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Three factories…..


Three factories…..

  

During my tenure of service in the Bank, I had to visit several industries and factories for submitting my inspection reports etc.

 

Here is a mantra for success in life, as shared with me by a factory owner during one of his chat sessions over a cup of tea :

Jeevan me kamyab hone ke liye 3 factory lagao…

(1)  Dimag mein Ice factory   (Ice factory in mind)
(2)  Zuban par Sugar factory
  (Sugar factory in speech)
(3)  Dil mein Love factory
      (LOVE factory in heart)

Phir life hogi satisfactory !!

 

Think over it friends, and respond !!

 

                                           

            

Blondes are Blondes…


Alligator Shoes

 

Dear Readers,here is another hilarious joke on Blondes !!

 



After becoming very frustrated with the attitude of one of the shopkeepers, the young blonde declared, ‘Well, then, maybe I’ll just go out and catch my own alligator and get a pair of alligator shoes for free!’

The shopkeeper replied with a sly smile, ‘Well, little lady,why don’t you go on and give it a try?’

The blonde headed off to the swamp, determined to catch an alligator. Later in the day, as the shopkeeper was driving home, he spotted the same young woman standing waist deep in the murky water, shotgun in hand.

As he brought his car to a stop, he saw a huge 9-foot gator swimming rapidly toward her. With lightning reflexes, the blonde took aim, shot the creature and hauled it up onto the slippery bank.Nearby were 7 more dead gators all lying belly up. The shopkeeper stood on the bank, watching in silent amazement as the blonde struggled mightily and barely managed to flip the gator onto its back.

Then, rolling her eyes heavenward, she screamed in frustration…..CRAP! THIS ONE’S BAREFOOT, TOO !!


 

     

Blonde Jokes

Blonde Jokes

 


 

I love jokes on Blondes.However,I have always been wondering as to why blondes are butt of jokes.So I researched a little and here is what I found out :

 

Blonde stereotype (From Wikipedia)

The blonde stereotype, the stereotype perception of blond-haired women, has two aspects. On one hand, over the history, blond hair in women has been considered attractive and desirable. On the other hand, a blond woman is often perceived as making little use of intelligence, a “woman who relied rather on her looks rather than on intelligence”.
The dumb blonde is a popular culture derogatory stereotype  applied to portraying them as beautiful, sexy, and dumb. This stereotype is used in blonde jokes. A related derogatory stereotype is “bimbo”, an attractive but unintelligent woman regardless of hair color.


Origins:Like many popular-culture stereotypes, the origins of this concept are murky. The 1925 Anita Loos novel Gentlemen Prefer Blondes: The Illuminating Diary of a Professional Lady (later used as source for a film by the same name made by Howard Hawks and starring Marilyn Monroe) featured the character Lorelei Lee, a beautiful but empty-headed singer. While some look to this as the source for the concept, in fact, it might be far older.Some have suggested that, because Caucasian babies are often born with at least a touch of blonde hair, an association has arisen tying those having fair hair with childhood and youth (and the accompanying proclivities toward naïvité and/or innocence). Also, as blonde hair is often associated with physical attractiveness and youth, some argue that those around blondes may have a tendency to admire or fawn over them, encouraging some to behave in a child-like manner (consciously or not) in order to gain attention and affection.Late Roman writers who described depreciatively the Barbarian peoples from Northern Europe mention, among other actually negative qualities, also their blonde hair.In Medieval Europe, the upper classes tended to be darker haired than the peasantry, likely due to the period tendency to marry within one’s own class and the fact that lower class people were far more exposed to sunlight. Blonde hair was, at this time, often associated with commoners, who were ostensibly deemed less intelligent. Puritans, associating makeup and the dyeing of hair with prostitution, forbade the dyeing or bleaching of hair, creating a subtle cultural taboo on dyed hair that lasted until the 1920s in parts of North America and Europe.Around the beginning of the twentieth century, Western class stereotypes also led to the negative view of women with dyed blonde hair (or heavy makeup) as being gold diggers, seeking the attentions of men who were already financially well-established, and who were as such likely to already be married. This may have stemmed from the observation that bleached blonde hair (considered to be eye-catching) was a popular choice for the often poor, uneducated women who relied on their looks to make a living, and was common among actresses, singers, music hall performers, burlesque dancers, chorus girls and bar maids, as well as prostitutes. As women of the time typically did not work after marriage, married women still occupying such positions were rare and almost always of the lower economic classes. One of the only ways a woman might find relief from the need to support herself through such professions was to marry, but wealthy men were likely to find that a wife who had formerly been employed in the entertainment professions would not be accepted well into higher-class social circles. The practice of men beginning affairs with attractive working women which did not culminate in marriage is associated with the previously mentioned adage that “gentlemen may prefer blondes, but they marry brunettes”.It has been suggested that the concept of the ‘dumb blonde’ may also stem from the idea amongst the ancient Romans and Greeks that Northern Europeans were barbarians and thus less advanced than Southern Europeans and Europeans of South Plagious, the civilizations of Old Northern Middle East and North India (old aryans-bramahns).One interesting notion is that the Scandinavian blonde is often connected to romantic nationalism, and the stereotype of the blonde farm girl or dairy maid. In the actual romantic movement, this type crystallized in literature, mainly Synnøve Solbakken by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson and the character of Solveig from Henrik Ibsen`s Peer Gynt. Although both characters are positive and even intelligent, tradition often gives them the “dumb blonde” trademark, more or less requited.


