Six Degrees of Seperation..

Who do you know...Are you Famous....

Coming Soon As Well.....

Girls and Saree.....

Girls in saree....Lovely sight to behold.... (more on this soon)

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.....

Wishing All Beings out there A Very Merry Christmas and A Very Happy New Year....

Dont Drink and Drive

But

Smoke and Fly....

Ho Ho Ho......

Just In Case......

I have been meaning to ask or throw this question to anybody for a long long time.... A very simple question.... to those who read this or to those sesat to this Blog or somehow ended up here pls take your most precious time to drop a comment on your preference...Your sincere answer means a lot to me and to the rest of the curious world..

No,your answer do not judge if your are a pervert or a hot-blooded male/girl or what so ever...Just a general knowledge that is been boiling in my tiney weeny brain for so long and is itching to be asked...

Please ah...... Thank You

So Here It Goes....

Assuming you are marooned in an Island(as above) -Just you and you only- No one else for the next millions of mile as far as you are concerned...You have been there for some time...say 6 months all alone surviving with Rain Water and eating coconut and whatever small fish you managed to catch with your somewhat limited skills....Since you have been to schoool and learned science and kemahiran hidup....You are able to start a fire (how you started a fire--I dont know--) and keep yourself warm....

One fine day a huge blue genie appears out of nowhere and says or grants you a wishes...(hold your horses fren..The wishes are on his (the genie's) term.....Here it comes....

The Wish.....

The genie says...Since you are all alone here...i am going to give you friends...This friends will be with for 1 week....The friends that you are about to get are divided into 2 groups....With this friends you will get a weeks supply of the most expensive and the most lavish drinks and food.And after you have spend the week with your choosen group of friend you will be magically brought to whereever you came from according to your nationality(if you are a malaysian to malaysia'la and if you are a Malayalee to Makkez and Durai's Blog.....)

Ok here are 2 group of friends that you need to choose from.....

1st Group

Darwin

NEWTON

EINSTEIN

GANDHI

ABRAHAM LINCOLN

Ok....Now 2nd Group...

I guess the above person have no need of Introduction as they are all still alive and breathing....

Now,as I said earlier...pls choose one the groups and only pls choose one group you would like to spend a week with....Dont be greedy...(you dont want the genie to be angry)...and pls let me know your choosen group with reason in the comments column or in the shout box....

So Frens (Girls and Boys)....Pls drop a comment and if you know anyone who reads stupid blogs like mine pls do ask them to drop by and leave comment as well....

Your time and comments are appreciated

NUTCASE

Karthigai Thirunaal.....

This day denotes the occurrence of the Karthigai Nakshatram every month, as per the Tamil Calendar. On this day a special seva and pooja takes place at all Murugan Temples Worldwide..

The Karthigai Nakshatram is of great importance to Sri Murugan, as it is considered as his birth star. When it falls on a Monday, and occurs during the month of Karthigai, it is considered especially sacred, and devotees undertake fasts and special prayers to seek the Lord’s blessings.



Karthikai is a festival of lights celebrated by Tamil Hindus on the full moon day of Karthikai month (November/December). Houses and streets are lit up with rows of oil lamps (Deepam) the evening of the festival day. The huge lamp lit at Tiruvannamalai hills is very famous.

Karthikai Deepam is one of the oldest festivals celebrated by the Tamil people. The festival finds reference in Sangam literature like Ahananuru and the poems of Auvaiyar.
**source: ol'wikipedia..**

SO,HAPPY KARTHIGAI FOLKS....BE GOOD and BE VEGETARIAN.....

Holy Prostitutes

A man is driving down a deserted stretch of highway when he notices a sign out of the corner of his eye....It reads:

SISTERS OF ST. FRANCIS
HOUSE OF PROSTITUTION

10 MILES

He thinks this is a figment of his imagination and drives on without a second thought....

