<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262</id><updated>2011-11-28T06:27:54.306+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to a ĐìžźŸ world .. 2nd blob on Mars ®</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi, I'm Amar, walking on this planet since 15th Aug 78. A perfect Leo!
I feel that u can't guess one's personality by just reading their intro’s. Not until you live with them, talk to them, be a part of their laughter and despairs. And believe me one can't possibly describe himself completely.
Love music, net surfing, long walks/drives, friends, movies, sports, and whatever comes by. Interested in collecting funny &amp; interesting pictures, text files, inspirational quotes &amp; thoughts on love etc.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-5089483897655559625</id><published>2007-07-14T21:08:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-14T21:09:29.942+05:30</updated><title type='text'>HEADLINES DATED 1ST JAN 2023:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. President Sonia Gandhi and Prime Minister Priyanka Gandhi receive Italian Prime Minister Rahul Gandhi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Dhoom 17 ready for release.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. I will play next world cup - Sachin Tendulkar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. Salman, Vivek and Abhishek attend Aishwarya's 3rd marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Mein tau aabhi jawan hu - Dev Anand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Petrol Rs.999/lt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. Kyunki saas bhi kabhi bahu thi completed 2,50,000 episodes &amp;amp; Baa has completed 400yrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Coach Ganguly resigns, as India went out of world cup in 1st round after losing to Korea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. N.Siddhu will launch his own TV channal where he can speak for a whole day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-5089483897655559625?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5089483897655559625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=5089483897655559625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/5089483897655559625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/5089483897655559625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2007/07/headlines-dated-1st-jan-2023.html' title='HEADLINES DATED 1ST JAN 2023:'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-5460612324367661472</id><published>2007-07-14T20:44:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-14T20:47:05.470+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Worlds Best Farewell Email - absolute piece of art !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear Co-Workers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As many of you probably know, today is my last day. But before I leave, I wanted to take this opportunity to let you know what a great and distinct pleasure it has been to type “Today is my last day.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For nearly as long as I’ve worked here, I’ve hoped that I might one day leave this company. And now that this dream has become a reality, please know that I could not have reached this goal without your unending lack of support. Words cannot express my gratitude for the words of gratitude you did not express.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would especially like to thank all of my managers: in an age where miscommunication is all too common, you consistently impressed and inspired me with the sheer magnitude of your misinformation. It takes a strong man to admit his mistake - it takes a stronger man to attribute his mistake to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Over the past three years, you have taught me more than I could ever ask for and, in most cases, ever did ask for. I have been fortunate enough to work with some absolutely interchangeable supervisors on a wide variety of seemingly identical projects - an invaluable lesson in overcoming daily tedium in overcoming daily tedium in overcoming daily tedium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your demands were high and your patience short, but I take great solace knowing that my work was, as stated on my annual review, "mostly satisfactory." That is the type of praise that sends a man home happy after even a 10 hour day, smiling his way through half a bottle of mostly satisfactory scotch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And to most of my peers: even though we barely acknowledged each other within these office walls, I hope that in the future, should we pass on the street, you will regard me the same way as I regard you: sans eye contact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But to those few souls with whom I’ve actually interacted, here are my personalized notes of farewell:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To Rudy: I will always remember sharing lunch with you, despite having clearly labeled it with my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To Steven: I will miss detecting your flatulence as much as you will clearly miss walking past my cubicle to deliver it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To Eileen: Best wishes on your ongoing campaign to popularize these “email forwards.” I sincerely hope you receive that weekend full of good luck, that hug from an old friend, and that baby for your dusty womb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To Felix: I left a new wristwatch on your desk. It is so that you might be able to still tell time even without your hourly phone call to let me know the copier is jammed. (Call Steven – he’ll come by.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And finally, to Kat: you were right - I tested positive. We’ll talk later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, in parting, if I could pass on any word of advice to the individual who will soon be filling my position, it would be to cherish this experience like a sponge and soak it up like a good woman, because a job opportunity like this comes along only once in a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meaning: if I had to work here again in this lifetime, I would sooner kill myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Very truly yours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chris Kula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PS: I will be throwing myself a happy hour farewell party at the burnt-out bar in the sub-basement of the bus station. Please do not stop by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-5460612324367661472?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5460612324367661472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=5460612324367661472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/5460612324367661472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/5460612324367661472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2007/07/worlds-best-farewell-email-absolute.html' title='Worlds Best Farewell Email - absolute piece of art !!'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-1200400400915003909</id><published>2007-07-14T20:42:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-14T20:44:26.721+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Santa Singh's application to the Principal .. awesome !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Principle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guru Harkishan Public School, Kalka Ji ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;New Delhi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sir,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Binti eh hai ki ajj kall school vich Dil nahin lagda te raat nu neend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;vi nahi aandi. Kyonki school vich kudiyyan ghatt ne. Sohni vee nai hai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;jo hai oh sabb eniyann ajeeb ne ki dekhann nu ji ni karda, sab kaali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;peeli hengi. Te Madama v koih khass patakka ya jabardast maal nahi haan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hor kuch nai te ghatt to ghatt receptionist hi sohni rakh lavo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;taaki nave bachhe admission laen layyee motivate ho sakan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aap ji da bahut dhannwad howega.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your's faithfully,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Santa Singh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-1200400400915003909?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/1200400400915003909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=1200400400915003909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/1200400400915003909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/1200400400915003909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2007/07/santa-singhs-application-to-principal.html' title='Santa Singh&apos;s application to the Principal .. awesome !!'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-1299812504291655057</id><published>2007-07-14T19:17:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-07-14T19:20:10.410+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever wondered.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...that letters 'a', 'b', 'c' &amp; 'd' do not appear anywhere in the spellings of 1 to 99 (Letter 'd' comes for the first time in Hundred)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...that letters 'a', 'b' &amp;amp; 'c' do not appear anywhere in the spellings of 1 to 999 (Letter 'a' comes for the first time in Thousand)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...that letters 'b' &amp;amp; 'c' do not appear anywhere in the spellings of 1 to 999,999,999 (Letter 'b' comes for the first time in Billion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...that letter 'c' does not appear anywhere in the spellings of entire English Counting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-1299812504291655057?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/1299812504291655057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=1299812504291655057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/1299812504291655057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/1299812504291655057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2007/07/have-you-ever-wondered.html' title='Have you ever wondered.......'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-5368046395707870762</id><published>2007-05-08T23:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-05-08T23:53:58.627+05:30</updated><title type='text'>10 Most Common Passwords</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Article_Date"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;      &lt;!--&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;--&gt;         &lt;/table&gt;&lt;!--C2C--&gt;&lt;!--C2C--&gt;    &lt;/td&gt;        &lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;    &lt;/tr&gt;        &lt;tr&gt;  &lt;td colspan="2" align="left"&gt;   &lt;div class="article_body"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span name="intelliTxt" id="intelliTXT"&gt;&lt;p nd="1"&gt;If you recognize yours, you may as well hand over your wallet or purse to the first person you see on the street. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li nd="2"&gt;password&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li nd="3"&gt;123456&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li nd="4"&gt;qwerty&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li nd="5"&gt;abc123&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li nd="6"&gt;letmein&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li nd="7"&gt;monkey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li nd="8"&gt;myspace1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li nd="9"&gt;password1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li nd="10"&gt;link182&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li nd="11"&gt;(your first name)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;!-- Vignette V6 Thu Apr 19 13:06:27 2007 --&gt; &lt;!--WEB 13--&gt; &lt;!--Begin T2825--&gt;  &lt;!--End T2825--&gt;   &lt;!-- RELATED LINKS --&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Source: InTechnology.com, 2007&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-5368046395707870762?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5368046395707870762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=5368046395707870762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/5368046395707870762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/5368046395707870762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2007/05/10-most-common-passwords.html' title='10 Most Common Passwords'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-5428543931344620764</id><published>2007-04-29T16:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2007-04-29T16:55:52.208+05:30</updated><title type='text'>In the line of Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" style="border: medium none ; border-collapse: collapse;" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style=""&gt;   &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid windowtext; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 293.4pt;" valign="top" width="391"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: maroon;"&gt;Vivek Pradhan wasn't a happy man. Even the   plush comfort of the First&lt;br /&gt;  Class air-conditioned compartment of the Shatabdi Express couldn't cool his&lt;br /&gt;  frayed nerves. He was the Project Manager and entitled to air travel. It was&lt;br /&gt;  not the prestige he sought, he had tried to reason with the admin guy, it&lt;br /&gt;  was the savings in time. A PM had so many things to do!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  He opened his case and took out the laptop, determined to put the time to   some good use.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "Are you from the software industry sir," the man beside him was   staring&lt;br /&gt;  appreciatively at the laptop.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Vivek glanced briefly and mumbled in affirmation, handling the laptop now   with exaggerated care and importance as if it were an expensive car.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "You people have brought so much advancement to the country sir. Today&lt;br /&gt;  everything is getting computerized."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  'Thanks," smiled Vivek, turning around to give the man a detailed look.   He always found it difficult to resist appreciation. The man was young and   stocky like a sportsman. He looked simple and strangely out of place in that   little lap of luxury like a small town boy in a prep school. He probably was   a Railway sportsman making the most of his free traveling pass.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "You people always amaze me," the man continued, "You sit in   an office and write something on a computer and it does so many big things   outside."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Vivek smiled deprecatingly. Naivety demanded reasoning not anger. "It is   not as simple as that my friend. It is not just a question of writing a few   lines. There is a lot of process that goes behind it." For a moment he   was tempted to explain the entire Software Development Lifecycle but   restrained himself to a single statement. "It is complex, very   complex."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "It has to be. No wonder you people are so highly paid," came the   reply.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  This was not turning out as Vivek had thought. A hint of belligerence came   into his so far affable, persuasive tone.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "Everyone just sees the money. No one sees the amount of hard work we   have to put in." "Hard work!" "Indians have such a narrow   concept of hard work.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Just because we sit in an air-conditioned office doesn't mean our brows don't   sweat. You exercise the muscle; we exercise the mind and believe me that is   no less taxing."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  He had the man where he wanted him and it was time to drive home the point.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "Let me give you an example. Take this train. The entire railway   reservation system is computerized. You can book a train ticket between any   two stations from any of the hundreds of computerized booking centers across   the country.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Thousands of transactions accessing a single database at a given time;   concurrency, data integrity, locking, data security. Do you understand the   complexity in designing and coding such a system?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  The man was stuck with amazement, like a child at a planetarium. This was   something big and beyond his imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: maroon;"&gt;"You design and code such things."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "I used to," Vivek paused for effect, "But now I am the   project manager,"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "Oh!" sighed the man, as if the storm had passed over, "so   your life is easy now."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  It was like being told the fire was better than the frying pan. The man had   to be given a feel of the heat.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: windowtext windowtext windowtext -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 293.4pt;" valign="top" width="391"&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Tahoma; color: maroon;"&gt;"Oh come on, does life ever get easy as   you go up the ladder. Responsibility only brings more work. Design and   coding! That is the easier part. Now I&lt;br /&gt;  don't do it, but I am responsible for it and believe me, that is far more   stressful. My job is to get the work done in time and with the highest   quality. And to tell you about the pressures! There is the customer at one   end always changing his requirements, the user wanting something else and   your boss always expecting you to have finished it yesterday."