Background:Blond hair has been considered attractive and sexy since very old times and in various human cultures, and is sometimes combined with blue eyes for further attraction. This perception is exploited in culture and advertising. At the same time, people tend to presume that blondes are less serious-minded and less intelligent than brunettes, as reflected in “blonde jokes”, which entered the American culture in 1900s. The roots of this notion may be traced to Europe, with the “dumb blonde” in question being a French courtesan named Rosalie Duthe, satirised in a 1775 play Les curiosites de la Foire.The notion of “dumb blond” has been a topic of academic research reported in scholarly articles and university symposia, which tend to confirm that many people hold to the perception that light-haired women are less intelligent than dark-haired ones.

Dumb blonde:The dumb blonde stereotype (and the associated cognitive bias) may have some negative consequences and it can also damage a blonde person’s career prospects.

Examples:Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (a novel, a Broadway musical and a film) explores the ideas of a blond woman’s appeal. The film starred Marilyn Monroe as the blonde and Jane Russell as her wise brunette friend. The Encyclopedia of Hair describes Monroe’s role as that of “a fragile woman who relied rather on her looks rather than on intelligence – what some people refer to as “dumb blond”. 

References to the “dumb” stereotype:Many blond actresses have played stereotypical “dumb blondes”, including Judy Holliday, Jayne Mansfield and Goldie Hawn.In the American sitcom Three’s Company the blond girl (originally Chrissy played by Suzanne Sommers, and later Cindy and Terri) is sweet and naive, while the brunette (Janet, Joyce DeWitt) is smart.

References countering the “dumb” stereotype:At the same time, there are many examples where the stereotype is exploited only to combat it.The film Legally Blonde starring Reese Witherspoon featured the stereotype as a centerpiece of its plot. However the protagonist turns out to be intelligent enough to graduate from Harvard Law School.Country music legend Dolly Parton, aware of this occasional characterization of her, addressed it in her 1967 hit Dumb Blonde. Parton’s lyrics challenged the stereotype, stating “...just because I’m blonde, don’t think I’m dumb ‘cause this dumb blonde ain’t nobody’s fool…”. Parton has said she was not offended by “all the dumb-blonde jokes because I know I’m not dumb. I’m also not blonde.”The author of the comic strip Blondie, Chic Young, starting with “Dumb Dora”, gradually transformed his subsequent Blondie into a smart, hard-working, family-hearted woman.
Loni Anderson’s character Jennifer Marlowe on the show WKRP in Cincinnati often played up a perception of being a dumb, flirty blonde. In several episodes it was seen she only did so to get her way.