Soon he sees another sign which reads:

SISTERS OF ST. FRANCIS

HOUSE OF PROSTITUTION

5 MILES

Suddenly he begins to realize that these signs are for real and drives past a third sign saying:

SISTERS OF ST. FRANCIS
HOUSE OF PROSTITUTION

NEXT RIGHT

His curiosity gets the best of him and he pulls into the drive. On the far side of the parking lot is a stone building with a small sign next to the door reading:

SISTERS OF ST. FRANCIS

He climbs the steps and rings the bell. The door is answered by a nun in a long black habit who asks, 'What may we do for you my son?'

He answers, 'I saw your signs along the highway and was interested in possibly doing business....'

'Very well my son. Please follow me.' He is led through many winding passages and is soon quite disoriented. The nun stops at a closed door and tells the man, 'Please knock on this door.'

He does so and another nun in a long habit, holding a tin cup answers the door... This nun instructs, 'Please place $100 in the cup then go through the large wooden door at the end of the hallway.'

He puts $100 in the cup, eagerly trots down the hall and slips through the door pulling it shut behind him.

The door locks, and he finds himself

back in the parking lot facing another sign:

GO IN PEACE.

YOU HAVE JUST BEEN SCREWED BY THE SISTERS OF ST. FRANCIS.

SERVES YOU RIGHT, YOU SINNER!

DID I MARRY THE RIGHT PERSON?

During one of our seminars, a woman asked a common question. She said, 'How do I know if I married the right person? 'I noticed that there was a large man sitting next to her so I said, 'It depends. Is that your husband? 'In all seriousness, she answered 'How do you know?'

Let me answer this question because the chances are good that it's weighing on your mind

Here's the answer. EVERY relationship has a cycle. In the beginning, you fell in love with your spouse / partner . You anticipated their call, wanted their touch, and liked their idiosyncrasies (unconventional behavior/habit).

Falling in love with your spouse wasn't hard. In fact, it was a completely natural and spontaneous experience.You didn't have to DO anything. That's why it's called 'falling' in love... Because it's happening TO YOU .

People in love sometimes say, 'I was swept of my feet.' Think about the imagery of that expression. It implies that you were just standing there; doing nothing, and then something came along and happened TO YOU

Falling in love is easy . It's a passive and spontaneous experience. But after a few years of marriage, the euphoria (excitement) of love fades. It's the natural cycle of EVERY relationship . Slowly but surely, phone calls become a bother (if they come at all), touch is not always welcome (when it happens), and your spouse's idiosyncrasies , instead of being cute, drive you nuts.

The symptoms of this stage vary with every relationship, but if you think about your marriage, you will notice a dramatic difference between the initial stage when you were in love and a much duller or even angry subsequent stage.

At this point, you and/or your spouse might start asking, 'Did I marry the right person?'And as you and your spouse reflect on the euphoria of the love you once had, you may begin to desire that experience with someone else.This is when marriages breakdown . People blame their spouse for their unhappiness and look outside their marriage for fulfillment.

Extramarital fulfillment comes in all shapes and sizes. Infidelity is the most obvious.But sometimes people turn to work, a hobby, a friendship, excessive TV, or abusive substances.

But the answer to this dilemma does NOT lie outside your marriage. It lies within it.I'm not saying that you couldn't fall in love with someone else.You could.

And TEMPORARILY you'd feel better. But you'd be in the same situation a few years later. Because (listen carefully to this):

THE KEY TO SUCCEEDING IN MARRIAGE IS NOT FINDING THE RIGHT PERSON; IT'S LEARNING TO LOVE THE PERSON YOU FOUND.

SUSTAINING love is not a passive or spontaneous experience. It'll NEVER just happen to you. You can't 'find' LASTING love. You have to 'make' it day in and day out. That's why we have the __expression 'the labor of love.' Because it takes time, effort, and energy . And most importantly, it takes WISDOM . You have to know WHAT TO DO to make your marriage work.

Make no mistake about it. Love is NOT a mystery. There are specific things you can do (with or without your spouse) to succeed with your marriage.

Just as there are physical laws of the universe (such as gravity), there are also laws for relationships.Just as the right diet and exercise program makes you physically stronger, certain habits in your relationship WILL make your marriage stronger.It's a direct cause and effect. If you know and apply the laws, the results are predictable... you can 'make'love .