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Vivek paused in his diatribe, his belligerence fading with self-realization.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  What he had said was not merely the outburst of a wronged man, it was the   truth. And one need not get angry while defending the truth.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "My friend," he concluded triumphantly, "you don't know what   it is to be in the line of fire."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  The man sat back in his chair, his eyes closed as if in realization. When he   spoke after sometime, it was with a calm certainty that surprised Vivek.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "I know sir, I know what it is to be in the line of fire," He was   staring blankly as if no passenger, no train existed, just a vast expanse of   time.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "There were 30 of us when we were ordered to capture Point 4875 in the   cover of the night. The enemy was firing from the top. There was no knowing   where the next bullet was going to come from and for whom. In the morning   when we finally hoisted the tricolor at the top only 4 of us were   alive."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "You are a..."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "I am Subedar Sushant Singh from the 13 J&amp;K Rifles on duty at Peak   4875 in Kargil. They tell me I have completed my term and can opt for a land   assignment. But tell me sir, can one give up duty just because it makes life   easier. On the dawn of that capture one of my colleagues lay injured in the   snow, open to enemy fire while we were hiding behind a bunker. It was my&lt;br /&gt;  job to go and fetch that soldier to safety. But my captain refused me   permission and went ahead himself. He said that the first pledge he had   taken, as a &lt;b&gt;Gentleman Cadet&lt;/b&gt; was to put the safety and welfare of the   nation foremost followed by the safety and welfare of the men he commanded.   His own personal safety came last, always and every time. He was killed as he   shielded that soldier into the bunker. Every morning now as I stand guard I can   see him taking all those bullets, which were actually meant for me. I know   sir, I know what it is to be in the line of fire."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Vivek looked at him in disbelief not sure of his reply. Abruptly he switched   off the laptop. It seemed trivial, even insulting to edit a word document in   the presence of a man for whom valor and duty was a daily part of life; a   valor and sense of duty which he had so far attributed only to epical heroes.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  The train slowed down as it pulled into the station and Subedar Sushant Singh   picked up his bags to alight.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "It was nice meeting you sir."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Vivek fumbled with the handshake. This was the hand that had climbed   mountains, pressed the trigger and hoisted the tricolor. Suddenly as if by   impulse he stood at attention, and his right hand went up in an impromptu   salute.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  It was the least he felt he could do for the country.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  This incident during the capture of Peak 4875 is a true life incident during   the Kargil war. &lt;b&gt;Major Vikram Batra&lt;/b&gt; sacrificed his life while trying to   save one of the men he commanded, as victory was within sight. For this and   his various other acts of bravery he was posthumously awarded the &lt;b&gt;Param   Vir Chakra&lt;/b&gt; - the nation's highest military award&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;  &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-5428543931344620764?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/5428543931344620764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=5428543931344620764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/5428543931344620764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/5428543931344620764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2007/04/in-line-of-fire.html' title='In the line of Fire'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-115262945245407806</id><published>2006-07-11T20:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-11T20:20:52.473+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Fourteen Things That It Took Me Over 50 Years To Learn—by Dave Barry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Article courtesy : http://www.lucidcafe.com/library/pearls.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   1. Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   2. If you had to identify, in one word, the reason why the human race has not achieved, and never will achieve, its full potential, that word would be "meetings."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   3. There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   4. People who want to share their religious views with you almost never want you to share yours with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   5. You should not confuse your career with your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   6. Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   7. Never lick a steak knife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   8. The most destructive force in the universe is gossip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;   9. You will never find anybody who can give you a clear and compelling reason why we observe daylight savings time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  10. You should never say anything to a woman that even remotely suggests that you think she's pregnant unless you can see an actual baby emerging from her at that moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  11. There comes a time when you should stop expecting other people to make a big deal about your birthday. That time is age eleven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  12. The one thing that unites all human beings, regardless of age, gender, religion, economic status or ethnic background, is that, deep down inside, we ALL believe that we are above-average drivers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  13. A person who is nice to you, but rude to the waiter, is not a nice person. (This is very important. Pay attention. It never fails.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  14. Your friends love you anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thought for the day:&lt;/span&gt; Never be afraid to try something new. Remember that a lone amateur built the Ark. A large group of professionals built the Titanic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-115262945245407806?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115262945245407806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=115262945245407806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/115262945245407806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/115262945245407806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/07/fourteen-things-that-it-took-me-over.html' title='Fourteen Things That It Took Me Over 50 Years To Learn—by Dave Barry'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-115262568743370993</id><published>2006-07-11T19:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-11T19:18:07.446+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Precious Present - author unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A long but worth reading story. Tell me your opinion about it by filling up the comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  "Once       there was a boy…. Who listened to an old man.  And, thus, he began to learn       about The Precious Present.  "It is a present because it is a       gift," the contented man explained.  "And it is precious because       anyone who receives such a present is happy forever."&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;       "Wow!" the little boy exclaimed.  "I hope someone give me       The Precious Present.  Maybe I'll get it for Christmas."  The boy ran       off to play.  And the old man smiled.  He liked to watch the little boy       play.  He saw the smile on the youngster's face and heard him laughing as       he swung from a nearby tree.  The boy was happy.  And it was a joy to see.&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;The old man also liked to watch       the boy work.  He even rose early on Saturday mornings to watch the little       laborer mow the lawn across the street.  The boy actually whistled while he       worked.  The little child was happy no matter what he was doing.            It was,       indeed, a joy to behold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;When he thought about what the       old man had said, the boy thought he understood.  He knew about presents.            Like the bicycle he got for his birthday and the gifts he found under the       tree on Christmas morning.  But as the boy thought more about it, he knew.            The joy of toys never lasts forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;The boy began to feel uneasy.            "What then," he wondered, "is The Precious Present?            What       could possibly make me happy forever?"  He found it difficult to even       imagine the answer.  And so he returned to ask the old man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;"Is the Present a magical       ring?  One that I might put on my finger and make all my wishes come       true?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;"No," the       old man said.   "The precious present has nothing to do with       wishing."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;As the boy grew older he       continued to wonder.  He went to the old man.  "Is the Precious Present       a flying carpet?" he inquired.  "One that I could get on and go       any place that I like?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;"No," the man quietly       replied.   "When you have the precious present, you will be perfectly content to       be where you are."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;The boy was becoming a young man       now, and felt a bit foolish for asking. But he was uncomfortable. He began       to see that he was not achieving what he wanted. "Is the Precious       Present," he slowly ventured, "a sunken treasure? Perhaps rare       gold coins buried by pirates long ago?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;"No, young man," the       old man told him. "It is not.  The richness is rare, indeed, but       the wealth of the Present comes only from itself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;The young man thought for a       moment. Then he became annoyed. "You told me," the young man       said, "that anyone who receives such a present would be happy       forever. I never got such a gift as a child."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;"I'm afraid you don't       understand," the old man responded.  "You already know what       the Precious Present is.  You already know where to find it.        And you already know how it can make you happy.  You knew it best       when you were a small child.  You simply have forgotten."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;The young man went away to       think. But as time passed, he became frustrated, and finally angry. He       eventually confronted the old man. "If you want me to be happy,"       the young man shouted, "why don't you just tell me what the Precious       Present is?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;"And where to find       it?" the old man volleyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;"Yes, exactly," the       young man demanded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;"I would like to," the       old man began. "But I do not have such power. No one does.  Only       you have the power to make yourself happy.  Only you.  The       Precious Present isn't something that someone gives you.  It's a gift       that you give yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;The young man was confused, but       determined. He resolved to find the Precious Present himself. And so he       packed his bags. He left where he was. And went elsewhere. To look for the       Precious Present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;After many frustrating years,       the man grew tired of looking for the Precious Present. He had read all       the latest books. And he had looked in The Wall Street Journal. He had       looked into the mirror. And into the faces of other people. He had wanted       so much to find the Precious Present. He had gone to extraordinary       lengths. He had looked for it at the tops of mountains and in cold dark       caves. He had searched for it in dense, humid jungles. And underneath the       seas. But it was all to no avail. His stressful search had exhausted him.       He even became ill occasionally. But he did not know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;The man returned wearily to the       old man's side. The old man was happy to see him. They often laughed out       loud together. The young man liked to be with the old man. He felt happy       in his presence. He guessed that this was because the old man felt happy       with himself. It wasn't that the old man's life was so trouble-free. He       didn't appear to have a lot of money. He seemed to be alone most of the       time. In fact, there was no apparent reason why he was so much happier and       healthier than most people were. But happy he was. And so were those who       spent time with him. "Why does it feel so good to be with him?"       the young man wondered. "Why?" He left wondering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;After many years, the once-young       man returned to inquire further. He was now very unhappy and often ill. He       needed to talk with the old man. But the old man had grown very, very old.       And, all too soon, he spoke no more. The wise voice could no longer be       heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;The man was alone. At first, he       was saddened by the loss of his old friend. And then he became frightened.       Very frightened. He was afraid that he would never learn how to be happy.       Until  finally he accepted what had always been true. He was the only       one who could find his own happiness. The unhappy man recalled what the       happy old man had told him so many years ago. But as hard as he tried he       could not figure it out; he tried to understand what he had heard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;THE PRESENT HAS NOTHING TO DO       WITH WISHING…. WHEN YOU HAVE THE PRESENT YOU WILL BE PERFECTLY CONTENT       TO BE WHERE YOU ARE…. THE RICHNESS OF THE PRESENT COMES FROM ITS OWN       SOURCE…. THE PRESENT IS NOT SOMETHING THAT SOMEONE GIVES YOU…. IT IS       SOMETHING THAT YOU GIVE TO YOURSELF. . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;The unhappy man was now tired of       looking for the Precious Present. He had grown so tired of trying that he       simply stopped trying. And then, it happened! He didn't know why it       happened when it happened. It just…. Happened! He realized that the       Precious Present was just that: THE PRESENT. Not the past; and not the       future, but THE PRECIOUS PRESENT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;In an instant the man was happy.       He realized that he was in the Precious Present. He raised both hands       triumphantly into the cool, fresh air. He was joyous--for one moment. But       then, just as quickly as he had discovered it, he let the joy of the       present moment evaporate. He slowly lowered his hands, touched his       forehead, and frowned. The man was unhappy--again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;"Why," he asked       himself, "didn't I see the obvious long ago? Why have I missed so       many precious moments?" "Why has it taken me so long to live in       the present?" As the man remembered his fruitless travels around the       world in his search for the Precious Present, he knew how much happiness       he had lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;He had not experienced what each       special time and place had to offer. He had missed a great deal. And he       felt sad. The man continued to berate himself. And then he saw what he was       doing. He observed that he was trapped by his guilt about his past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;When he became aware of his       unhappiness and of his being in the past, he returned to the present       moment. And he was happy. But then the man began to worry about the       future. "Will I," he asked, "be able to know the joy of       living in the Precious Present tomorrow?" Then he saw he was living       in the future and laughed--at himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;He listened to what he now knew.       And he heard the wisdom of his own voice.  "It is wise for me to       think about the past and to learn from it, but it is not wise for me to be       in the past, for that is how I lose myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;"It is also wise for me to       think about the future, and to prepare for my future, but it is not wise       for me to be in the future, for that, too, is how I lose myself.  I       lose what is precious to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;It was so simple. And now he saw       it. The present nourished him. But the man knew it was not going to be       easy. Learning to be in the present was a process he was going to have to       do over and over, again and again, until it became a part of him. Now he       knew why he had enjoyed being with the old man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;The old man was totally present       when he was with the younger man. The old man was not thinking about       something else or wishing that he was somewhere else. He was fully       present. And it felt good to be with such a person. The younger man smiled       at himself, the way the old man used to smile. He knew. "I can choose       to be happy now, or I can try to be happy when. . . or if. . . ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;The man chose NOW! And now the       man was happy. He felt at peace with himself. He agreed to savor each       moment in his life…. The apparently good and the apparently bad…. Even       if he didn't understand. For the first time in his life, it didn't matter.       He accepted each of his precious moments on this planet as a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;"I know that some people       choose to receive the Precious Present when they are young, others in       middle age, and some when they are old.  Some people, sadly, never       do.  I can choose to receive the Precious Present whenever I       want."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;As the man sat thinking, he felt       fortunate. He was whom he was where he was. And now he knew! He would       always be whom he was where he was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;He listened again to his       thoughts. "The present is what it is.  It is valuable.        Even I do not know why.  It is already just the way it is supposed to       be.  When I see the present, accept the present, and experience the       present, I am well, and I am happy.  Pain is simply the difference       between what is and what I want it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;"When I feel guilty over my       imperfect past, or I am anxious over my unknown future, I do not live in       the present.  I experience pain.  I make myself ill.  And I       am unhappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;"My past was the       present.  And my future will be the present.  The present moment       is the only reality I ever experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;"As long as I continue to       stay in the present, I am happy forever, because forever is always the       present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;"The present is simply who       I am, just the way I am, right now.  And it is precious.  I am       precious.  I am the Precious Present."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;It was as though he could hear       the old man talking. And then he smiled. And his smile widened. And he       laughed. He felt great joy. He knew he was listening, not to the old man….       But to himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;It felt good for him to be with       himself--just the way he was. He felt he knew enough. He felt he had       enough. He felt he was enough. Now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;He had finally found the       Precious Present. And he was completely happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;Several decades later, the man       had grown into a happy, prosperous, and healthy old man. One day a little       girl came by to talk to him. She liked to listen to "the old       man," as she called him. It was fun to be with him. There was       something special about him. But she didn't know what it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;One day, the little girl began       to really listen to the old man. Somehow she sensed something important in       his calm voice. He seemed very happy. The little girl couldn't understand       why. "How could someone so old," she wondered, "be so       happy?" She asked and the old man told her why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:85%;color:#000080;"&gt;Then all of a sudden, the little       girl jumped up and squealed with delight! As the girl ran off to play, the       old man smiled. For he heard what she had said:  "Wow!" she       exclaimed. "I hope someday someone gives me the Precious       Present!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-115262568743370993?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115262568743370993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=115262568743370993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/115262568743370993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/115262568743370993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/07/precious-present-author-unknown.html' title='The Precious Present - author unknown'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-115262225756553284</id><published>2006-07-11T18:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-11T18:20:57.566+05:30</updated><title type='text'>FDISK Tutorial</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Basics of Fdisk:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Primary partitions are the only one that are bootable. They're always the C: drive when active. Normally you can only have one (more with some special tricks etc.) Extended partitions are needed when you want more than one partition. You can only have ONE Extended partition. Logical Drives come into the Extended partition. They are handy since you know that you can only have one Primary and one Extended so you can get more than only two partitions. They would be your D:, E:, etc. drives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First you need to reboot your system with the Boot Disk inserted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1.At the A: prompt start "FDISK."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2.If asked to use Large Disc support say Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3.The first screen looks like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Create Dos Partition or Logical Drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Set Active Partition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Delete Partitions or Logical DOS Drives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Display Partition Information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Change current fixed drive. (In case you have two or more Hard Drivess)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, to prepare you hopefully did a backup from your data. You did, didn't you ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4.Next we need to remove the existing partitions. So go to 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5.Next screen like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Delete Primary DOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Delete Extended DOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Delete Logical Drives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Delete Non-DOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Delete always in the following order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Logical (All) &gt; Extended &gt; Primary (Last)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6.Go back to first screen after all partitions have been removed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7.Now we need to setup our new partitions. Go to 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This screen looks like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Create Primary DOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Create Extended DOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Create Logical DOS Drives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here we create in the following order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Primary &gt; Extended &gt; Logical Drives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.First create the Primary. If asked to use all space say No and enter the amount you wish for the C: drive. It should be set automatically to be the (only) Active partition. If not it may ask you or you have to select "2. Set active partition" from the main menu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9.Next create the Extended Partition. Use all space left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It probably advances automatically to the next step, creating the Logical DOS Drives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10.Enter the amount you wish for the D: partition and than the rest for the third partition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Think first about the size for the partitions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OK now we're finished with FDISK so just exit it. Next you need to reboot with the disc still inserted and Format all partitions (the C: partition might need to be formatted with "format c: /s", check the Win95 tip). Another reboot and you can go ahead and install  Windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When your system supports booting from CD just insert the Windows CD and reboot. The setup will start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If not, follow these steps:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Win98: insert Boot Disk and CD, reboot, choose "2. boot with CDROM support" and once you're at the prompt change to your CD-drive letter (depends on your partition setup) and enter "setup".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Win95: You must format the C: partition with "Format C: /s"!. Next install your CDROM driver, reboot, insert the Win95 CD, change to the CD-driveletter, enter "setup".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope I made no mistakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-115262225756553284?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115262225756553284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=115262225756553284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/115262225756553284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/115262225756553284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/07/fdisk-tutorial.html' title='FDISK Tutorial'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-115262200633013252</id><published>2006-07-11T18:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-11T18:16:46.356+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Keyboard Shortcuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    When speed counts, the keyboard is still king. Almost all the actions and commands you can perform with a mouse you can perform faster using combinations of keys on your keyboard. These simple keyboard shortcuts can get you where you want to go faster than several clicks of a mouse. You'll work faster on spreadsheets and similar documents, too, because you won't lose your place switching back and forth between mouse and keys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Here are some of the most useful keyboard shortcuts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Copy. CTRL+C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Cut. CTRL+X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Paste. CTRL+V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Undo. CTRL+Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Delete. DELETE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Delete selected item permanently without placing the item in the Recycle Bin. SHIFT+DELETE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Copy selected item. CTRL while dragging an item&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Create shortcut to selected item. CTRL+SHIFT while dragging an item&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Rename selected item. F2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Move the insertion point to the beginning of the next word. CTRL+RIGHT ARROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Move the insertion point to the beginning of the previous word. CTRL+LEFT ARROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Move the insertion point to the beginning of the next paragraph. CTRL+DOWN ARROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Move the insertion point to the beginning of the previous paragraph. CTRL+UP ARROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Highlight a block of text. CTRL+SHIFT with any of the arrow keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Select more than one item in a window or on the desktop, or select text within a document. SHIFT with any of the arrow keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Select all. CTRL+A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Search for a file or folder. F3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    View properties for the selected item. ALT+ENTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Close the active item, or quit the active program. ALT+F4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Opens the shortcut menu for the active window. ALT+SPACEBAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Close the active document in programs that allow you to have multiple documents open simultaneously. CTRL+F4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Switch between open items. ALT+TAB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Cycle through items in the order they were opened. ALT+ESC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Cycle through screen elements in a window or on the desktop. F6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Display the Address bar list in My Computer or Windows Explorer. F4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Display the shortcut menu for the selected item. SHIFT+F10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Display the System menu for the active window. ALT+SPACEBAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Display the Start menu. CTRL+ESC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Display the corresponding menu. ALT+Underlined letter in a menu name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Carry out the corresponding command. Underlined letter in a command name on an open menu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Activate the menu bar in the active program. F10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Open the next menu to the right, or open a submenu. RIGHT ARROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Open the next menu to the left, or close a submenu. LEFT ARROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Refresh the active window. F5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    View the folder one level up in My Computer or Windows Explorer. BACKSPACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Cancel the current task. ESC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    SHIFT when you insert a CD into the CD-ROM drive Prevent the CD from automatically playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;    Use these keyboard shortcuts for dialog boxes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Move forward through tabs. CTRL+TAB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Move backward through tabs. CTRL+SHIFT+TAB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Move forward through options. TAB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Move backward through options. SHIFT+TAB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Carry out the corresponding command or select the corresponding option. ALT+Underlined letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Carry out the command for the active option or button. ENTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Select or clear the check box if the active option is a check box. SPACEBAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Select a button if the active option is a group of option buttons. Arrow keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Display Help. F1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Display the items in the active list. F4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Open a folder one level up if a folder is selected in the Save As or Open dialog box. BACKSPACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  If you have a Microsoft Natural Keyboard, or any other compatible keyboard that includes the Windows logo key and the Application key , you can use these keyboard shortcuts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Display or hide the Start menu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Display the System Properties dialog box. +BREAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Show the desktop. +D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Minimize all windows. +M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Restores minimized windows. +Shift+M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Open My Computer. +E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Search for a file or folder. +F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Search for computers. CTRL+ +F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Display Windows Help. +F1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Lock your computer if you are connected to a network domain, or switch users if you are not connected to a network domain. + L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Open the Run dialog box. +R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Display the shortcut menu for the selected item.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Open Utility Manager. +U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;    Helpful accessibility keyboard shortcuts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Switch FilterKeys on and off. Right SHIFT for eight seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Switch High Contrast on and off. Left ALT +left SHIFT +PRINT SCREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Switch MouseKeys on and off. Left ALT +left SHIFT +NUM LOCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Switch StickyKeys on and off. SHIFT five times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Switch ToggleKeys on and off. NUM LOCK for five seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Open Utility Manager. +U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;    Keyboard shortcuts you can use with Windows Explorer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Display the bottom of the active window. END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Display the top of the active window. HOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Display all subfolders under the selected folder. NUM LOCK+ASTERISK on numeric keypad (*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Display the contents of the selected folder. NUM LOCK+PLUS SIGN on numeric keypad (+)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Collapse the selected folder. NUM LOCK+MINUS SIGN on numeric keypad (-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Collapse current selection if it's expanded, or select parent folder. LEFT ARROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Display current selection if it's collapsed, or select first subfolder. RIGHT ARROW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-115262200633013252?