Blonde jokes:There is a category of blonde jokes that employ the dumb-blonde stereotype for their effect.Blonde jokes have been criticized as sexist by several authors, as most blondes in these jokes are female, although male variations also exist.Research indicates that because of this, men find blonde jokes significantly more amusing than women say they do.Many blonde jokes are variations on other stereotypical jokes.Blonde jokes nearly always take the format of the blond(e) placing himself or herself in an unusual situation, performing a silly act because he or she misconstrued the meaning of how an activity is supposed to play out, or making a comment that serves to highlight his or her supposed promiscuity, lack of intelligence, or cluelessness.


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Having understood some of the reasons behind Blonde Jokes, I will now start collecting and posting some really laughable and entertaining jokes.However,I confess—-I have yet to meet a really dumb Blonde in person and would love to interact with one,before I pop off to the other world !!

 

Here is the first one at random :

 



The Blonde and the Dog : A blonde and her husband are lying in bed listening to the next door neighbor’s dog.It has been in the backyard barking for hours and hours.The blonde jumps out of bed and says ‘I’ve had enough of this,’ and she goes downstairs.
The blonde finally comes back up to bed and her husband says ‘The dog is still barking, what have you been doing?’ The blonde says ‘I put the dog in our backyard, let’s see how THEY like it!’

 

                                               

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Keep watching this space for more of BRAND Blonde Humour !!

 

                                  




 



Delay Sonia, lose job….


Following news item appeared in FE :

 

Delay Sonia, lose job




Wednesday, May 19, 2010 FE

  

Rae Bareilly: Two railway employees have been placed under suspension for allegedly causing delay in the movement of Congress chief Sonia Gandhi’s cavalcade during her visit here. Authorities took action against the employees, one of them a gateman, for not being present at a rail-crossing which was closed, when the UPA chairperson’s entourage reached there yesterday, official sources said. Gandhi’s cavalcade was stuck midway at a railway crossing of Jalalpur Ghai station and the gateman was missing.The Congress chief is on a visit to her Parliamentary constituency. 

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I read it with a chuckle and here is what I wrote to FE in response : 
 
Dear Sir,
This reminded me of a story in Hindi where instructions of top brass were passed on to the grass root workers.The exact message was

” Roko Mat, Jaaney Do ” but what got transmitted was :
” Roko,Mat Jaaney Do” !  You can understand the end result and the chaos it must have caused.Hope no heads will roll here.
J S BROCA
New Delhi.

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Dear Readers,here is a copy of my posting from FE as posted on their  website below the story of 19th May 2010 :

  

 

Comments


» Delay Sonia, lose job

 

Posted by J S Broca on 2010-05-23 18:21:19.332604+05:30


J S BROCA New Delhi 

Dear Sir, This reminded me of a story in Hindi where instructions of top brass were passed on to the grass root workers.The exact message was ” Roko Mat, Jaaney Do ” but what got transmitted was : ” Roko,Mat Jaaney Do” ! You can understand the end result and the chaos it must have caused. Hope no heads will roll here.




PINO MORE


California Winemakers

 

Here is an interesting piece of news: 


California winemakers in the Napa Valley area, which primarily produce Pinot Blanc, Pinot Noir and Pinot Grigio wines, have developed a new hybrid grape that acts as an anti-diuretic.

It is expected to reduce the number of trips older people have to make to the bathroom during the night.

The new wine will be marketed as PINO MORE

I heard it through the grapevine. 

Say No More !! Its a New Wine for Old Piddlers ! Say Hic ! Hic! Hurray !! to that….....—————————————————————————————————


This reminds me of my earlier blog of 20th Feb 2009 titled :  


URINE THERAPY  


 

Recently there were news paper reports about a certain category of our politicians who said that our rural economy could get a kick start if we used cow dung and cow’s urine for various purposes.

