does this touch you?

While life is a journey in itself with many different 'stop's that come in between (by stop i mean people we meet, our achievements and failures) before you reach the destination.... sometimes i feel that some 'stop's themselves become life!!!

this what i thought after i read this story..... while every small thing can teach everything, you can as well learn nothing from big things... what say??

won't bore u more... jus go thru the story pasted below... and does that touch you???!?!?

The Perfume...

As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day ofthe school, she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers shelooked at her students and said she loved them all the same. Howeverthat was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in theseat was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.

Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that hedid not play well with the other children, that his clothes weremessy, and that he constantly needed a bath. In addition, Teddycould be unpleasant.

It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delightin marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and thenputting a big "F" at the top of his papers. At the school where Mrs.Thompson taught, she was required to review each student past recordsand she put Teddy's off until the last. However when she reviewed hisfile, she was in for a surprise.

Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is a bright child with aready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners. He is ajoy to be around."

His second grade teacher wrote Teddy is an excellent student, wellliked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has aterminal illness and life at home must be a struggle."

His third grade teacher wrote, "Teddy's mother's death has been hardon him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show muchinterest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps are nottaken."

His fourth grade teacher wrote, "Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't showmuch interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and hesometimes sleeps in class."

By now Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself.She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents,wrapped beautifully in bright ribbons and paper, except for Teddy's,whose present was clumsy and wrapped in heavy brown paper, the hewould have got from a grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to openit in the middle of the other presents.

Some of the children started to laugh when she found the rhinestonebracelet with some of the stones missing and a bottle of perfume thatwas only one quarter full. But she stifled the children's laughterwhen she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, anddabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed onafter school that day just long to say, " Mrs. Thompson, today yousmelled just like my mom used to." After the children left, she criedfor at long time

On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing, and arithmetic.Instead she began to teach children. Mrs. Thompson paid particularattention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to comealive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By theend of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children inclass. And, despite her lie that she loved all the children the same,Teddy became one of her "pets".

A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, tellingher that she was still the best teacher he had ever had in his life.

Six years went by before she got another letter from Teddy. He thenwrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and shewas still the best teacher he ever had in is whole life.

Four years after that she received another note saying that whilethings had been tough at times, he still stayed in school, had stuckwith it, and would soon graduate with the highest honors. He assuredMrs. Thompson that she was still the best and most favorite teacherhe ever had in his whole life.

Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time heexplained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go alittle further. The letter explained that she was still the best andmost favourite teacher he ever had in his whole life. But now thename was little longer ... the letter was signed, Theodore F.Stoddard, MD.

The story does not end here. There was yet another letter thatspring. Teddy said the he met this girl who was going to marry.

He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and hewas wondering if Mrs. Thompson would agree to sit at the wedding inthe place that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom.

Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what, she wore that bracelet- the one with several rhinestones missing. Moreover, she alsoremembered to wear the perfume that Teddy's mother wore on the lastChristmas they spent together.

They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson'sear, "Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so muchfor making me feel important and showing me that I could make adifference."

Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back, "Teddy, youhave it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make adifference. I didn't know how to teach till I met you."

You could have a Teddy standing in front of you and yet not realize it . . .

Warm someone's heart today. Just try to make a difference in someone's lifetoday, tomorrow.. Just do it. Random acts of kindness I think they call it . .

KBC 2

Hi Frnz,
6 * 100 * 10 * 20 * 20 = 240000024 lakhs in 20minutes..cue is KBC 2!Any guesses ??6(Rs/SMS) * 100(entries) * 10( cities ) * 20 (districts ) * 20(states ) =6 * 400000(people trying for the 2 lakhs cash price )Imagine what if 1000 entries try out from 100 cities ??The figure simply grows by 2 more zeores and yields a whooping 24Crores!!And it does not stops there... 1000 entries from 100 towns is a very smallnumber .. in practice it could be another multiple of 100 or worst case amultiple of 1000 on an average..In that case it is 24 * 100 crores earnings in just 20 minutes on everyepisode!And the price money :-)) mere 2 CRORE ( and from whose pocket;-) )Smart Buisness by Sidharth Basu!And the best part of this calculation is just the SMS earning!What about the Ad money ??A rough annual profit calculation goes like this..2400 * (5 * 4)(episodes/month) * 12= 576000 croresLet even 50% get dissolved in taxes and other payments, still you will beleft with ( which includes even the meagre 480 crores of pricemoney..i.e.,if every episode bags 2 crore prize!! )2,88,000 Crores profit ( only from SMS !!!! )

musing ......

"The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it."

- W.M.Lewis

got it wrong mister!

On walking into the factory, the MD noticed a young guy leaning against thewall, doing nothing.

He approached the young man and calmly said to him,How much do you earn?"
The young man was quite amazed that he was asked such a personal question,he replied, none the less, "I earn $ 2 000.00 a month, Sir. Why?"