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115262200633013252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=115262200633013252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/115262200633013252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/115262200633013252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/07/keyboard-shortcuts.html' title='Keyboard Shortcuts'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-115262055484116903</id><published>2006-07-11T17:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:52:34.876+05:30</updated><title type='text'>20 things you didn't know about Windows XP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;You've read the reviews and digested the key feature enhancements and operational changes. Now it's time to delve a bit deeper and uncover some of Windows XP's secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It boasts how long it can stay up. Whereas previous versions of Windows were coy about how long they went between boots, XP is positively proud of its stamina. Go to the Command Prompt in the Accessories menu from the All Programs start button option, and then type 'systeminfo'. The computer will produce a lot of useful info, including the uptime. If you want to keep these, type 'systeminfo &gt; info.txt'. This creates a file called info.txt you can look at later with Notepad. (Professional Edition only).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You can delete files immediately, without having them move to the Recycle Bin first. Go to the Start menu, select Run... and type 'gpedit.msc'; then select User Configuration, Administrative Templates, Windows Components, Windows Explorer and find the Do not move deleted files to the Recycle Bin setting. Set it. Poking around in gpedit will reveal a great many interface and system options, but take care -- some may stop your computer behaving as you wish. (Professional Edition only).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You can lock your XP workstation with two clicks of the mouse. Create a new shortcut on your desktop using a right mouse click, and enter 'rundll32.exe user32.dll,LockWorkStation' in the location field. Give the shortcut a name you like. That's it -- just double click on it and your computer will be locked. And if that's not easy enough, Windows key + L will do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. XP hides some system software you might want to remove, such as Windows Messenger, but you can tickle it and make it disgorge everything. Using Notepad or Edit, edit the text file /windows/inf/sysoc.inf, search for the word 'hide' and remove it. You can then go to the Add or Remove Programs in the Control Panel, select Add/Remove Windows Components and there will be your prey, exposed and vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. For those skilled in the art of DOS batch files, XP has a number of interesting new commands. These include 'eventcreate' and 'eventtriggers' for creating and watching system events, 'typeperf' for monitoring performance of various subsystems, and 'schtasks' for handling scheduled tasks. As usual, typing the command name followed by /? will give a list of options -- they're all far too baroque to go into here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. XP has IP version 6 support -- the next generation of IP. Unfortunately this is more than your ISP has, so you can only experiment with this on your LAN. Type 'ipv6 install' into Run... (it's OK, it won't ruin your existing network setup) and then 'ipv6 /?' at the command line to find out more. If you don't know what IPv6 is, don't worry and don't bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You can at last get rid of tasks on the computer from the command line by using 'taskkill /pid' and the task number, or just 'tskill' and the process number. Find that out by typing 'tasklist', which will also tell you a lot about what's going on in your system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. XP will treat Zip files like folders, which is nice if you've got a fast machine. On slower machines, you can make XP leave zip files well alone by typing 'regsvr32 /u zipfldr.dll' at the command line. If you change your mind later, you can put things back as they were by typing 'regsvr32 zipfldr.dll'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. XP has ClearType -- Microsoft's anti-aliasing font display technology -- but doesn't have it enabled by default. It's well worth trying, especially if you were there for DOS and all those years of staring at a screen have given you the eyes of an astigmatic bat. To enable ClearType, right click on the desktop, select Properties, Appearance, Effects, select ClearType from the second drop-down menu and enable the selection. Expect best results on laptop displays. If you want to use ClearType on the Welcome login screen as well, set the registry entry HKEY_USERS/.DEFAULT/Control Panel/Desktop/FontSmoothingType to 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You can use Remote Assistance to help a friend who's using network address translation (NAT) on a home network, but not automatically. Get your pal to email you a Remote Assistance invitation and edit the file. Under the RCTICKET attribute will be a NAT IP address, like 192.168.1.10. Replace this with your chum's real IP address -- they can find this out by going to www.whatismyip.com -- and get them to make sure that they've got port 3389 open on their firewall and forwarded to the errant computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. You can run a program as a different user without logging out and back in again. Right click the icon, select Run As... and enter the user name and password you want to use. This only applies for that run. The trick is particularly useful if you need to have administrative permissions to install a program, which many require. Note that you can have some fun by running programs multiple times on the same system as different users, but this can have unforeseen effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Windows XP can be very insistent about you checking for auto updates, registering a Passport, using Windows Messenger and so on. After a while, the nagging goes away, but if you feel you might slip the bonds of sanity before that point, run Regedit, go to HKEY_CURRENT_USER/Software/Microsoft/Windows/Current Version/Explorer/Advanced and create a DWORD value called EnableBalloonTips with a value of 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. You can start up without needing to enter a user name or password. Select Run... from the start menu and type 'control userpasswords2', which will open the user accounts application. On the Users tab, clear the box for Users Must Enter A User Name And Password To Use This Computer, and click on OK. An Automatically Log On dialog box will appear; enter the user name and password for the account you want to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Internet Explorer 6 will automatically delete temporary files, but only if you tell it to. Start the browser, select Tools / Internet Options... and Advanced, go down to the Security area and check the box to Empty Temporary Internet Files folder when browser is closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. XP comes with a free Network Activity Light, just in case you can't see the LEDs twinkle on your network card. Right click on My Network Places on the desktop, then select Properties. Right click on the description for your LAN or dial-up connection, select Properties, then check the Show icon in notification area when connected box. You'll now see a tiny network icon on the right of your task bar that glimmers nicely during network traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. The Start Menu can be leisurely when it decides to appear, but you can speed things along by changing the registry entry HKEY_CURRENT_USER/Control Panel/Desktop/MenuShowDelay from the default 400 to something a little snappier. Like 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. You can rename loads of files at once in Windows Explorer. Highlight a set of files in a window, then right click on one and rename it. All the other files will be renamed to that name, with individual numbers in brackets to distinguish them. Also, in a folder you can arrange icons in alphabetised groups by View, Arrange Icon By... Show In Groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Windows Media Player will display the cover art for albums as it plays the tracks -- if it found the picture on the Internet when you copied the tracks from the CD. If it didn't, or if you have lots of pre-WMP music files, you can put your own copy of the cover art in the same directory as the tracks. Just call it folder.jpg and Windows Media Player will pick it up and display it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Windows key + Break brings up the System Properties dialogue box; Windows key + D brings up the desktop; Windows key + Tab moves through the taskbar buttons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. The next release of Windows XP, codenamed Longhorn, is due out late next year or early 2003 and won't be much to write home about. The next big release is codenamed Blackcomb and will be out in 2003/2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-115262055484116903?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115262055484116903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=115262055484116903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/115262055484116903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/115262055484116903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/07/20-things-you-didnt-know-about-windows.html' title='20 things you didn&apos;t know about Windows XP'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-115261758952240354</id><published>2006-07-11T17:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:03:09.543+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Quotes - Calvin &amp; Hobbes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; "There's more to this world than just people, you know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Hobbes&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Why should I have to WORK for everything?! It's like saying I don't deserve it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "I think animals are alway so cute."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Hobbes&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "I go to school, but I never learn what I want to know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "To make a bad day worse, spend it wishing for the impossible."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "You know, Hobbes, some days even my lucky rocketship underpants don't help."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'd hate to have a kid like me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I understand my tests are popular reading in the teachers' lounge."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "If you couldn't find any weirdness, maybe we'll just have to make some!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Hobbes&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Weekends don't count unless you spend them doing something completely pointless."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If mom and dad cared about me at all, they'd buy me some infra-red nighttime vision goggles."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you do the job badly enough, sometimes you don't get asked to do it again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reality continues to ruin my life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What assurance do I have that your parenting isn't screwing me up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Sometimes I think the surest sign that intelligent life exists   elsewhere in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact   us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "I hate to think that all my current experiences will someday   become stories with no point."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Girls are like slugs - they probably serve some purpose, but it's   hard to imagine what."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Do you hate being a girl? What's it like? Is it like being a bug?&lt;br /&gt; I imagine bugs and girls have a dim perception that nature played a   cruel trick on them, but they lack the intelligence to comrehend   the magnitude of it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Childhood is short, maturity is forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If people could put rainbows in zoos, they'd do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Hobbes&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't need to compromise my principles, because they don't have the slightest bearing on what happens to me anyway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"True friends are hard to come by...I need more money."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Susie, if you want to see your doll again, leave $100 in this  envelope by the tree out front. Do not call the police. You cannot  trace us. You cannot find us. Sincerely, Calvin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, great altar of passive entertainment... Bestow upon me thy  discordant images at such speed as to render linear thought  impossible!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Van Gogh would've sold more than one painting if he'd put tigers in them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Hobbes&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In my opinion, we don't devote nearly enough scientific research to finding a cure for jerks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why waste time learning, when ignorance is instantaneous?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leave it to a girl to take all the fun out of sex discrimination."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's an inverse relationship between how good something is for you, and how much fun it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's no problem so awful that you can't add some guilt to it and make it even worse!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So the secret to good self-esteem is to lower your expectations to the point where they're already met?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know which is worse, ...that everyone has his price, or that the price is always so low."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I grow up, I'm not going to read the newspaper and I'm not going to follow complex issues and I'm not going to vote. That way I can complain when the government doesn't represent me. Then, when everything goes down the tubes, I can say the system doesn't work and justify my further lack of participation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The secret to happiness is short-term, stupid self-interest!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The strength to change what I can, the inability to accept what I can't, and the incapacity the tell the difference."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I hate it when I can't gird my loins with funny animals."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everybody I know needs a complete personality overhaul!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I used to hate writing assignments, but now I enjoy them. I realized that the purpose of writing is to inflate weak ideas, obscure poor reasoning, and inhibit clarity. With a little practice, writing can be an intimidating and impenetrable fog!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know how people are. They only recognize greatness when some authority confirms it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"History is the fiction we invent to persuade ourselves that events are knowable and that life has order and direction. That's why events are always reinterpreted when values change. We need new versions of history to allow for our current prejudices."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "It's not the pace of life I mind. It's the sudden stop at the end."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The best presents don't come in boxes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Hobbes&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As far as I'm concerned, if something is so complicated that you can't explain it in 10 seconds, then it's probably not worth knowing anyway."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Things are never quite as scary when you've got a best friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People think it must be fun to be a super genius, but they don't realize how hard it is to put up with all the idiots in the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's only work if somebody makes you do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In my opinion, television validates existence."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life is like topography, Hobbes. There are summits of happiness and success... ...Flat stretches of boring routine... ...And valleys of frustration and failure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Reading goes faster if you don't sweat comprehension."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What I like is when you're looking and thinking and looking and thinking... And suddenly you wake up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's never enough time to do all the nothing you want."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The good thing about drawing a tiger is that it automatically makes your picture fine art."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Hobbes&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know, there are times when it's a source of personal pride to not be human."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Hobbes&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I had resolved to be less offended by human nature, but I think I blew it already."