A guy stuck his head into a barber shop and asked, "How long before I can get a haircut?"

The barber looked around the shop full of customers and said, "About 2 hours."

The guy left.

A few days later, the same guy stuck his head in the door and asked, "How long before I can get a haircut?"
The barber looked around the shop and said, "About 3 hours." The guy left.

A week later, the same guy stuck his head in the shop and asked, "How long before I can get a haircut?"
The barber looked around the shop and said, "About an hour and half."

The guy left.

The barber turned to a friend and said, "Hey, Bill, do me a favour. Follow that guy, and see where he goes. He keeps asking how long he has to wait for a haircut, but then he doesn't ever come back."

A little while later, Bill returned to the shop, laughing hysterically. The barber asked, "So, where does that guy go when he leaves here?" Bill looked up, choking on laughter, tears in his eyes, and said,

"Your house."

Yesterday(June 30 '07) was a very special day for me, had so many things which moved me.

hmm... well first of all, The Visit to the Thalassemia Department of a Govt. Hospital which was being sponsored by the Company I'm working with.

Over all a great experience, First of all I registered there as a part time Blood Donor, then the concerend lady there made us see all the wonderful things our company did for the good of thalassemia patients(specially kids), then we were escorted to the Orphanage in the same premises. 

ahhh that was the painfull part, about 60 kids from tha age group of around 8months to 2 or so years. well so many cots and all babies lying on them either sleeping or playing with themselves.

but most of them were very sluggish as if they knew that their life was made to be like that. when we approached them, they felt our presence and started to grab our attention. You can't imagine I was almost shivering. The baby I was standing next to wanted to be picked up, rather everyone of them wanted to be picked up and it almost filled everyone of us with pitty and (dont the know the right word). I was hesitating to pick the baby as i was afraid , but somehow i managed to get him, he was so quiet and was trying to get me, I mean trying to see me , trying to move hands on my face (you can imagine what babies do). and when the time came to put the kid back in the cot, as expected he started crying .  It  was with everybody.

COnclusion!!  these kids are all Orphans!!! ( its so hard to live such a life) these kids lack parental LOVE, that care,  there is nobody to give them personall attention, no one  to pamper them....

 A volunteer, a man was sitting there massaging every single infant over there with oil, that man was loving that and it was worth watching his intense dedication!!!! aahh !! scarcity of words again.....

well can't say much now but I was overwhelmed by the dedicated volunteers who go there and spend time with those kids and make a difference in their lives. 

 hmm... time to sleep for now, will continue it some other time. have to go to office tmoro... well still lot to write specially how I parted one of my Best friends.. my Bro.. my mentor.....

byeeee.... 

Childhood never waits. Your tired after all the work in office. Your kid comes to you with that innocent smile asking for you. Please dont shoo them away , becasue childhood never waits as told By: Kathy Phillips

Childhood Doesn't Wait
I was sitting on a bench
while in a nearby mall,
When I noticed a young mother
with two children who were small.

The youngest one was whining,
"Pick me up," I heard him beg
but the mother's face grew angry
as the child clung to her leg.

"Don't hang on to me," she shouted
as she pushed his hands away,
I wish I'd had the courage
to go up to her and say...

"The time will come too quickly
when those little arms that tug,
Won't ask for you to hold them
or won't freely give a hug.

"The day will sneak up subtly
just as it did with me,
When you can't recall the last time
that your child sat on your knee.

"Like those sacred, pre-dawn feedings
when we cherished time alone
Our babies grow and leave behind
those special times we've known.

"So when your child comes to you
with a book that you can share,
Or asks that you would tuck him in
and help him say his prayer...

"When he comes to sit and chat
or would like to take a walk,
Before you answer that you can't
`cause there's no time to talk"
Remember what all parents learn
so many times too late,
That years go by too quickly
and that childhood doesn't wait.

"Take every opportunity,
if one should slip away
Reach hard to get it back again,
don't wait another day."
I watched that mother walk away
her children followed near,
I hope she'll pick them up
before her chances disappear

I'm missing her soooooo much, i wanna talk to her but I can't.
 

thanks to all who raised a hand towards me to help me  through this crisis period... i'm slowly gettin out of it and can see the light of Hope ...

thanks to all once again...

Also I feel like this place has become a home for me with all the members as my family..

thanks for being there for me..

yesterday i was weak..but today m feeling much better.. trying to fight withmy thoughts.. though nouthing constructive have come out yet but still trying my best to figure out a solution...

i want to break free to day ..

how to pass the time in such a situation... m totally broken ... i laugh but frm inside m crying... feel like calling my parents to seek their support or some solution to my problem but  i know they will only get tense nd wont be able to help me out of this....

 i'm waiting for so long that one day will come and everything will be fine... but all in vain.. i get so much frusty and finally i drop my hands, a situation comes when i'm unable to even think of anything...  

whenever i try to find a solution to my problem my thought process stops there only before even i start to think...

i've become to weak... so sluggish... i dont feel like doing anything.. i've lost all my motivation to survive..

even if i gather some  that too i lose in just a few moments...

i feeel like crying now .. rather since morning i feel like crying but m unable to do so.... then i think of my parents .. if ever they come to know abt my state, they'll be broken too.. and i dont want them to suffer coz of me... they have already done soo much for me and its my time to be upto their expectations but my fate doesnt want me to do that...

i think the people who are careless who doesnt care abt anything but themselves are the one who succeed and are happy now.. unlike me who is always cribbing..

now a situation has come i've got fed up of cribbing... fed up of being so irritating .. always ina frustrated mood...  

i wanna cry .. but im unable to .. tears come but they dry as soon as they are at verge of fallin frm my eyes..

i wanna cry ..

i wanna cry.... 