Without answering, the MD took out his wallet and removed $ 6000.00 cashAnd gave it to the young man and said, "Around here I pay people forworking, not for standing around looking pretty! Here is 3months'salary,now GET OUT and don't come back".
Noticing a Few onlookers, the MD said in a very upset manner, "And thatapplies for everybody in this company".
He approached one of the onlookersand asked him, "Who 's the young man that I just fired ?"

To which an amazing reply came of,

"He was the pizza delivery man, Sir!"

thought again

"Problems are not stop signs, they are guidelines." ~Robert Schuller

so true!

but can we always???

Essential arts

The art of navigating the road of life is not to be a victim of what happens to you; but rather to be an architect of the road and making things happen.

The art of problem-solving lies in your attitude and approach to the problem; think positively, often the problem lies in how we look at things.

The art of positive thinking is to have a positive image of yourself not by proclaiming your goodness in words but proclaim your goodness in deeds.

The art of being you-nique is not in how you appear but rather in letting what you do and how you do it be a reflection of what you are.You are the only "you" that there is; no one can think with your mind, speak with your voice and smile with your face, cry with your tears or act with your body but you. So be the best "you" that you can be.As you choose good, decent and pleasant people to associate with, make yourself deserving of those associations. (Would you befriend "you" if you were someone else?)

The art of speaking is not in the volume of words or sound but rather in the wisdom of the content. (Do not say all that you think and think carefully of what you say).

The art of criticism lies not in succeeding to find faults, but in finding a means whereby the fault is realized and corrected.

The art of disagreement is not in being hostile and adamant but in being able to disagree without being disagreeable.

The art of joyfulness is not only being happy yourself but in increasing that joy by bringing happiness to the lives of others.

The art of inspiring is to uplift others by suggestion and demonstration rather than by injunction and dictation.

The art of social living is not to appear better than others but in bringing out the best in yourself and facilitate bringing out the best of others.

The art of solitude is not only in occupying yourself when you are alone but in enjoying the company of the one you are alone with.

The art of personality is to commit yourself to being of benefit to the world and occupy yourself with so much striving to improve yourself that you have less time to criticize others.

Lovely Poem

A bell is no bell 'til you ring it,A song is no song 'til you sing it,
And love in your heartWasn't put there to stay -
Love isn't love'Til you give it away.


- Oscar Hammerstein

thought crossed my mind 1

How true

When the time comes for you to give your heart to someone make sure that u select someone who will never break your heart coz broken hearts have no spare parts.

But how can you guarantee that?

terrible news

My results are finally coming out and i have a feeling they aren't going to be that great!
it is ofcourse, better not mentioned that the results have been comng out since last monday, however, i don't know, i am again not sure, they may be out tomorrow or on monday.
worse, i am probably going to mumbai the next friday, and with bad results the scene at home will not be so great!!
here's hopng for the best!

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a thought!!

People are always blaming their circumstances for what they are.
I don't believe in circumstances.
The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and, if they can't find them, make them.


GEORGE BERNARD SHAW
1893

9:49 PM 9/12/05

so here i sit down to write something. what exactly i am not too sure, after all there must be something i want to write, no, actually it is not a 'must' but a 'have'. all of a sudden i feel as if i have to write something, anything. i am listening one of my favorite numbers from a bangla band FOSSILS, called Hasnuhanah. it is an amazing song, and when i had heard it the first time, which was a long time ago, i was touched by the essential truth that i found hidden in those lines. but today when i have the enitire CD and have heard all the songs i must confess i have quite a few favorites. but somehow it is strange that when i had searched for it high and low, i had failed to locate it, and now that i least expected it, here it lies in my hand.is this then destiny?ahh!sometimes i wonder, really wonder why certain things happen at specific times, are they thus destined to happen or is there something else. may be i always think too much. i am not a huge rock fan yet, i happen to meet the guy who is crazy about such music and from there came the first CD which was the band's second release, and now all of a sudden having left a mere message at the band's website, i end up meeting a fossils fan who gives me their first release. i cannot finish counting how many times i have already heard this CD ever since i lay hands upon it last fri. i simply love this stuff. it is almost addictive. after all to my own astonishment, i have been playing it every morning before leaving for my institute, and rocking away when i return. i have to consciously stop myself from turning my PC on and start palying this CD. it is such an addiction!strangely, i have their second CD yet i do not play it that often and nor did i when it was the only one i owned. but yes initially i did paly it a lot during my exam breaks and rocked on in breaks. but this is completely unprecedented, i just do not like listening to any other music at all.well that write up got a nice direction. but now i am lost again.these days i get confused, i am writing in the outlook express although this hardly a mail, when i was thinking whom to write to, i drew a blank. first i thought of D and then Rick, but i decided one wouldn't answer and was a lost case in appreciating good letters and the other, i am assuming is very busy and hence not to be disturbed.i sent three letters today.1. to sam apologizing, and asking her to let our friendship have another chance. also a birthday wish.2. to raghu, a much awaited letter, one that was supposed to be posted a week back, lazy me!3. to tanisha, after i received a fantastic surprise, two very sweet cards.
so now whom to write and what to write..a bit of lyrics...." i had so much to tell you,but now it seems everything is overand there is nothing more left to tell you."Nice!!