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Hobbes&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know how Einstein got bad grades as a kid? Well, mine are even worse!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A day can really slip by when you're deliberately avoiding what you're supposed to do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'M SIGNIFICANT!...screamed the dust speck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The worst part is that I don't even have the fun of doing the things I'm getting blamed for."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "Being a parent is wanting to hug and strangle your kid at the same time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin's Dad&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I keep forgetting that rules are for little nice people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;-Calvin&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-115261758952240354?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115261758952240354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=115261758952240354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/115261758952240354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/115261758952240354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/07/quotes-calvin-hobbes.html' title='Quotes - Calvin &amp; Hobbes'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-115046915000191883</id><published>2006-06-16T20:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-16T20:15:50.006+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Decoding Office Build Numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;h5&gt;Article Sourced from below URL :&lt;/h5&gt;-&gt; http://blogs.msdn.com/jensenh/archive/2005/11/11/491779.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Open the About dialog box in any Office program.  Near the top, you'll find the build number of the program you're using.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; If you are using Office 2003, you'll probably see something like 11.5608.5606.   If you are using Office 12, you might see something like 12.0.3417.1005.   In earlier versions, you'll see something similar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; While these numbers may look like unintelligible garbage, in reality they can be  used to tell interesting information about the version of Office you're using.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sunflowerhead.com/msimages/BuildNumbers-11-12-2005.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Numbers...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; In Office 2003, the "11" that precedes the build number is simply to denote that  Office 2003 was version 11 of Office.  Similarly, the 12 in Office "12"  means... well, you get it.  Office XP was version 10, Office 2000 was  version 9, Office 97 was version 8.  You get the idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The most interesting thing to watch for is the first 4-digit number you  encounter.  In the examples above, 5608 and 3417.  These are what we  refer to as the "build number."  Every few days during the development  cycle, we compile all of the code in Office and turn it into a  "build": essentially an installable version of all the work everyone's  done up until that point.  Eventually, a build becomes "final" and that is  the one that ends up on CDs and in the store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The 4-digit build number is actually an encoded date which allows you tell when  a build was born.  The algorithm works like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take the year in which a project started.  For Office "12", that   was 2003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Call January of that year "Month 1."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The first two digits of the build number are the number of months since   "Month 1."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The last two digits are the day of that month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, if you have build 3417, you would do the following math: "Month 1" was  January 2003.  "Month 13" was January 2004.  "Month 25" was January  2005.  Therefore, "Month 34" would be October 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3417 = October 17, 2005, which was the date on which Office 12 build 3417  started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For Office 2003 and XP both, "Month 1" was January 2000.  So, the final  build of Office 2003, 5608, was made on August 8, 2003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you look at Office 2003 build numbers, you will see two four-digit  numbers, separated by a period.  The first of the two numbers represents  the build number for the program you're using (such as Outlook.)  The  second of the two numbers represents the build number for the core Office shared  library (called MSO), which is shared by all programs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Office 12 dialog boxes actually show the application and MSO build  numbers separately--they're both even labeled so that it's easy to tell them  apart.  The Office 12-style build numbers (12.0.3417.1005) reveal another internal artifact  of the way we do builds--something we call "dot builds."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes it's necessary to have two kinds of builds going on at once within  the Office team.  Recently, our build lab has been making both "Beta 1"  builds and "Beta 2" builds.  In order to ship a stable Beta 1, we have  slowed the rate of code changes dramatically and concentrated on just crucial  bug fixes.  At the same time, we need a place to check in all of the other  work people are doing for Beta 2--but we can't have  those changes coming in and wrecking the stability of Beta 1 at the last minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The solution?  The build lab makes two kinds of builds at once.  A  specific build number is chosen, and that build "becomes" Beta 1.  In this  case, 3417.  That doesn't mean that Beta 1 is done however.  As bug  fixes are checked in, we make new versions of the 3417 build, each one with an  increasing number as a suffix, separated by a period.  (A so-called "dot"  build.)  So there would be a 3417.1, 3417.2, 3417.3, and so on until Beta 1  is ready to ship.  Subtract 1000 from the second 4-digit number in the  About box to find the "dot build" number.  In the above example, 3417.1005 is the 5th "dot" build of our Beta 1 branch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At the same time, the build lab continues to churn out Beta 2 builds on the  normal daily schedule: 3423, 3425, etc.  So, internally, we can tell which  build is which kind by the number it has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last point: once a product ships, the rules for build numbers become even  more complicated and different.  So, if you have Service Pack 2 for Office  2003, you might see a nonsensical number like 6552 or something.  Don't  worry about it, it's not tied directly to a date in the same way anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Armed with this knowledge, you're ready to amaze the world with your secret  ability to decode Office build numbers."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-115046915000191883?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115046915000191883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=115046915000191883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/115046915000191883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/115046915000191883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/06/decoding-office-build-numbers.html' title='Decoding Office Build Numbers'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-115046879756191058</id><published>2006-06-16T20:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-16T20:09:57.576+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Best Outlook Feature Ever</title><content type='html'>Article quoted from below URL :&lt;br /&gt; * &lt;a href="http://blogs.msdn.com/jensenh/archive/2005/11/30/498364.aspx"&gt;http://blogs.msdn.com/jensenh/archive/2005/11/30/498364.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's an Outlook party trick suitable for cruise ships, family reunions, and kids birthday parties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Up until now this secret trick has been known only to Outlook insiders--a kind of "secret handshake" passed through the generations of Outlook team members.  Every few years ago someone files a bug on it and it is quickly closed by an elder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, I pass it along to you to enjoy.  I believe it works in all versions of Outlook.  Do all of these steps in a row; don't ever click away from the sticky note once you do the first step or it won't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Create a new sticky note (File | New | Note or Ctrl+Shift+N will do the trick.)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Type some text in the note (anything will do, it doesn't have to be long.)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drag the note around the screen for a while (you can move it via the title bar just like a normal window.)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now, for the big trick: Press CTRL+Z.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sit back and enjoy the show.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can keep pressing CTRL+Z again and again to reverse the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5343/1981/1600/StickyNote.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5343/1981/320/StickyNote.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For extra bonus points, along with moving the window around, try resizing it and (in Outlook 2003 and earlier) changing its color via the icon in the upper-left hand corner.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(The good news is that all the memory used is reclaimed when you close the sticky note.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks be to that ancient developer who, in his wisdom, persisted every change of position, size, and color in the undo stack.  Many hours of fun have resulted from his work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Super extra bonus points: Write your name on the screen using the sticky note.  Hint: you need to drag it over the Outlook window."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-115046879756191058?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/115046879756191058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=115046879756191058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/115046879756191058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/115046879756191058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/06/best-outlook-feature-ever.html' title='The Best Outlook Feature Ever'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-114967554801941775</id><published>2006-06-07T15:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-06-07T15:49:08.036+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Famous Quotes from Equally Famous People !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"What is wanted is not the will to believe, but the will to find out, which is the exact opposite." - Bertrand Russell, Sceptical Essays, 1928.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"He who wonders discovers that this in itself is wonder." - M. C. Escher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"When I started programming, we didn't have any of these sissy 'icons' and 'windows'... all we had were zeros and ones - and sometimes we didn't even have ones." - Scott Adams (Dilbert)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Things should be made as simple as possible, but not any simpler." - Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"If the human brain were so simple that we could understand it, we would be so simple that we couldn't." - (unknown)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Man will occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of the time he will pick himself up and continue." - Winston Churchill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Time is God's way of keeping everything from happening at once." - (unknown)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"I know perfectly well that I don't want to do anything; to do something is to create existence - and there's quite enough existence as it is." - Jean-Paul Sartre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time." - Abraham Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, but wiser people so full of doubts." - Bertrand Russell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Madness is to think of too many things in succession too fast or of one thing too exclusively" - Voltaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"People tell you to give them your two cents worth, then they say they want a penny for your thoughts. Somewhere someone's making a penny" - Steven Wright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed." - Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"There's no sense in being precise when you don't even know what you're talking about." - John von Neumann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Absence of proof is not proof of absence." - Michael Crichton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"I do not fear computers. I fear the lack of them." - Isaac Asimov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"I don't want to achieve immortality through my work. I want to achieve immortality by not dying." - Woody Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"E pur si muove! But it does move!" - Galileo Galilei, according to legend, muttered under his breath after being forced to declare that the Earth always remains still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Hope is the feeling you have that the feeling you have isn't permanent." - Jean Kerr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"I am an agnostic; I do not pretend to know what many ignorant men are sure of." - Clarence Darrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"The universe is full of magical things, patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper." - Eden Phillpotts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-114967554801941775?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114967554801941775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=114967554801941775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114967554801941775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114967554801941775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/06/famous-quotes-from-equally-famous.html' title='Famous Quotes from Equally Famous People !!'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-114889876985655092</id><published>2006-05-29T16:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-29T16:02:49.876+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Satisfaction !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A young Marine and his commanding officer board a train headed through the mountains of Switzerland. They can find no place to sit except for two seats right across the aisle from a young woman and her grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; After a while, it is obvious that the young woman and the young soldier are interested in each other because they are giving each other "looks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Soon the train passes into a tunnel and it is pitch black. There is a sound of the smack of a kiss followed by the sound of the smack of a slap. When the train emerges from the tunnel, the four sit there without saying a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grandmother is thinking to herself: "It was very brash for that young soldier to kiss my granddaughter, but I`m glad she slapped him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The commanding officer is setting there thinking: "I didn`t know the young Marine was brave enough&lt;br /&gt;to kiss the girl, but I sure wish she hadn`t missed him when she slapped and hit me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young woman was sitting and thinking: "I`m glad the soldier kissed me, but I wish my grandmother had not slapped him!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young Marine sat there with a satisfied smile on his face. He thought to himself: "Life is good. When does a fellow have the chance to kiss a beautiful girl and slap his commanding officer all at the same time!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-114889876985655092?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114889876985655092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=114889876985655092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114889876985655092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114889876985655092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/05/satisfaction.html' title='Satisfaction !'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-114865673372349725</id><published>2006-05-26T20:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-26T20:49:50.433+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The 25 Worst Tech Products of All Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;Inspite of this being an entirely US centric article, check it out - just for kicks :&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;URL :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.pcworld.com/reviews/article/0,aid,125772,pg,1,00.asp"&gt;The 25 Worst Tech Products of All Time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would still be largely relevant becoz there are quite a few IT Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme know wat you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao,&lt;br /&gt;~A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-114865673372349725?