Good one... 

 The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.

It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.

I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you.

And I never dreamed that I knew somebody like you.

No, I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)

No, I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)

With you. With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)

What a wicked game you play, to make me feel this way.

What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.

What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.

What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and,

I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)

No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)

With you.

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.

It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.

I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you.

And I never dreamed that I'd loose somebody like you no,

No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)

No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)

With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)

With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)

No, I... (This world is only gonna break your heart)

(This world is only gonna break your heart)

Nobody loves no one.

A young S/W Engineer and his Project Manager board a train headed through the mountains on its way to Wichita. They can find no place to sit except for two seats right across the aisle from a young woman and her grandmother. After a while, it is obvious that the young woman and the young programmer are interested in each other, because they are giving each other looks. Soon the train passes into a tunnel and it is pitch black. There is a sound of a kiss followed by the sound of a slap.

When the train emerges from the tunnel, the four sit there without saying a word. The grandmother is thinking to herself, "It was very brash for that young man to kiss my granddaughter, but I'm glad she slapped him."

The Project manager is sitting there thinking, "I didn't know the young tech was brave enough to kiss the girl, but I sure wish she hadn't missed him when she slapped me!"

The young woman was sitting and thinking, "I'm glad the guy kissed me, but I wish my grandmother had not slapped him!"

The young programmer sat there with a satisfied smile on his face. He thought to himself, "Life is good. How often does a guy have the chance to kiss a beautiful girl and slap his Project manager all at the same time!"

BE A Smart S/W Engineer!!    

The story below is a really koool one.. i  got it in a fwd mail..

It was the day of my son's XII results and I was so
tensed. I sat beside him while he logged on the
website with his registration no. "Ma", he screamed in
excitement," I scored 1191, with centum in 4 subjects.
I cant believe it. " I kinda became numb in my
excitement. My eyes became wet. I kissed him on his
forehead and smiled.

Soon we realized that he stood first in the state. Oh,
my joy knew no bounds when Reporters and media persons
soon swamped my house for interviews and photos. I was
so honored to join him in the snaps.

I wanted to call my "wrong-number-friend to tell him
the news......I was so excited. He was someone whom I
have known for more than 20 years.

I still do not remember when we became friends, but
certainly cannot forget the first day he called me
when I blasted him for giving me so many wrong
calls.....after that he had called up a week later
asking apology, for he had now got the right no of his
friend whom he wanted to talk to .We spoke for an hour
that day...even without knowing each other's names.
Though he kept pestering me to reveal my name I never
did and so he kept a name...Sweety. I used to get so
shy whenever he called me 'Sweety'. I was doing first
year of BSc. Maths then, and he was a Computer
Engineering student.


>From then he used to call me very often . We almost
discussed everything ..


By the final year of my college, we probably we were
in love, but I had been cautious. I was in a dilemma
whether to tell him. But what if he was of a different
religion? Do I have the courage to talk to my parents
about it? ........all these questions ran through my
mind.


I decided I'll not talk to him thereafter. When he
called next time I lied to him I that I was going to
Delhi for my post graduation. He gave me his office
number and asked me to ring him up once I reach there.
I never called .......

A couple of months later my marriage got fixed with a
guy of my parent's choice. I was not happy but I did
not complain; rather accepted it as an obedient
daughter. At times I felt I missed my wrong- number-
friend.......

My hubby was a moody person; I have hardly spent any
good time with him- but he was genuine indeed and
never bothered my personal space. After 2 years we had
a boy...Yet,I was not very happy with my married
life...One day I happened to browse through my diary
and found I still had my old friend's office phone no
that he had given me. I dialed it and spoke with him.
He said he was married and got a kid too. I was happy
for him though in the bottom of the heart I felt bad
that I could not marry him.

>From then I used to occasionally call him on that
number. I never gave him mine as I felt that would put
me in trouble... And till today I almost shared
everything with him including my relationship with my
hubby.....today I was so happy and I wanted to call
him.


Just then I got a call. "Your husband met with an
accident and died on the spot"


I banged the phone down. I broke. I did not call my
friend.....I somehow started feeling guilty. I have
never tried to talk to him properly when he was alive
or moved close with him.... I felt I had been a bad
wife........


A couple of years passed and one day my son brought
home a Bengali girl and said they wanted to get
married. I got them married as I did not want my son
to go through what I did.


I decided to give my son his father's room and started
clearing it. There was a phone book. I gently opened
it to find, " Wrong no Sweety -26579785"


God always puts the right numbers together. Its we who
interpret it wrong!!!
thats why all say,love is blind:-)  

Happy mothers day mama..

 .. i love you and i miss u so much.. m far away from u but i really miss u soooooooooo much.........

 wanna come bak home and fall into ur lap and feel the warmth of ur love .... how much u care ...

love u maa.... 

i wish i was with u this day...