  

The following editorial,which appeared in a local news paper, dated 16.02.09,tickled me pink :

 

 

NATURAL STIMULII

 

 

“The RSS endorses bovine waste products to beat the downturn.A stinking idea.TRUST THE RASHTRIYA SWAYAMSEWAK SANGH (RSS) to show us the way out of all problems.Now some of you may be worrying about how to keep your heads above the water,given the economic downturn.But have no fear,the RSS way is sure to have you raising your glass,though what may be in it may be a bit of surprise cocktail.If India’s future lies in its villages,the RSS knows just how to make things work.Cow urine,dung and other byproducts are its answer to kick starting rural economics.Now for those of you who may hold your noses at this prospect,let us tell you that the saffron brigade is second to none when it comes to marketing these items.

  


If you are worried about your hair falling,well,lather up with a bit of cow urine shampoo.You may not be the most popular in the odour stakes after this,but keep bovine preservation at the top of your mind.And if the patriot in you does not quail at this,try to keep your pearlies intact with,wait for it,cow dung tooth powder.May be you may want to sit a while and think things over before rushing to your nearest gau raksha pharmacy.Well,the RSS has thought of your comfort even then in the form of fine furniture and easy on the eye sculpture (from cow dung) .No longer do you need to ask that familiar question :’ how now brown cow ?’

 

The RSS has told you exactly how to resolve that dilemma of how to waste not and want not.  

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This news item and cock and bull story is not new for an oldie like me.I recall vividly from my memory about one of our ex-Prime Ministers –Shri Morarji Bhai Desai,who had a great penchant for things bovine.He was a staunch supporter of Urine Therapy.Those interested in knowing the details of this therapy may click on or visit the following site :

 


 

The write-up in this well researched article makes the following specific mention :

 

Quote : 

 


In 1978, the former Prime Minister of India, Morarji Desai, a longtime practitioner of urine therapy, spoke to Dan Rather on 60 Minutes about urine therapy. Desai stated that urine therapy was the perfect medical solution for the millions of Indians who cannot afford medical treatment.

 

Unquote.

 

It was also rumored that the secret of this gentleman’s health was in a daily peg of the bovine liquid kind !


I had read about this and I had written about it in my letter dated 10th January 1978 to The Editor of “The Illustrated Weekly Of India” (Khushwant Singh)

 

This is  what I had written with reference to the editorial on the Janta Party in the issue dated 8th January 1978 :

 

“ With reference to your editorial in the issue dated 8th January 1978,I would like to advise the ruling Janta Party to be careful in 1978.

 

I have tried to put my words in verse as under.Please give it some space in one of your future issues.

 

What the Janta Party needs is ” political therapy” and leave concentrating on

 

URINE THERAPY !!

 

U-  Unmindful about all other matters,

 

R-  Requiring action–and not just chatter,

 

I -  Indian leaders just go on tours,

 

N- Not one bit worried about me and you !

 

E- Endless promises and glorious hopes,

 

T- That can convince only –but dopes,

 

H- Have from leaders, come so far,

 

E- Easy saying,than doing it yaar !

 

R- Real problems are jobs and poverty,

 

A- And says the PM–” drink urine tea “

 

P- Poor show and poor work till now,

 

Y- Ye leaders,wake up, or you will fall,you know how !! “

 

- J S Broca

  Baroda

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My dear readers,the above prophesy (about its fall) came out to be quite true.

 

The Janta Party failed miserably to govern the nation.It rose and fell with a thud.The rise and fall is well documented.

 

Those of you who are students of political science or are interested to know exactly what happened and how it happened,can read about it by clicking on the following link or going to the site:

 


 

Friends,your feedback is welcome.      

 

Here let me raise a toast to our nation’s as well as our health, but the peg is certainly not filled with the bovine liquid,infamously then called “MORARJI COLA

 

Incidentally,that reminds me that COCA COLA had left India sometime in 1977.It is an interesting story.Those interested may click on or visit :

 


 

The history of Coca Cola is equally interesting.Readers may love reading what is available at the following site or link :

 


 

Let me say CHEERS and end on this note                                                                                        









           

 

 

  








WANTED : A Hangman

WANTED : A Hangman



    


I read the following news item with a fistful of salt : 

Kasab’’s death penalty: Where is the hangman?
May 6, 2010
Mumbai, May 6 : Pakistani gunman Ajmal Kasab may have been sent to gallows but where is the hangman? 
 