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114865673372349725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=114865673372349725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114865673372349725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114865673372349725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/05/25-worst-tech-products-of-all-time.html' title='The 25 Worst Tech Products of All Time'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-114865537284765335</id><published>2006-05-26T20:24:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-26T20:26:12.846+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wireless Networking Need To Know 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Here is a useful piece of info regarding wireless products,technologies,things to look out for &amp; some very useful tips when choosing wireless gear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://tomsnetworking.com/2006/02/27/wireless_networking_ntk_2006/"&gt;Wireless Networking Need To Know 2006&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-114865537284765335?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114865537284765335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=114865537284765335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114865537284765335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114865537284765335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/05/wireless-networking-need-to-know-2006.html' title='Wireless Networking Need To Know 2006'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-114865504274310590</id><published>2006-05-26T20:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-26T20:20:42.760+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Traditional DNS HowTo:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I found this piece of info very informative, might as well share it with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.howtoforge.com/traditional_dns_howto"&gt;Traditional DNS Howto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.howtoforge.com/traditional_dns_howto"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-114865504274310590?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114865504274310590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=114865504274310590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114865504274310590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114865504274310590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/05/traditional-dns-howto.html' title='Traditional DNS HowTo:'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-114865210832427376</id><published>2006-05-26T19:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-26T19:31:48.366+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Browser Fanboyism !</title><content type='html'>Below is a article written by Chris. Credit solely goes to him,I'm just Spreading the message ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Common sense, in the computing world, tells you to use whatever program you feel best accomplishes the goal you are trying to obtain. No one tool is perfect for everyone on any single goal, but they all manage to come together and cover a vast majority of users out there. Those who still feel jilted, usually program their own stuff, as I am still slowly doing with NexPad. It's a nice idea, but it's being trampled on by the immature, unable minds of extremist Firefox fan boys who do nothing but fly that icon in your face over and over until you feel bad for using anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It's no secret that I use Firefox. I have a decently popular optimized build that I, myself, release daily. In general, I really like Firefox. It does what I need and that's all I ask. Sure, I have even recommended it to other people and have downloaded it to their machines for use in some pretty severe cases of corruption of their browser of choice. I let them know what I am using, tell them I use it and like it, and that's it. I let them make the choice because, after all, I want them to be able to accomplish the goals they want. I haven't converted many people, but my mom and dad now use the Fox and they like it. It works, simple as that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;My sisters use another browser and I don't seem to mind, even if it is slightly outdated (MSN 7). It does what they need and I respect that. However, ask yourself something: If they were to go to a "tech forum" and ask a question about their browser of choice, how likely do you think it is that someone will tell them to use Firefox? The problem is, it is WAY too likely to happen. At the site I work for, Neowin.net, it became a large enough problem that a thread had to be created, in our dedicated Web Browser Support Forum, just to warn users of the complete lack of tolerance we have for such behavior. In extreme circumstances, an account could be completely disabled for such offenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Some readers, right now, may not understand what the big deal is. However, imagine it in a different light. Imagine you owned a 1998 Ford and you needed to bring it to the mechanic. Upon bringing the car in to the shop, the mechanic ignores you as you speak and simply yells out, in your face, to get a Dodge. He may even call you a boob or, in more actual wording, an idiot for driving a Ford and not the Dodge. So, now, instead of walking out with a problem corrected and a, once again, peaceful experience with your Ford, you now go home, after being insulted, with the problem still in existence. The world just doesn't work that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;What can we do? Education is the answer. I can't possibly sit here and expect anyone's attitude to completely change because of my words. It is simply an improbable and silly thought. However, with that said, we need to start spreading the concept of mature product selection and respect. Firefox is a great product, without a doubt, but it doesn't suit everyone's needs and that's perfectly okay. Internet Explorer, Opera, Safari, K-Meleon, etc, are all perfectly fine choices for a user if they feel their browsing needs will be met. So please, fellow Firefox users and lovers, try to keep these thoughts in mind. We need to be here to show how powerful this community can be, though; we need to be gentle with that power. We all need to show respect towards the choices people make, from their hair color to their Web Browser. You may not like it, but it's their web experience and not yours. Please remember this. Let's prove, together, that we are all better than this.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The article is situated over here: &lt;a href="http://www.bangbang023.com/Forums/index.php?showtopic=698" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.bangbang023.com/Forums/in...?showtopic=698&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-114865210832427376?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114865210832427376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=114865210832427376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114865210832427376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114865210832427376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/05/browser-fanboyism.html' title='Browser Fanboyism !'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-114544610729917672</id><published>2006-04-19T16:56:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-19T16:58:27.313+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Gmail in Outlook Express</title><content type='html'>Gmail is free webmail. It provides 2,700 MB (2.7 GB) of storage and includes free POP access and an automatic forwarding feature. It supports attachments up to 10 megabytes (MB) in size, conversation view, no pop-ups or banner ads, a spam reporter and an advanced search using Google search technology. It supports various Internet browsers (IE, Netscape, Mozilla etc) with different operating systems, platforms (Windows, Linux, Mac etc.). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can download e-mails from Gmail account into Outlook Express by using POP. To do this, you need to follow two steps. The first is to login to your Gmail web account by using any Web browser such as Internet Explorer, and enable POP access. The next step is configuring Gmail account in Outlook Express. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To enable POP access, please follow these steps. Login to your Gmail web account by using any Web browser, such as Internet Explorer, and click the settings link at the top right corner that will show the `Mail Settings' for your account. Click the fourth link "Forwarding and POP" and here you may select either "Enable POP for all mail" or "Enable POP for mail that arrives from now on". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next important setting is "When messages are accessed with POP" for the action you would like to do. Gmail offers three choices. They are "Keep Gmail's copy in the Inbox", "archive Gmail's copy" and "trash Gmail's copy". Please select any one of these choices depending on your requirement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After making the changes, click on the "Save changes" button. This will end your first step of enabling POP access. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step is configuring Gmail account into Outlook Express. This can be done automatically or manually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Automatically configuring Gmail account into Outlook Express is the easiest way. Gmail offers a free auto-configuration Tool (54 KB size) that you can download at http://toolbar.google.com/gmail-helper/GmailConfig.exe . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just double click GmailConfig file and select the e-mail client that you wish to configure, either Outlook Express or Outlook. For your requirement, select Microsoft Outlook Express and type your Gmail ID in the e-mail address field. In the Display name text box, please type your full name or whatever you would like people to see in the `From' field. Click the configure button at the bottom and click Finish. Your Gmail account configuration is now complete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To configure Gmail account into Outlook Express manually, please follow the steps. Open Outlook Express. Click Tools - Accounts - Mail tab. Click the Add button select Mail from the popup. In the Display name text box, please type your full name or whatever you would like people to see in the `From' field and click Next. In the e-mail address field, please enter your Gmail e-mail address (eg username@gmail.com) and click Next. Select the `My incoming mail server' as a "POP3" server. Type "pop.gmail.com"(without quotes) as your Incoming mail (POP3, IMAP or HTTP) server and type "smtp.gmail.com" as the Outgoing mail (SMTP) server and click &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next. In the Account name field, please type your Gmail address (eg username@gmail.com). In the Password field, enter your Gmail account password. If you do not wish to type in your password every time you check your mail, tick the Remember password box and click Next. Then click Finish. Select pop.gmail.com (newly configured) under the Internet Accounts window and click properties - Advanced tab. In the Outgoing mail (SMTP) box enter "465"(without quotes) and tick the option. This server requires a secure connection (SSL). In the Incoming mail (POP3) box, enter "995" (without quotes) and tick the option. This server requires a secure connection (SSL).Then increase the Server Timeout to `Long' (5 minutes). Select Servers tab and in the bottom, tick the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checkbox of "My server requires authentication". Click ok and close. Now just click the Send/Recv button that will download Gmail messages into your Outlook Express inbox.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-114544610729917672?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114544610729917672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=114544610729917672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114544610729917672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114544610729917672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/04/gmail-in-outlook-express.html' title='Gmail in Outlook Express'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-114321046967884353</id><published>2006-03-24T19:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-24T20:02:19.896+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Test your GK !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1. What programming language is GOOGLE developed in? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2. What is the expansion of YAHOO? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3. What is the expansion of ADIDAS? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4. Expansion of Star as in Star TV Network? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;5. What is expansion of "ICICI?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;6. What does "baker's dozen" signify? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;7. The 1984-85 season. 2nd ODI between India and Pakistan at Sialkot- India 210/3 with Vengsarkar 94*. Match abandoned. Why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;8. Who is the only man to have written the National Anthems for two different countries? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;9. From what four word ex-pression does the word `goodbye` derive? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;10. How was Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu better known? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;11. Name the only other country to have got independence on Aug 15th? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;12. Why was James Bond Associated with the Number 007? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;13. Who faced the first ball in the first ever One day match? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;14. Which cricketer played for South Africa before it was banned from international cricket and later represented Zimbabwe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;15. The faces of which four Presidents are carved at Mt.Rushmore? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;16. Which is the only country that is surrounded from all sides by only one country (other than Vatican)? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;17. Which is the only sport which is not allowed to play left handed? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Answers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1. Google is written in Asynchronous java-script and XML, or its acronym Ajax. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2. Yet Another Hierarchy of Officious Oracle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3. ADIDAS- All Day I Dream About Sports &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4. Satellite Television Asian Region &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;5. Industrial credit and Investments Corporation of India &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;6. A baker's dozen consists of 13 items - 1 more than the items in a normal dozen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;7. That match was abandoned after ppl heard the news of indira gandhi being killed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;8. Rabindranath Tagore who wrote national anthem for two different countries one is our 's National anthem and another one is for Bangladesh-(Amar Sonar Bangla) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;9. Goodbye comes from the ex-pression: 'god be with you'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;10. Agnes Gonxha Bojaxhiu is none other Mother Teresa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;11. South Korea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;12. Because 007 is the ISD code for Russia (or the USSR, as it was known during the cold war) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;13. Geoffrey Boycott &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;14. John Traicos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;15. George Washington, Thomas Jefferson, Theodore Roosevelt, and Abraham Lincoln &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;16. Lesotho surrounded from all sides by South Africa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;17. Polo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-114321046967884353?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114321046967884353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=114321046967884353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114321046967884353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114321046967884353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/03/test-your-gk.html' title='Test your GK !!'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-114319242331515724</id><published>2006-03-24T14:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-24T14:57:03.320+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Love, Lust and Marraige</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Love: When you take a bubble bath together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Lust: When you take a bath in Jell-o together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Marriage: When you give the kids a bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Love: A romantic candle-light dinner for two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Lust: "Do I have to buy you dinner first?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Marriage: 4 McDonald's Happy Meals . . . to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Love: Giving your love some candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Lust: Thinking you are the candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Marriage: Scraping the kids' candy off of the carpet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Love: Sex every night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Lust: Sex 5 times a night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Marriage: What's sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Love: A night out at the symphony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Lust: A night out at the Holiday Inn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Marriage: A night out at Sesame Street On Ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Love: French perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Lust: Brut aftershave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Marriage: "The baby needs changing. . ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Love: Lending your jacket to your love when he/she is cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Lust: "I can think of a way to stay warm . . ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Marriage: Your teenaged daughter has borrowed all of your jackets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Love: Talking and cuddling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Lust: Rolling over and falling asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Marriage: Getting up to wash your hands . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Love: Finding the "Fell in Love on AOL" room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Lust: Finding the "Blonde Dominatrix" room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Marriage: Finding the "Married and Looking" room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Love: Long drives through the countryside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Lust: Long parking sessions at Lover's Lookout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Marriage: Long drives with the kids screaming in the backseat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-114319242331515724?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114319242331515724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=114319242331515724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114319242331515724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114319242331515724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/03/love-lust-and-marraige.html' title='Love, Lust and Marraige'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-114319198109174122</id><published>2006-03-24T14:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-24T14:51:35.230+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Laughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Laughter We all know that laughter is the best medicine. But it's a lot more than just that. Studies show that people with a good sense of humour live longer than those without one. Amazing isnt it? So is a lot more stuff about laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Read on. For instace, it's been found that when a person laughs, the level of insulin in the body goes up. This is a fantastic breakthrough in the field of research for diabeties. Accordingly then, over years, a good sense of humour may just help do away with diabetes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We all know that we have a funny bone in our body. The general perception is that when we hit our elbow against a wall, table or any hard object, we feel a jingle all the way up our arm and that, for us is our funny bone. Wait ! there's much more to it. There is a bone in the human body known as the funny bone and it's connected to the spinal cord with a nerve called the 'verneleus'. This nerve is more active in people who have a developed sense of humor and almost inactive in those who hardly laugh. When a person laughs, this nerve, sort of, sends a message to the bone which increases the absorption of calcium in the body, which over time eliminates the risk of bone cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Research shows that laughing is extremely benefitial for eyesight, arthritis, muscle pains and cynus and malaria and kidney failure and.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;CAUGHT YOU ! Didn't I ? What ? Are you nuts or something? Laughter has nothing to do with insulin, eyes, calcium, your teeth, your toenails or your cat's fur. For all you know you might be in deep trouble if your laugh has religious or racial undertones and chances are that your professor will throw you out if you chose to experiment with laughter in the middle of a lecture. If you're a nine year old laughing while your mom is scolding you, well sonny.....there's surely a spanking coming your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Well cynus, bones and teeth may not be, BUT SERIOUSLY, laughter is known to affect the mind if not the body. When our mind encounters what it perceives as humorous, it's psychological reaction is to laugh. Research on laughter, though limited because it produces only intangible results, indicates that there are physiological benefits from laughter including an increase in certain antibodies, a reduction of specific stress hormones, and an increased tolerance to pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an Israeli study, published in the November 1995 issue of the journal Pain, 20 people each watched either a funny, repulsive, or neutral flick. Before and during the films, each underwent a standard test for pain tolerance -- they had to keep one arm submerged in a tank of icy water and rate the discomfort caused. People watching the humorous flick showed a marked increase in tolerance levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;By developing a keen sense of humor, we stimulate our own, and possibly other's, wit and laughter. Our physical and mental stress levels decrease and our level of overall well being increases as we incorporate humour into our lifestyles. Indeed, humour may be the best medicine to keep us emotionally, mentally, and physically fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So do remember to laugh at everything you find funny. It would definitely put you in a positive frame of mind and help you deal better with what comes your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human race has one really effective weapon, and that is laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Mark Twain, Author (1835-1910)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-114319198109174122?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114319198109174122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=114319198109174122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114319198109174122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114319198109174122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/03/laughter.html' title='Laughter'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-114319127818468588</id><published>2006-03-24T14:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-24T14:37:58.196+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Interestin' Fact</title><content type='html'>In 1981 the Pope died, Prince Charles got married and Liverpool were crowned Champions of Europe.&lt;br /&gt;This year (2005) the Pope died, Prince Charles got married and Liverpool were crowned Champions of Europe.&lt;br /&gt;Next Time if...Charles wants to re re marry or Liverpool needs another crown....................................&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;POOR POPE&lt;/span&gt;....!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-114319127818468588?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114319127818468588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=114319127818468588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114319127818468588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114319127818468588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/03/interestin-fact.html' title='Interestin&apos; Fact'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-114279647791371622</id><published>2006-03-20T00:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-20T00:57:57.936+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Anger Management</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;This is what you should be doing when you have nothing to do(and make sure u leave no tracks, lol):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know, take it out on someone you don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I had forgotten to make. I found the number and dialed it. A man answered, saying, "Hello." I politely said, "This is Andrew. Could I please speak with Robin Carter?" Suddenly, the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tracked down Robin's correct number and called her. By mistake, earlier I had transposed the last two digits of her phone number. After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again. When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled, "You're an asshole!" and hung up.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, "You're an asshole!"&lt;br /&gt;It always cheered me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Caller ID came to our area, I thought my therapeutic 'asshole' calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, "Hi, this is John Smith from the telephone Company. I'm just calling to see if you're familiar with the Caller ID program?"&lt;br /&gt;He yelled, "NO!" and slammed the phone down.&lt;br /&gt;I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an asshole!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot. Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the&lt;br /&gt;spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I had been waiting for the spot. The idiot ignored me.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his car window....so, I wrote down his number.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole, (I had his number on speed dial), I thought I had better call the BMW asshole, too. I said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, it is."&lt;br /&gt;"Can you tell me where I can see it?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I live at 1802 West 34th Street. It's a yellow house, and the car's parked right out in front."&lt;br /&gt;"What's your name?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;"My name is Don Hansen," he said.&lt;br /&gt;"When's a good time to catch you, Don?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm home every evening after five."&lt;br /&gt;"Listen, Don, can I tell you something?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes?"&lt;br /&gt;"Don, you're an asshole."&lt;br /&gt;Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too. Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call.&lt;br /&gt;But after several months of calling them, it wasn't as enjoyable as it used to be. So, I came up with an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Asshole #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello."&lt;br /&gt;"You're an asshole!" (But I didn't hang up.)&lt;br /&gt;"Are you still there?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah," I said.&lt;br /&gt;"Stop calling me," he screamed.&lt;br /&gt;"Make me!," I said.&lt;br /&gt;"Who are you?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"My name is Don Hansen."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah? Where do you live?"&lt;br /&gt;"Asshole, I live at 1802 West 34th Street, a yellow house, with my black&lt;br /&gt;Beamer parked in front."&lt;br /&gt;He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start your prayers."&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I called Asshole #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?" he said.&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, asshole," I said.&lt;br /&gt;He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are?"&lt;br /&gt;"You'll what?" I said.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll kick your ass," he exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;I answered, "Well, asshole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now." Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I&lt;br /&gt;lived at 1802 West 34th Street, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I called Channel 13 News about the gang war going down on West 34th Street.&lt;br /&gt;I quickly got into my car and headed over to 34th street. There I saw two assholes beating the crap out of each other in front of six squad cars, a police helicopter, and news crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;NOW, I feel better....... Anger management at it's very best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-114279647791371622?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114279647791371622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=114279647791371622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114279647791371622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114279647791371622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/03/anger-management.html' title='Anger Management'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-114270083190637630</id><published>2006-03-18T22:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-18T22:23:51.910+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Effective Ways To Boost Your Self Esteem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Get a life purpose statement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A well thought out life purpose statement is a powerful way to boost your self-esteem. It will define who you truly are, draw out your essence and affirm you. Whenever you read your life purpose statement, you will be reminded about who you are, what you represent and what you intend to accomplish in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Take personal development courses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Investing in the acquisition of knowledge and education will boost your self-esteem many levels higher! This will give you control over your life and you will gain self-confidence that will prepare you to face and deal with anything that comes your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Take action. Do something for yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start doing something for yourself. Take positive risks with your life. Don?t live your life in chains. If you want to start a business?do it. Don?t live other peoples dreams. Live out loud, live your dream, do something that you feel is important to you. Make sure you accomplish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Socialize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Involve yourself actively in matters that interest you. Join clubs, networking organizations, associations or groups of similar interest and participate actively. Being part of a group gives you a sense of belonging, acceptance and appreciation. Knowing that you are part of something important and meaningful, does a lot to boost your self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Stand up for yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don?t allow people to put you down and don?t allow other people's expectations to thwart what you are capable of becoming. Don?t put up with people or situations that negate all the positive things that you can do. Stand up for your dreams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Volunteer to help the less privileged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volunteering will give you a sense of fulfillment, accomplishment and appreciation. Giving yourself in service to others is one of the noblest things to do. The look of gratitude on the faces of those that you have helped is enough to boost your self esteem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Set personal goals and accomplish them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living aimlessly leaves you with a feeling of emptiness and confusion. Goals give you a sense of purpose. They steer your life in a particular direction. They make your life purposeful. Accomplishing personal goals gives your self-esteem a big boost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-114270083190637630?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114270083190637630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=114270083190637630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114270083190637630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114270083190637630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/03/effective-ways-to-boost-your-self.html' title='Effective Ways To Boost Your Self Esteem'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-114270013171575400</id><published>2006-03-18T22:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-03-18T22:16:51.746+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Facts about BEER and BEER DRINKERS !!!!</title><content type='html'>"Sometimes when I reflect back on all the beer I drink I feel shamed.&lt;br /&gt;Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the brewery and all of their hopes and dreams If I didn't drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this beer and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver." ~ Jack Handy&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;"I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they wake up in the morning, that's as good as they're going to feel all day. " ~Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may create the illusion that you are tougher, smarter, faster and better looking than most people.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;"When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading." ~ Henny Youngman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead you to think people are laughing WITH you.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;"24 hours in a day, 24 beers in a case. Coincidence? I think not." ~ Stephen Wright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to think you can sing.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;"When we drink, we get drunk. When we get drunk, we fall asleep. When we fall asleep, we commit no sin. When we commit no sin, we go to heaven. So, let's all get drunk and go to heaven!" ~ Brian O'Rourke&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;"Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy." ~ Benjamin Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: The consumption of alcohol is a major factor in dancing like a retard.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;"Without question, the greatest invention in the history of mankind is beer. Oh, I grant you that the wheel was also a fine invention, but the wheel does not go nearly as well with pizza." ~ Dave Barry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you love them.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;To some it's a six-pack, to me it's a Support Group. Salvation in a can! ~ Dave Howell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you can logically converse with members of the opposite sex without spitting.