HELLO ALL

It has been a long time since i have writtten in, and over the last few days life has been full of turmoil, as if it isn't always!!
i watched a very nice and thought provoking movie IQBAL. and also had a back to back Harry Potter three movie marathon. it was great, more on that later...
till next time.. keep smiling!!

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY

Scientists at the Rocket launching station in Thumba, were in the habit of working for nearly 12 to 18 hours a day. There were about Seventy such scientists working on a project. All the scientists were really frustrated due to the pressure of work and the demands of their boss but everyone was loyal to him and did not think of quitting the job. One day, one scientist came to his boss and told him - Sir, I have promised to my children that I will take them to the exhibition going on in our township. So I want to leave the office at 5 30 pm. His boss replied - O K, , You are permitted to leave the office early today. The Scientist started working. He continued his work after lunch. As usual he got involved to such an extent that he looked at his watch when he felt he was close to completion.The time was 8.30 p.m Suddenly he remembered of the promise he had given to his children. He looked for his boss,,He was not there. Having told him in the morning itself, he closed everything and left for home.Deep within himself, he was feeling guilty for having disappointed his children.He reached home. Children were not there.His wife alone was sitting in the hall and reading magazines. The situation was explosive, any talk would boomerang on him. His wife asked him - Would you like to have coffee or shall I straight away serve dinner if you are hungry. The man replied - If you would like to have coffee, i too will have but what about Children???Wife replied- You don't know - Your manager came at 5 15 p.m and has taken the children to the exhibition. What had really happened was The boss who granted him permission was observing him working seriously at 5.00 p.m. He thought to himself, this person will not leave the work, but if he has promised his children they should enjoy the visit to exhibition. So he took the lead in taking them to exhibitionThe boss does not have to do it everytime. But once it is done, loyalty is established. That is why all the scientists at Thumba continued to work under their boss eventhough the stress was tremendous. By the way , can you hazard a guess as to who the boss was???????? He was A P J Abdul Kalam.

4:18 PM 9/3/05

starting off this post with a 'hats off' to all those who choose and make a difference to pople's lives.i have been very lucky to have met xtremely cool and very very interesting people in my life. the trend continues after a bit of gap. here is wondering how and why i have been this lucky.i met Raghu, a hyderabadian, who has an amazing outlook towards life. it is the most obvious and logical way to deal with life and there has been a number of times when i have told myself to believe in it. yet, it has always been too difficult a way to lead life. but here was someone who not just said it but did it. actions do speak louder than words. i am not in a position to make a judgement call on whether he is happy, but yes at this point in life, not expecting anything from life seems a fairly good attitude to have.Raghu is a kind of a philosopher so to speak, yet not like philosophers in so many other ways. what he says may seem like a harsh path to follow, too difficult to tread, but if you can, there's nothing like it.he has been rather sweet, i liked his gesture.flowers, so temporary yet so brilliant, they bloom and spread color and fragrance, and melt away.may be our life is just like that.
another special person, needs to be mentioned, AB (fossils fan), so simple yet so confident. sometimes it makes me wonder whether, all that i cling to is not just a mere mirage of what this life should be, may be i am following the worng star, or may be it is a shooting star, that will only burn away, so shall i burn away.enough on my thoughts, here's a bit about the fossils fan, he is very talented, atleast i think he has a good voice to sing, he really ought to sing in a band if not solo, his voice sounds so amazing even without any instruments, that i have a feeling i would have been quite blown off my feet had i heard him sing.by the way, fossils is a bangla band, it plays a mix of blues, rock etc, with vernacular lyrics. i rather like them myself, happened to leave a message on their website guest book and from there i met AB. as i say what a Rocking coincidence, no. WHAT A ROCKING SERENDIPITY!!!!!
a lil news, Mr.D has been in touch wid me, head or tail of the story?? none, its a loop, a vicious one.He has broken up with his Pseudo -gf. as if i care!
I had a talk with Rick, after a long long time, as usual i wll repeat myself, there ought to be more people like him. and he thinks i shouldn't go encouraging MR. D to mope about life and love. well i guess i am already on the right track. i can't remember whose words have had such a profound and long lasting effect on me, apart from Rick's. I wonder, is it the Libran trait, or the mere association i feel with him, or may be he is right he has been where i am and so taking que from his experience is a smart thing to do.
Fossils ROCKS!and thanks, AB for the MUSIC!!
BEST OF LUCK to Rick !! See u down South!! ;-)