This question popped up today after 22-year-old Kasab was ordered by a Mumbai trial court to be hanged by the neck until death since not a single hangman is on jail rolls. Maharashtra, whose capital Mumbai suffered the country’’s worst terror attack in 2008, does not have a hangman.
The story is the same be it in the national capital’’s Tihar jail where the last hanging was carried out in 1989 or in West Bengal which executed a capital punishment in 2004. “We had always borrowed hangman from other prisons.
Anyone who volunteers for the job can do it. Even if there is no hangman to be found, any police officer from the rank of a constable can also do it if he volunteers,” a Tihar Jail official said.
Legally, the government can appoint a hangman either for a short-term basis or as a permanent appointee. “If there is such a problem, it is only temporary.
The government can either appoint someone on a short-term basis or permanently. Moreover, any jail official can also do the job if he wishes,” G Venkatesh Rao, senior Supreme Court lawyer, who was also involved in the Indira Gandhi Assassination case said.
It was in 1989 that Satwant and Kehar Singh, convicted in Indira Gandhi Assassination case, were hanged to death. The latest case of execution was of Dhananjay Chatterjee who killed 14-year-old Hetal Parikh on March 5, 1990 at her apartment residence in Bhowanipur.
Chatterjee was kept at Alipore Jail for 14 years before his mercy plea was rejected by former President A P J Abdul Kalam and he was hanged to death on August 14, 2004. He was executed by the 87-year old hangman Nata Mullick in West Bengal.
Mullick, whose father Shibal Mullick was a hangman in the British colonial days, died in December 2009. Major jails across India face an acute shortage of trained hangmen.
Only men are employed for this job and the candidate has to be above 5 feet 4 inches tall. Other than the morbid nature of the job, the meagre salary also acts as a deterrent.
The hangman only gets a paltry amount of Rs 150 to Rs 200 for each execution.

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The above news item compelled me to draft an advertisement for the post of a Hangman.

Here is my version-subject to modifications/suggestions from the readers: 

Government Of India

Department Of Capital Punishment (DCP)

Invites applications for the post of a Hangman

(For Supreme Court / High Courts of India)

Last Date for receipt of applications is 30th June 2010.

For details log on to : www.dcp.gov.in   &/or visit

Department Of Capital Punishment’s website and view details under

the caption :”Vacancies for a Hangman”

Total vacancies :10 ( likely to be inceased in next review )

For those who are not computer savvy or do not have access to internet facilities,here is the low down on the job details :

Age :Minimum 25. Maximum 65.

Qualifications :Minimum :NIL Maximum :Class XII (Science Stream)

Experience :No prior experience is necessary.

However,recommendations from family members / close relatives of previous reputed hangmen of the country,will be given due consideration.

Reservation :50% seats reserved for SC/ST/OBC as per norms/guidelines with approprriate relaxations in age,qualifications,experience,recommendations etc to deserving candidates.

Selection will be based on following criteria :Applicants to submit a 500 words essay in any Indian language or in English on the subject titled :” Why I would Love to be a Hangman “.The essay will be evaluated for its contents and originality by a panel of eminent advocates and their viewpoint will be final and there will be no scope for appeal on their decision.

Knowledge of various types of ropes,Indian rope tricks,nooses,boy-scout knots etc will be and added advantage and preferred.

Selected candidates will be given a month’s training in a suitable Indian jail (Of your choice. Please indicate 3 choices in order of preference) well equipped with the state-of-the-art machinery/equipment.Training will include using dummies of different weights,with different  types of ropes / knots and the performance will be appraised by a panel of retired judges.

No stipend / allowance will be paid during the training but arrangements for lodging boarding will be made as per norms.