Love in marriage is indeed a 'decision'... Not just a feeling.

Remember this always :

'God determines who walks into your life. It is up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go.'

***GOOD ONE***

The Sky is Smilling is at "US"

***SOME WONDERS GODS WANTS US TO SEE***

This wonder was at the Malaysian sky on 1st December 2008.

Above picture was not altered or modified...(who am i to play with gods creation)

Back In Action.......

VERY SOON.....................

Happy Deepavali.......

DEEPAVALI
By
SRI SWAMI SIVANANDA

DEEPAVALI or Diwali means "a row of lights". It falls on the last two days of the dark half of Kartik (October-November). For some it is a three-day festival. It commences with the Dhan-Teras, on the 13th day of the dark half of Kartik, followed the next day by the Narak Chaudas, the 14th day, and by Deepavali proper on the 15th day.

There are various alleged origins attributed to this festival. Some hold that they celebrate the marriage of Lakshmi with Lord Vishnu. In Bengal the festival is dedicated to the worship of Kali. It also commemorates that blessed day on which the triumphant Lord Rama returned to Ayodhya after defeating Ravana. On this day also Sri Krishna killed the demon Narakasura.

In South India people take an oil bath in the morning and wear new clothes. They partake of sweetmeats. They light fireworks which are regarded as the effigies of Narakasura who was killed on this day. They greet one another, asking, "Have you had your Ganges bath?" which actually refers to the oil bath that morning as it is regarded as purifying as a bath in the holy Ganges.

Everyone forgets and forgives the wrongs done by others. There is an air of freedom, festivity and friendliness everywhere. This festival brings about unity. It instils charity in the hearts of people. Everyone buys new clothes for the family. Employers, too, purchase new clothes for their employees.

Waking up during the Brahmamuhurta (at 4a.m.) is a great blessing from the standpoint of health, ethical discipline, efficiency in work and spiritual advancement. It is on Deepavali that everyone wakes up early in the morning. The sages who instituted this custom must have cherished the hope that their descendents would realise its benefits and make it a regular habit in their lives.

In a happy mood of great rejoicing village folk move about freely, mixing with one another without any reserve, all enmity being forgotten. People embrace one another with love. Deepavali is a great unifying force. Those with keen inner spiritual ears will clearly hear the voice of the sages, "O Children of God! unite, and love all". The vibrations produced by the greetings of love which fill the atmosphere are powerful enough to bring about a change of heart in every man and woman in the world. Alas! That heart has considerably hardened, and only a continuous celebration of Deepavali in our homes can rekindle in us the urgent need of turning away from the ruinous path of hatred.

On this day Hindu merchants in North India open their new account books and pray for success and prosperity during the coming year. The homes are cleaned and decorated by day and illuminated by night with earthern oil-lamps. The best and finest illuminations are to be seen in Bombay and Amritsar. The famous Golden Temple at Amritsar is lit in the evening with thousands of lamps placed all over the steps of the big tank. Vaishnavites celebrate the Govardhan Puja and feed the poor on a large scale.

O Ram! The light of lights, the self-luminous inner light of the Self is ever shining steadily in the chamber of your heart. Sit quietly. Close your eyes. Withdraw the senses. Fix the mind on this supreme light and enjoy the real Deepavali, by attaining illumination of the soul.

He who Himself sees all but whom no one beholds, who illumines the intellect, the sun, the moon and the stars and the whole universe but whom they cannot illumine, He indeed is Brahman, He is the inner Self. Celebrate the real Deepavali by living in Brahman, and enjoy the eternal bliss of the soul.

The sun does not shine there, nor do the moon and the stars, nor do lightnings shine and much less fire. All the lights of the world cannot be compared even to a ray of the inner light of the Self. Merge yourself in this light of lights and enjoy the supreme Deepavali.

Many Deepavali festivals have come and gone. Yet the hearts of the vast majority are as dark as the night of the new moon. The house is lit with lamps, but the heart is full of the darkness of ignorance. O man! wake up from the slumber of ignorance. Realise the constant and eternal light of the Soul which neither rises nor sets, through meditation and deep enquiry.

