 Club is, let’s place 99 Gold coins in a bag and leave it at this servant’s doorstep.”
Next day when the servant saw the bag, he picked it up and took it in. When he opened the bag, he let out a great shout of joy… so many gold coins!
He began to count them. After several counts, he was at last convinced that there were 99 coins.
“What could’ve happened to that last gold coin? Surely, no one would leave 99 coins!” he wondered.  He looked everywhere he could, but that final coin was elusive.
Finally, exhausted, he decided that he would have to work harder than ever to earn that gold coin and complete his collection.
And from that day, the servant’s life was changed. He was overworked, horribly grumpy, and castigated his family for not helping him make that 100th coin. He stopped singing while he worked.
Witnessing this drastic transformation, the King was puzzled. When he sought his advisor’s help, the advisor said, “Your Majesty, the servant has now officially joined The 99 Club.”
He continued, “The 99 Club is a name given to those people who have enough to be happy but are never contented, because they’re always yearning and striving for that extra one, telling themselves: “Let me get that one final thing and then I will be happy for life.”

We can be happy, even with very little in our lives, but the minute we’re given something bigger and better, we want even more!
We lose our sleep, our happiness, we hurt the people around us; all these as a price for our growing greed and desires.

Posted in Story.

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By sangeeta sharma – August 30, 2006

hell

The following is an actual question given on a University of Washington engineering mid-term. The answer was so “profound” that the Professor shared it with colleagues, and the sharing obviously hasn’t ceased…

Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or Endothermic (absorbs heat)?

Most of the students wrote Proofs of their beliefs using Boyle’s Law, (gas cools off when it expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant. One student, however, wrote the following:

“First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we need to know the rate that souls are moving into Hell and the rate they are leaving. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell, let us look at the different religions that exist in the world today. Some of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to Hell. Since there are more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to more than one religion, we can project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially.

Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle’s Law states that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of Hell has to expand as souls are added. This gives two possibilities:

1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.

2. Of course, if Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.

So which is it?

If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa Banyan during my Freshman year, “…that it will be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you.”, and take into account the fact that I still have not succeeded in having sexual relations with her, then, #2 cannot be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is exothermic and will not freeze.”


This student received the only A.

Posted in Humour.

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By sangeeta sharma – August 23, 2006

MESSAGES

Hi friends , these r some messages  which i received and am sharing with u all,

Your words of love steal
someone’s heart,
but you don’t know that your
heart is already stolen by me,
check it!

Tears can sometimes be more special than smiles….. 
For smiles can be given to any one
But tears are only shed for people we love.

Give laugh to all but smile to one,
Give cheeks to all but lips to one,
Give luv to all but heart to one,
Let everybody luv u but u luv one.

We smile at whom we like,
We cry for whom we care,
We laugh with whom we njoy &
We become angry with whom we feel is our own.
That’s Friendship, that’s Luv!!!!

Look at the world around u;
U'll see God’s creativity.
Look at the breakfast table;
U'll c God’s providence.
Look at the mirror ;
U'll c God’s sense of humor.

SWEET HEART is a special word for Love,
 LOVE is a special word for care,
CARE is a special word for friend & the
 FRIEND is a special word for U!
Love U & Take Care.






 

Posted in MESSAGES.

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By sangeeta sharma – August 22, 2006

I Trust You……. by Dallelys Avila Gerardino

HI friends ….. we all know that trust is so very important in all our relationships…. so heres the one about trust…..


 I Trust You…..
   

I trust you, on all the things, I trust you
My trust is like child that in his or her mother's breast lay down to sleep.
I trust you, I trust on the diamond in your loyalty.
I trust in the support that my restlessness offers the tree of your serenity
I trust you, when you're close to me, the same is you aren't..
And continuing your hours, step by step, my thoughts go
And I trust in the beauty trust from yourself, that teaches me to trust me
In all of the moments, in all the moments .I Trust You!


Dallelys Avila Gerardino

Posted in Poetry.

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By sangeeta sharma – August 21, 2006

puppies for sale

  • Hi friends,
    When i read something like this somewhere i feel like sharing it with u all.
    I hope u all love this little boy as much as i did.

    Puppies for sale

    A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the 4 pups. And set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of little boy.

    “Mister,” he said, “I want to buy one of your puppies.”

    “Well,” said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck, “These puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money.”

    The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer.

    “I’ve got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?”