Emoluments : Rs.500/- in cash per successful hanging ( Remuneration is likely to be increased as soon as recommendations of “8th Pay Commission For Review of Hangmen’s Salaries”are approved by suitable Act )

Desirable qualities of Applicants :

a) Sound physique b) Sound mind c) Stone-hearted d) Without an ounce of milk-of-human-kindness  e) No stock of tears (real or crocodile)  f) No sense of shock or remorse after each hanging.

As an added incentive, a special quota of 5 pouches of country liquor will be delivered to the hangman’s quarters after successful hanging is certified by appropriate jail authority.

The Hangman who executes Kasab will have the unconditional rights of telling his story to the media or writing a book or taking part in a reality TV show or selling the rights of filming his  appearances on international TV channels,without any prior permission from any authority and any income through such acts will be totally exempt from Income Tax as a special case.

Any other incentives/bonuses are subject to approval of JPC’s findings on their study report on ” Making the job of a Hangman in Indian Jails-smoother and easier “expected to be released by 15th August 2010 (with provisions for 3 annual extensions on merits of the case or on genuine reasons)

Submit Applications with 3 passport sized coloured photographs by speed-post with a stamped self addressed envelope for sending the interview call letter.

Applications received after the dead-line will be considered in next round provided no successful candidates are found for the posts in the first round.


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Should I expect a large number of Applications for such a coveted post in our country where the un-employment index is much higher than the BSE/NSE stock index/SENSEX etc.??


  






Six Minutes Late



Six Minutes Late



 

Here is a fascinating tale,I heard recently in a mocktail party circuit :

There was a man named George who got a new job. His fellow employees always met for a round of golf every Saturday. They asked George to meet them at 10:00 Saturday morning. George replied that he would love to meet them, but he may be 6 minutes late.

On Saturday morning George was there at exactly 10:00. He golfed right handed and won the round.

Following Saturday rolls around, and George says that he will be there, but he may be 6 minutes late again. He shows up right on time, golf’s left handed, and wins the round. This continues for the next few weeks, with George always saying that he may be 6 minutes late, and then always winning the round golfing, either left or right handed.

The other employees are getting tired of this, and decided to ask him what the deal was.

They said, ‘’George, every Saturday you say you may be six minutes late.

You never are. Then you show up and golf with either right handed or left handed, and always win. What is up with that?

George replies, ‘’Well, I am a very superstitious kind of guy.

Every Saturday when I wake up, I look over at my wife. If she is sleeping on her left side, I golf left handed. If she is sleeping on her right side, I golf right handed.’’

‘’Well,’’ one of the employees questioned, ‘’What happens if she is laying on her back?’’

George replies, ‘’Then I am 6 minutes late.’‘


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Keep Smiling….....and better late than never, no ?



         

 


The Daffodil Principle

The Daffodil Principle


(Dear readers, I read something highly motivating, so I would like to share it with you.) 

Several times my daughter had telephoned to say, “Mother, you must come to see the daffodils before they are over.” I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead “I will come next Tuesday”, I promised a little reluctantly on her third call.


Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had promised, and reluctantly I drove there. When I finally walked into Carolyn’s house I was welcomed by the joyful sounds of happy children. I delightedly hugged and greeted my grandchildren.


“Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is invisible in these clouds and fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these children that I want to see badly enough to drive another inch!”


My daughter smiled calmly and said, “We drive in this all the time, Mother.” “Well, you won’t get me back on the road until it clears, and then I’m heading for home!” I assured her.


“But first we’re going to see the daffodils. It’s just a few blocks,” Carolyn said. “I’ll drive. I’m used to this.”


“Carolyn,” I said sternly, “please turn around.” “It’s all right, Mother, I promise. You will never forgive yourself if you miss this experience.”


After about twenty minutes, we turned onto a small gravel road and I saw a small church. On the far side of the church, I saw a hand lettered sign with an arrow that read, “Daffodil Garden.” We got out of the car, each took a child’s hand, and I followed Carolyn down the path. Then, as we turned a corner, I looked up and gasped. Before me lay the most glorious sight….        