May you all attain full inner illumination! May the supreme light of lights enlighten your understanding! May you all attain the inexhaustible spiritual wealth of the Self! May you all prosper gloriously on the material as well as spiritual planes!

IP Says***Happy Deepavali to all Hindus and Indians...No matter if you are a Telugu,Malayalee etc...Lets celebrate this as INDIANS and Pray for a better future for Indians Worldwide.

***Dont eat too much Muruku,then you become kirruku***

HAD TO PUT THE LINE ABOVE,OLD SCHOOL DAYS MEMORIES WITH ALL THE DEEPAVALI CARDS GOING AROUND AND THE COCKY VERSES...damd the good old days and damn sms and e-greetings...

Songs......

After posting about Pale Blue Eyes.....I thought of posting 3 (including Pale Blue Eyes) of my most favaourite ENGRIS song.....I find them nice to listen to...and the lyrics are funny and sometimes suits me in some situation.....*Wink* *Wink*

Here They GO......The Lyrics First

Only Fools Rush In

The King (Elveys Presly'la)

Wise Men say
only fools rush in
but I cant help
falling in love with you

Shall I stay
would it be a sin
if I can't help falling in love with you...

Like a river flows, surely to the sea
Darlin so it goes, somethings are meant to be..
Take my hand, take my whole life too
for I can't help fallin in love with you...

Like a river flows, surely to the sea
Darlin so it goes, somethings are meant to be..

Take my hand take my whole life too for I cant help
falling in love with you

for I can't help falling in love with...... you.

Lips Of An Angel...

(Hinder)

Honey why you calling me so late?

It's kinda hard to talk right now.

Honey why are you crying? Is everything okay?

I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud

Well, my girl's in the next room

Sometimes I wish she was you

I guess we never really moved on

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name

It sounds so sweetComing from the lips of an angel

Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye

But girl you make it hard to be faithful

With the lips of an angel

It's funny that you're calling me tonight

And, yes, I've dreamt of you too

And does he know you're talking to me

Will it start a fight

No I don't think she has a clue

Well my girl's in the next room

Sometimes I wish she was youI

guess we never really moved on

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name

It sounds so sweet

Coming from the lips of an angel

Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye

But girl you make it hard to be faithful

With the lips of an angel

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name

It sounds so sweet

Coming from the lips of an angel

Hearing those words it makes me weak

And I never wanna say goodbye

But girl you make it hard to be faithful

With the lips of an angel

And I never wanna say goodbye

But girl you make it hard to be faithful

With the lips of an angel

Honey why you calling me so late?

Desert Rose...

Sting

I dream of rain

I dream of gardens in the desert sand

I wake in vain

I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of fire

Those dreams that tie two hearts that will never die

And near the flames

The shadows play in the shape of the mans desire

This desert rose

Whose shadow bears the secret promise

This desert flower

No sweet perfume that would torture you more than this

And now she turns

This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams

This fire burns

I realize that nothings as it seems

I dream of rain

I dream of gardens in the desert sand

I wake in vain

I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of rain

I lift my gaze to empty skies above

I close my eyes

The rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of love

I dream of rain

I dream of gardens in the desert sand

I wake in vain

I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Sweet desert rose

Whose shadow bears the secret promise

This desert flower

No sweet perfume that would torture you more than this

Sweet desert rose

This memory of hidden hearts and souls

This desert flower

This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of love

*****Songs at the Bottom of this Page....Its takes a while to Load...But Trust me Its worth every minute......*******

Pale Blue Eyes

The other day I was driving,and after THR Raaga has ended their session at 8.00pm I switched station to Minnal FM.....and the only word I got for them is.........wHaT tHe FcUk......and I was happily surfing channels...and I came across this English Radio Station.....
A liitle bit of Background..... I am not a big fan of radio and I very very and I mean very rarely listen to English Stations.....Its either THR (TAMIL) or my CD's.....

So back to my reason of this entry....as I was surfing stations I came across this station playing this very beautifull song..... I didnt know (at the time) who sang it and what was the song title....But I had this urge to share the lyrics and if i can find the Video clipping of this song with whoever reads my crappy blog....I googled and I found the lyrics.....