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;And saving the best for last, as explained by Cliff Clavin, of Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One afternoon at Cheers, Cliff Clavin was explaining the Buffalo Theory to his buddy Norm. Here's how it went: "Well ya see, Norm, it's like this... A herd of buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo. And when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first. This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members.&lt;br /&gt;In much the same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Excessive intake of alcohol, as we know, kills brain cells. But naturally, it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first.&lt;br /&gt;In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the brain a faster and more efficient machine. That's why you always feel smarter after a few beers."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-114270013171575400?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/114270013171575400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=114270013171575400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114270013171575400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/114270013171575400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2006/03/facts-about-beer-and-beer-drinkers_18.html' title='Facts about BEER and BEER DRINKERS !!!!'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-113593841319598286</id><published>2005-12-30T15:49:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-02-24T16:05:31.036+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A place in Paradise : Paulo Coelho</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    &lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;The poor couple lost their hen on Christmas Eve.They had no eggs in any other basket. But God never closes a door without opening a window somewhere, as Paulo Coelho reminds us in this Christmas story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;    Many years ago, in the northeast of Brazil, there lived a couple who were very poor and whose only possession was a hen. They managed to scrape a precarious living from the eggs laid by that one hen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;On Christmas Eve, however, the hen died. The husband, who only had a few pennies to his name, which was certainly not enough to buy food for that evening's meal, went to seek help from the village priest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Instead of giving him money, the priest merely remarked: ‘‘God never closes a door without opening a window. Your money will buy you almost nothing, so go to the market and buy the first thing you’re offered. I will bless that purchase and, since Christmas is the time for miracles, something will happen that will change your life for ever.’’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;    The man wasn’t entirely convinced that this was the best solution, but he went to the market anyway. One of the traders saw him wandering aimlessly about and asked what he was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;“I don't know. I don’t have much money, but the priest told me that I should buy the first thing I was offered.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;    The trader was very rich, but even so he never let slip an opportunity to make a profit, however small. He took the man’s few coins and in exchange gave him a note scribbled on a piece of paper. “The priest was quite right. Now I’ve always had a kind heart, and so, on this festive day, I’m selling you my place in Paradise. Here are the deeds!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;The other man took the piece of paper and moved off, while the trader glowed with pride at having closed yet another excellent deal. That night, while he was preparing for supper in his house full of servants, he told the story to his wife, adding that it was thanks to such quick thinking that he had become as rich as he was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;“That’s shameful!” said his wife. “Fancy behaving like that on the day Jesus was born! Go straight to that man’s house and get the piece of paper back, or you'll never set foot in this house again!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Alarmed by his wife's anger, the trader decided to do as she said. After much asking around, he managed to find out where the man lived. When he went in, he found the couple sitting at a table that was completely bare apart from the piece of paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;“I've come because what I did was wrong,” the trader said. “Here’s your money. Now give me back what I sold you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;“You did nothing wrong,” replied the man. “I followed the priest’s advice and I know that what I bought from you is blessed.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;“But it's just a piece of paper. Besides, no one can sell someone else their place in Paradise. If you like, I'll give you double what you paid for it.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;    However, because he believed in miracles, the poor man refused to sell. The trader gradually increased his offer, until he reached the sum of ten gold coins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;“That's no good to me,” said the man. “In order to give my wife the life she deserves, I need one hundred gold coins. That is the miracle I'm waiting for this Christmas Eve.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;In despair and knowing that if he lingered any longer, no one in his own house would have supper or go to midnight mass, the trader ended up paying one hundred gold coins to get the piece of paper back. As far as the couple were concerned, the miracle had happened. As for the trader, he had done as his wife had asked. His wife, though, was filled with doubt. Had she been too hard on her husband?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;As soon as midnight mass was over, she went to the priest and told him the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;“Father, my husband met a man who said that you had told him to go to the market and buy the first thing he was offered. My husband, seeing a chance to earn some easy money, wrote him a note on a piece of paper, selling him his place in Paradise. I told my husband that he wouldn't eat in our house tonight if he didn't get that piece of paper back, and he ended up having to pay one hundred gold coins for it. Did I go too far? Could a place in Paradise really cost that much?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;    “Firstly, your husband was able to show great generosity on this, the most important day in the Christian calendar. Secondly, he became the instrument of God through whom a miracle was performed. But to answer your question: when he sold his place in Heaven for a few pennies, it wasn’t even worth that much; however, when he bought it back for one hundred gold coins simply to make his wife happy, that, I can assure you, made it worth much much more.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;" &gt;(Based on an Hasidic tale by David Mandel. Translated from the Portuguese by Margaret Jull Costa. This story is courtesy HarperCollins Publishers India. HarperCollins are the publishers for all Paulo Coelho titles which include Alchemist, By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept, Devil and Miss Prym, Eleven Minutes, Fifth Mountain, Manual of the Warrior of Light, Pilgrimage, Valkyries, Veronika Decides to Die and The Zahir.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-113593841319598286?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/113593841319598286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=113593841319598286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/113593841319598286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/113593841319598286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2005/12/place-in-paradise-paulo-coelho.html' title='A place in Paradise : Paulo Coelho'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-113587402182264497</id><published>2005-12-29T21:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-29T22:17:36.556+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Quotations@their Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;When you're in love with someone it inspires you and gives you hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;You have faith that even if you can't be with them on earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;You will be with them one day in heaven...&lt;br /&gt;No one realizes the beauty of love, until you're caught in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;You know you're in love when at those times you're apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;you find yourself gazing at the sky in the direction she lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;and feeling some peace in knowing that you live under the same sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;If you smile when you are alone, then you really mean it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I can forgive you for everything, except for not understanding that I was in love with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Being in love is a wonderful feeling, but being loved and appreciated in return can be the most wonderful experience that can happen to your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;You know you're in love when everytime you close your eyes, you see that special someone&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I must be in love with an angel because there is nothing like her on earth&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;When asked what is love, what would you say? Well the simple answer to this is complete silence. It is a feeling that only one in love can answer to themself, without words&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Love is not finding someone to live with, It's finding someone you can't live without.......&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i know you maybe i dont,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;maybe i'll see you forever maybe i wont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;But wherever we will be whatever we'll do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I'll always remember that I got a nice friend, thats you.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;In Life, Love is never planned nor does it happen for a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;But when the Love is Real, it becomes your Plan for Life and your Reason for Living...&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes and you'll see what your love is doing to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;My eyes have learned to smile&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could see through your eyes so I would know what you like to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I wish I knew your wishes, so I could give you everything you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I wish I dreamed the same dreams you do, and together we could make them come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I wish I knew what makes you happy, so I could make you the happiest person in the whole world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;If your love does not work with that person, it just means that someone else loves you more&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to be with the one you love is like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;trying to touch a star you know you'll never accomplish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;but you just keep trying.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;You can close your eyes to things you don't want to see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;but you can't close your heart to the things you don't want to feel.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;You cannot make someone love you, you can only make yourself someone who can be loved&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Never cry over somebody who would not cry over you.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Nobody understands the beauty of love... until they have fallen in love atleast once.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Never wish for something that is not possible;For it would just create hopes..&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Never Love someone so much... that life becomes difficult without them&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Love is never demanding... But It has a lot of expectations.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Just believe in yourself and people will start believing in you.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Love may not ask you to give up your life, but it will require lots of sacrifices&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;True love is being able to look into the other's eyes... and see your own self.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Good friends are hard to find, harder to leave, and impossible to forget.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Things don't always come your way... sometimes you have to reach for them.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Years come and years go by, some bring happiness &amp;amp; in some you cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Even though my friend we are far apart, never worry because you will always be in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Things Go Wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;You sometimes get sad.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;and for no reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;you just start gettin mad.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Just keep your cool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;and god will do the rest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;the happy days will soon come back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;and you'll be again at your best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-113587402182264497?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/113587402182264497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=113587402182264497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/113587402182264497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/113587402182264497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2005/12/quotationstheir-best.html' title='Quotations@their Best'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-113501630023993268</id><published>2005-12-19T23:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-19T23:48:20.250+05:30</updated><title type='text'>CHAT WITH GOD</title><content type='html'>God : Hello. Did you call me?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Called you? No.. who is this?&lt;br /&gt;God : This is GOD. I heard your prayers. So I thought I will chat.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I do pray. Just makes me feel good. I am actually busy now. I am in the midst of something..&lt;br /&gt;God : What are you busy at? Ants are busy too.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Don't know. But I cant find free time. Life has become hectic. It's rush hour all the time.&lt;br /&gt;God : Sure. Activity gets you busy. But productivity gets you results. Activity consumes time. Productivity frees it.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I understand. But I still cant figure out. By the way, I was not expecting YOU to buzz me on instant messaging chat.&lt;br /&gt;God : Well I wanted to resolve your fight for time, by giving you some clarity. In this net era, I wanted to reach you through the medium you are comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Tell me, why has life become complicated now?&lt;br /&gt;God: Stop analyzing life. Just live it. Analysis is what makes it complicated.&lt;br /&gt;Me: why are we then constantly unhappy?&lt;br /&gt;God : Your today is the tomorrow that you worried about yesterday. You are worrying because you are analyzing. Worrying has become your habit. That's why you are not happy.&lt;br /&gt;Me: But how can we not worry when there is so much uncertainty?&lt;br /&gt;God : Uncertainty is inevitable, but worrying is optional.&lt;br /&gt;Me: But then, there is so much pain due to uncertainty..&lt;br /&gt;God : Pain is inevitable, but suffering is optional.&lt;br /&gt;Me: If suffering is optional, why do good people always suffer?&lt;br /&gt;God : Diamond cannot be polished without friction. Gold cannot be purified without fire. G"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-113501630023993268?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/113501630023993268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=113501630023993268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/113501630023993268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/113501630023993268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2005/12/chat-with-god.html' title='CHAT WITH GOD'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19921262.post-113473534937023218</id><published>2005-12-16T17:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-20T00:14:27.850+05:30</updated><title type='text'>My First notes to my blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Hiya world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This is my first attempt at creating a blog... and its already started to feel &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;zimply GREAT&lt;/span&gt; 8-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao,&lt;br /&gt;~Amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19921262-113473534937023218?l=amarj4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/feeds/113473534937023218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19921262&amp;postID=113473534937023218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/113473534937023218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19921262/posts/default/113473534937023218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amarj4u.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-first-notes-to-my-blog.html' title='My First notes to my blog'/><author><name>Dizzy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15061686379746374722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