           


It looked as though someone had taken a great vat of gold and poured it over the mountain peak and its surrounding slopes. The flowers were planted in majestic, swirling patterns, great ribbons and swaths of deep orange, creamy white, lemon yellow, salmon pink, and saffron and butter yellow.

Each different-colored variety was planted in large groups so that it swirled and flowed like its own river with its own unique hue. There were five acres of flowers. “Who did this?” I asked Carolyn. “Just one woman,” Carolyn answered. “She lives on the property. That’s her home.” Carolyn pointed to a well-kept A-frame house, small and modestly sitting in the midst of all that glory. We walked up to the house.

On the patio, we saw a poster. “Answers to the Questions I Know You Are Asking”, was the headline. The first answer was a simple one. “50,000 bulbs,” it read. The second answer was, “One at a time, by one woman. Two hands, two feet, and one brain.” The third answer was, “Began in 1958.”For me, that moment was a life-changing experience. I thought of this woman whom I had never met, who, more than forty years before, had begun, one bulb at a time, to bring her vision of beauty and joy to an obscure mountaintop. Planting one bulb at a time, year after year, this unknown woman had forever changed the world in which she lived. One day at a time, she had created something of extraordinary magnificence, beauty, and inspiration. The principle her daffodil garden taught is one of the greatest principles of celebration. 

 

That is, learning to move toward our goals and desires one step at a time—often just one baby-step at time—and learning to love the doing, learning to use the accumulation of time. When we multiply tiny pieces of time with small increments of daily effort, we too will find we can accomplish magnificent things. We can change the world …It makes me sad in a way,” I admitted to Carolyn. “What might I have accomplished if I had thought of a wonderful goal thirty-five or forty years ago and had worked away at it ‘one bulb at a time’ through all those years? Just think what I might have been able to achieve!”

 

My daughter summed up the message of the day in her usual direct way. “Start tomorrow,” she said.

 

She was right. It’s so pointless to think of the lost hours of yesterdays. The way to make learning a lesson of celebration instead of a cause for regret is to only ask, “How can I put this to use today?”

 

Use the Daffodil Principle. Stop waiting.....

 

Until your car or home is paid off

 

Until you get a new car or home

 

Until your kids leave the house

 

Until you go back to school

 

Until you finish school

 

Until you clean the house

 

Until you organize the garage

 

Until you clean off your desk

 

Until you lose 10 kgs.

 

Until you gain 10 kgs.

 

Until you get married

 

Until you get a divorce

 

Until you have kids

 

Until the kids go to school

 

Until you retire

 

Until summer

 

Until spring

 

Until winter

 

Until fall

 

Until you die…There is no better time than right now to be happy.

 

Happiness is a journey, not a destination. So work like you don’t need money.

 

Love like you’ve never been hurt, and, dance

 

  

Natural Law Day


Natural Law Day

  

Do you know that every year, 27th April is celebrated asNatural Law Day ” ? It is certainly not celebrated here in India !!

 

Here is the information related to my favourite bird: the chicken-dressed or undressed, as the case may be !!

 

In 1417, a chicken in Basel, Switzerland, was burned at the stake for violating natural law by laying a brightly coloured egg.The chicken was believed to be an Araucana-Ameraucana Strainn, which lay coloured eggs of blue-green shades from turquoise to deep olive !!  

It would be great to have such a chicken around Easter, wouldn’t it ?

Cock-a-doodle-doooooooo !!

 

    

 

New Hat

New Hat


An old lady was standing at the railing of the cruise ship holding her hat on tightly so that it wouldn’t blow off in the wind.



A gentleman approached her and said: “Pardon me madam. I do not intend to be forward but did you know that your dress is blowing up in this high wind?”“Yes I know” said the lady “I need both hands to hold onto this hat.”

“But madam, you must know that your privates are exposed!” said the gentleman in earnest.

The woman looked down, then back up at the man and replied “Sir, anything you see down there is 85 years old. I just bought this hat yesterday! It’s only a day old.”

You see which way the wind blows, no? 

Enjoy the breeze!!