Here Goes the Lyric...It was lovely and Beautifull for me...Hope it was the same for you too....

Velvet Underground,

TheThe Velvet Underground (1969)

Pale Blue Eyes

Sometimes I feel so happy,

Sometimes I feel so sad.

Sometimes I feel so happy,

But mostly you just make me mad.

Baby, you just make me mad.

Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

Thought of you as my mountain top,

Thought of you as my peak.

Thought of you as everything,

I've had but couldn't keep.

I've had but couldn't keep.

Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

If I could make the world as pure and strange as what I see,

I'd put you in the mirror,

I put in front of me.

I put in front of me.

Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

Skip a life completely.

Stuff it in a cup.She said,

Money is like us in time,

It lies, but can't stand up.

Down for you is up."

Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

It was good what we did yesterday.

And I'd do it once again.

The fact that you are married,

Only proves, you're my best friend.

But it's truly, truly a sin.

Linger on, your pale blue eyes.

Linger on, your pale blue eyes

Dr. Avul Pakir Jainulabdeen Abdul Kalam

http://www.abdulkalam.com/

IP Says---

The most most wonderfull Website I came across in recent years....Do read the the notes in the To Youths Column and Recent Events (Speeches / Lectures)....

Be Inspired.....

IP's Note: If only there is more souls like both of them (above picture)....world be would be such a great place to live in......

Love Story.....Part II

Hello Friends....

First my apology for taking so long to publish the second part of Cikgu's love story....


No matter how hard I tried or wreck my brain...I am unable to come up with anything sweeter than their love for each other..for an introduction.... I came to a conclusion that the Love Letter from Cikgu to her husband,Mr.Nesan is sweet enough and a concrete evident of existence of love and why the world still goes around...



Enough of my words...lets go to their words of love....Pls read the 1st part before you read this...First part is at http://mithiri-mithiri.blogspot.com/

Dear Nesan,

I read your post and it was a lovely one. I guess there is a romantic part of you, which I have never seen before. This is better than the car, which you bought me as our anniversary present. I am proud of you. It takes a lot of guts to write something like this.

Remember the first time we actually talked. You asked me, whether I agree to marry you or not. You said, "Don't agree just because your father asked you to. Do it only if you really wanted to." My reply,"My dad knows what is best for me but there are some things which he does not know. I am not a virgin anymore and I have slept with many guys. If your old-fashioned thinking can digest this, why not I will marry you. The choice is yours." Your answer was not what I expected,"I don't care whether you are a virgin or not, how many man you slept with and even if you worked as a pros in UK, I still want to marry you." Those words made me realize that you have changed a lot. That also was the reason why I agreed to marry you.

Many things were not right about us right. We seldom talked even when we were engaged to be married. I had my doubts, how am I going to spend the rest of my life with you. You hate talking. Most of the time you prefer to be quiet. Life is going to be hard with you. How wrong was I. Before our wedding, you had to go to Canada. Before you left,you only said, please take care of mum and the kid for me. Bye. You kissed my forehead and marched into your room. I never saw you anymore until one week before our wedding. Still the same old boring Nesan and nothing much to say too.

We got married as scheduled and that was the beginning of many problems and many solutions. The real Nesan, can be seen in his true colours. First day as your wife, in your house, sleeping in your bed.We just talked and one good night kiss and we went to sleep in each others arms. Trust me I was thankful for that. Here I was getting my first kiss and I dare to tell you, I was not a virgin anymore.Somehow, you knew I suppose. Family situation not much of a difference cause I knew your family well. Just felt at home. Now, beginning to see some of your good sides as well. One thing I was glad about was that we started to talk more. That was a nice change. I do not know whether you still remember this, five days later was the first time you made love to me. I am thankful to you for not rushing things. This was the first sign that showed you loved me. Very, very considerate and willing to wait until I was ready. Your actions showed how I felt mattered.