    “Sure,” said the farmer. And with that he let out a whistle. “Here, Dolly!” he called Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur.

    The little boy pressed his face against the chain link
    fence. His eyes danced with delight.As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else??stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another little ball appeared, this one noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid Then in a somewhat awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up….

    “I want that one,” the little boy said, pointing to the runt.

    The farmer knelt down at the boy’s side and said, “Son, you don’t want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these
    other dogs would.”

    With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers.In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both
    sides of his leg attaching itself to a specially made shoe.Looking back up at the farmer, he said, “You see sir, I
    don’t run too well myself, and he will need someone who understands.”

    With tears in his eyes, farmer reached down and picked up the little pup.Holding it carefully handed it to the little boy.

Posted in Philosophy.

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By sangeeta sharma – August 16, 2006

Remember…..Christina Georgina Rossetti

Hi friends,
This poetry, I received in my email and i loved it , So am sharing it with u all

Remember

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann’d:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.

Christina Georgina Rossetti

Posted in Poetry.

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By sangeeta sharma – August 15, 2006

MA

This is something i read which i loved very much so i want to share this with u all coz we all love our mothers….
.A baby asked God, “They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?”

“Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you.”

The child further inquired, “But tell me, here in heaven I don’t have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy.”

God said, “Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you. And you will feel your angel’s love and be very happy.”

Again the child asked, “And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don’t know the language?”

God said, “Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak.”

“And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?
“God said, “Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray.”

“Who will protect me?”

God said, “Your angel will defend you even if it means risking it’s life.”

“But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore.”

God said, “Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you.”

At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked, “God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel’s name.”

“You will simply call her, ‘Mom.’”

Posted in Story.

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By sangeeta sharma – August 11, 2006

a friend


Sometimes in our life, we find a special person who changes our life just by being part of it. Someone Who makes us laugh until we can’t stop. Someone Who makes us believe that there really is good in this cruel world. Who takes us through our hard times, the sad times and the confused times.  Who holds our hands and tells us that everything is going to be okay. Who listens to us when we have a problem. Who dries our tears, Who takes away our sorrows and Who puts happiness in its place, Who accepts us as we are, Who admires all sides of our personality. Who forgives our mistakes and make a difference in our life. Who loves and accepts all the strange things about us. Who doesn’t expect an apology but deserves one. With Whom we do not have to be careful. Whom we can abuse, neglect , tolerate.With Whom we can weep and laugh, sin and pray. Through it all Who sees, knows, and loves us. A friend just the one with Whom we can dare to be ourself. This amazing person is our soul mate and our best friend…..the key to sanity in this totally insane world. OUR BEST FRIEND….

Posted in Friends.

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By sangeeta sharma – August 6, 2006

thought aloud

I always wonder why.. dont you?


Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are getting weak?

Why do banks charge a fee on “insufficient funds” when they know there is not enough?

Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?

Why doesn’t glue stick to the bottle?

Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection?

Why doesn’t Tarzan have a beard?

Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?
 
Whose idea was it to put an “S” in the word “lisp”?

If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes?

Why is it that no matter what color bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white?

Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale?

Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?

Why is it that no plastic bag will open from the end you first try?

How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures?

Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that’s falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?

In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat?

How come you never hear father-in-law jokes?

The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four persons is suffering from some sort of mental illness. Think of your three best friends, if they’re okay, then it’s you.

-..

Posted in Blogs.

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By sangeeta sharma – August 2, 2006

just feelings

they say love is sweet.but then y doesnt it taste so y does it taste bitter.they say love is the best thing to happen to any body but then y doesnt it seem so to me. oh! y does it sooo hurt when that love goes away. y does it cause pain. y does it feel lonely even when in crowd. everybody ask how u r but if he doesnt ask y does it feels as if i am not well. if i am not well y does it feel like i am dying if he doesnt ask me how i am or what happened. when u love somebody and he doesnt then y does it feel like the life has ended. but y did he say he loved me when he dint.they say love is the most beautiful thing to happen then y doesnt anything look beautiful. y does my heart cry and y does it want only him to make me stop crying when it is because of him that i cry.i am trying hard not to cry but i cant seem to stop.everythng is making me cry. what is this.they say love is kind but then y does it seem so cruel.y does it feel like everything inside me is empty. there is nothing left in me.the pain also doesnt fade away…….

Posted in Personal.

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By sangeeta sharma – July 27, 2006