Later fighting also starts, no books in the bedroom you say. Bookworms will always be bookworms no changing. I said no way, my books stay.Another major problem – porn's. Stop watching that I say, makes me want to throw up. No, if your books can stay in the bedroom my porn movies can too. How far we have come. You are as much of a bookworm asI am now. Porn's - take it wherever you want now, even into the toilet. I don't care. He... he... he... Now we can do everything together. Talk about girls, watch porn's , go fishing and make love in the living room.

Give and take policy works best right? Why become a wife if you cannot make your husband happy and vice versa.

Your post brought back a lot of memories. I'm missing you now, more than ever. If my father was still alive now, I will give him a big hug and thank him for choosing a great husband for me.

Hope to see you soon. You know what, I want a baby girl too. A baby girl just like your mum. I wish I could be with you now. I love you and I want to love you for the rest of my life. I want us to grow old together gracefully. I want to see your first grey hair, the first wrinkle on your face and your tooth fall out. Even when all your hair turn grey,your face full of wrinkles and all your tooth fall out, I will still love you. I want to melt in your love, make love to you and fall asleep in your arms.

LOTS OF LOVE, HUGS AND WARM KISSES.

Mithiri

IP again...Well....there it is....Touching and down right romantic right....

My best wishes to Mithiri and Mr.Nesan....Hope all your dreams and wishes do come true...

PS: I was given full permission to publish this letter from the couple...and the latest news I heard was that their family might be expanding..... ;) ...Sounds of babies laughter could be heard soon and I am with the couple hoping for a girl....Congrats to Both...

Part 2 of My Love Story....

Part 1 is at MITHIRI'S BLOG

http://mithiri-mithiri.blogspot.com/

Part 2 is as good as..Part 1...

Watch This Space....

**IP**

108 Sangu Abishegam....

Last friday me and the wife did some prayers at the Penang Waterfall Vinayagar Temple. It was the wife's birthday and Valarpirai Sathurthi as well. I was very happy the way the prayer was done. Some pictures from the prayers.....

The Rose Garland specially ordered for the FAT Lord.....Prettier than I expected....

The Tray......

The prayer area.....

The Main platform with the 108 Valampuri Sangu....

The Kutty's lord at the foot of the Kodi Maram (Flag Pole)....

The entrance.....

*** Let There Be No Hunger and May Peace Prevail on All***

**IP**

A lesson in Trigonometry n Physics

All the best in your SPM and STPM and A-Levels...Hope this helped you to score....

**IP**

NAVARATHIRI...नवरात्रि)

A Hindu festival of worship. The word Navaratri literally means nine nights in Sanskrit; Nava meaning Nine and Ratri meaning nights. During these nine nights and ten days, nine forms of Shakti are worshipped.

First three days

The goddess is invoked as a spiritual force called Durga also known as kali in order to destroy all our impurities, vices and defects.

Second three days

The Mother is adored as a giver of spiritual wealth, Lakshmi, who is considered to have the power of bestowing on her devotees inexhaustible wealth. She is the goddess of wealth.

Final three days

The final set of three days is spent in worshipping the goddess of wisdom, Saraswati. In order to have all-round success in life, believers seek the blessings of all three aspects of the divine femininity, hence the nine nights of worship.

*IP*

My Two Little Princess

My two gems.....

The Eldest...............

Chinese Educated (Advantage to her,cause she can scold me and i dont u'stand a word she says).

The Youngest.........

Only 3 years old,and can talk like an adult... I think she is my lucky charm.

(They are my sisters kids...My Nieces)

***IP***

My Mean Machine.....

This is my Mean Machine....

Its a Dell Inspiron 1525

15 Inch Monitor

160 GB Hard Disk

2Gb RAM

And it Weights a TON..... :(

Well....It gets my work done smoothly...

***IP***

SELAMAT HARI RAYA.........

YEN INIYA NOMBE PERENAL VALTUKAL

SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI......

***WISH ALL BALIK KG IN 1 PIECE and BALIK BANDAR IN 1 PIECE...***

My Ferari....

Coming Soon....Watch this SPACE....





Pictures of my 4 year old Ferari....





I dont want to show of....but....wHaT tHe HeCk!!!!!!!!!!!

Mine is with the same colour....but not metallic.....

****WAIT FOR THE PICTURE****

I LOVE MY INDIAN GIRLS.....

It seems that an article was written to Sister 2 Sister magazine by A Caucasian woman who requested a response from Indian men.I'm so glad She got what she asked for (and more)!!!

She wrote:

Dear Jamie

I'm sorry but I would like to challenge some of your Indian male readers.I am a White female who is engaged to a Indian male-good-looking,educated and loving. I just don't understand a lot of Indian female's attitudes about our relationship. My man decided he wanted me because the pickings amongst Indian women were slim to none.As he said they were either too fat, too loud, too mean, too argumentative, too needy, too materialistic or carrying too much excess baggage.

Before I became engaged, whenever I went out I was constantly Approached by Indian men, willing to wine and dine me and give me the world.If Indian women are so up in arms about us being with their men, why don't they look at themselves and make some changes. I am tired of the dirty looks I get and snide remarks when we're out in public. I would like to hear from some Indian men about why we are so appealing and coveted by them.

Bryant Gumbel left his wife of 26 years for one of us. Charles Barkley,Scottie Pippen, the model Tyson Beckford, Montell Williams, Quincy Jones,James Earl Jones, Harry Belafonte,Sydney Poitier, Kofi Anan, Cuba Gooding Jr.,Don Cornelius, Berry Gordy, Billy Blanks, Wesley Snipes...

I could go on and on. But, right now, I'm a little angry and that is Why I wrote this so hurriedly. Don't be mad with us, White women, Because so many of your men want us.Get your acts together and learn from us And we may lead you to treat your men better.If I'm wrong, Indian men, Let me know.

Thanx-Disgusted White Girl, Somewhere in VA!!!!

SAVADI RESPONSE FROM A INDIAN BROTHER

Dear Jamie:


I would like to respond to the letter written by A Disgusted White
Girl.Let me start by saying that I am a 28- year old Indian man. I Graduated from one of the most prestigious universities in Atlanta,Georgia With a Bachelor of Arts Degree in Business Management. I have a good job at A major corporation and have recently purchased a house. So, I Consider myself to be among the ranks of successful
Indian men.

I will not use my precious time to slander white people. I just want to set the record straight of why Indian men date white women. Back in the day, one of the biggest reasons why Indian men dated white women was because they were considered easy. The Indian girls in my neighborhood were raised in strict homes.They were very strict about when they lost their virginity and who they lost it to.Because of our mpatience to wait,brothers would look for someone who would give it up easy without too much hassle.So, they turned to the white girls.

Nowadays, in my opinion, a lot of brothers date white women because they are docile and easy to control. A lot of Indian men, because of insecurities, fears, and overall weaknesses, have become intimidated by the strength of our Indian women. We are afraid that our woman will be more successful than us, make more money than us, drive nicer cars and own bigger houses.

Because of this fear, many Indian men look for a more docile woman.Someone We can control.I have talked to numerous Indian men and they continuously comment on how easy it is to control and walk over their white women. I just want to set the record straight. I want A Disgusted White Girl to know that not all successful Indian men date white women.Brothers like Ahmad Rashad, Denzel Washington, Michael Jordan,Morris Chestnut, Will Smith, Blair Underwood, Kenneth "Babyface"Edmonds, Samuel L.Jackson, and Chris Rock all married strong black/Indian women And,to flip the script, there are numerous white men, in and out of the spotlight, who openly or secretly desire Indian women over white women. Ted Danson, Robert DeNiro, and David Bowie to name a few. I just don't Want a "Disgusted White girl" to be misinformed, Stop thinking that Because you are white that you are some type of goddess. Remember, when Indian Egyptian Queens like Hatsepshut and Nitorcris were ruling Dynasties and armies of men in Egypt, you were over in the caves of Europe eating raw meat and beating each other over the head with clubs.


Read your history!

It was the Indian woman that taught you how to cook and season your food.It was the Indian woman that taught you how to raise your children.It was Indian women who were breast feeding and raising your babies during slavery.It is the Indian woman that had to endure watching their fathers,husbands, and children beaten,killed, and thrown in jail.INDIAN women were born with two strikes against them: being Indian and being a woman.And, through all this, Still They Rise! It is because of the Indian women's strength, elegance, power,love and beauty that I could never date anyone except my Indian Queen. It is not just the outer beauty that captivates and draws me to them.

It is not the fact that they come in all shapes, sizes, colors andshades that I love them.Their inner beauty is what I find most appealing about Indian women.Their strong spirit,loving and nurturing souls, their integrity, their ability to overcome great obstacles, their willingness to stand for what they believe in, and their determination to succeed and reach their highest potential while enduring great pain and suffering is why I have fallen in love with Indian women.

I honestly believe that your anger is geared more toward jealousy And envy more so than snotty looks.If this were not so, then why do you continuously go to tanning salons to darken your skin? If you are so proud to be white, then why don't you just be happy with your pale skin? Why do you continue to inject your lips, hips, and breasts with unnatural and dangerous substances so you can look fuller and more
voluptuous?

I think that your anger is really a result of you wanting to have What the Indian woman has...

BOTTOM LINE:
If I were looking for a docile woman, someone I can Walk over and control, I would give you a call. But, unfortunately,I am looking for a Virtuous Woman. Someone that can be a good wife and mother to my children. Someone who can be my best friend and understands my struggles. I am looking for a soul mate. I am looking for a sister and; unfortunately, you do not and CANNOT fit the bill.

No offense taken, none given.

Signed,

Indian Royalty

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Decision Making ..........

Once Raj asked Anand, "What is the secret behind your happy married life?"

Anand said, "You should share responsibilities with due love and respect to each other. Then absolutely there will be no problems."

Raj asked, "Can you explain?"


Anand said, "In my house, I take decisions on bigger issues where as my wife decides on smaller issues. We do not interfere in each other's decisions."


Still not convinced, Raj asked Anand "Give me some examples"


Anand said," Smaller issues like which car we should buy, how much amount to save, when to visit home town, which Sofa, air conditioner, refrigerator to buy, monthly expenses, whether to keep a maid or not etc are decided by my wife. I just agree to it"


Raj asked, "Then what is your role?"


Anand said," My decisions are only for very big issues. Like whether America should attack Iran , whether Britain should lift sanction over Zimbabwe , whether to widen African economy, whether Samy Vellu should retire etc etc.

Do you know one thing, my wife NEVER objects to any of these".

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Can I Borrow $25?

A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.

SON: 'Daddy, may I ask you a question?'

DAD: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the man.

SON: 'Daddy, how much do you make an hour?'

DAD: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the man said angrily.

SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?'

DAD: 'If you must know, I make $50 an hour.'

SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down.

SON: 'Daddy, may I please borrow $25?'

The father was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.'

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.

The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?

After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down , and started to think:

Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often

The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.

'No daddy, I'm awake,' replied the boy.

'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the man.

'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you.

Here's the $25 you asked for.' The little boy sat straight up, smiling.

'Oh, thank you daddy!' he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.

The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.

The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father. '

Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the father grumbled.

'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied.

'Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow.

I would like to have dinner with you.

The father was crushed.

He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.

It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life.

We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts.

Do remember to share that $50 worth of your time with someone you love.

If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of hours. But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.

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IN THE 1500'S

Here are some facts about the1500s:

Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and still smelled pretty good by June. However, they were starting to smell, so brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.

Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, Don't throw the baby out with the Bath water..

Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. Hence the saying It's raining cats and dogs.

There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house.. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That's how canopy beds came into existence.

The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, Dirt poor. The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance way. Hence the saying a thresh hold.

In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables a nd did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme, Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old..

Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, bring home the bacon. They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat..

Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.

Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the upper crust.

Lead cups were used to drink ale or whiskey. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of holding a wake.

England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they wou ld tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift.) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be, saved by the bell or was considered a dead ringer.

And that's the truth...Now, whoever said History was boring ! ! !

Educate someone. Share these facts with a friend

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Materialistic World....

How we get there...

A Step by Step Guide.........

Hmmmm....Good For Her

The Graduate......

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My Favourite Church in Malaysia

The St.Annes Church at Bukit Mertajam,Penang.

You will find peace there......

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