Diary of S Rhttp://theheman.rediffiland.com/Diary of S Ren-usA lions storyIn a poor zoo of India, a lion was frustrated as he was offered not more than 1 kg of meat a day. The lion thought its prayers were answered, when one day a Dubai Zoo Manager visited the zoo and requested the zoo management to shift the lion to Dubai Zoo. The lion was so happy and started thinking of a central A/c environment, a goat or two every day.

On its first day after arrival, the lion was offered a big bag, sealed very nicely for breakfast. The lion opened it quickly but was shocked to see that it contained few bananas. The lion thought that may be they cared too much for him as they were worried about his stomach ashe had recently shifted from India.

The next day the same thing happened. On the third day again the same food bag of bananas was delivered.

The lion was so furious; it stopped the delivery boy and blasted at him, 'Don't you know I am the lion...king of the Jungle..., what's wrong with your management?, what nonsense is this?, why are youdelivering bananas to me?' The delivery boy politely said, 'Sir, I know you are the king of the jungle. .. but... you have been brought here on a monkey's visa !!! '

Moral of the Story....

"BETTER TO BE A LION IN INDIA THAN A MONKEY ELSEWHERE"


]]>Tue, 05 Jun 2007 12:13:34 +0530http://theheman.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/06/05/A-lions.htmlHOLIDAYS R BACK !!!!!!!! The best of life is holidays & everyone will agree to that so cheers everyone I m off from my schedule & right in to the most happening place on earth "DUBAI" i guess to all those Ilanders here who r in dubai i wish them to say hello & congratulate them for living in this wonderful land called dubai.......I visited so many places like Shaikh Zayed Rd, Marina & got to seee such wonderful buildings all around me so let me enjoy till then bye.......


]]>Tue, 05 Jun 2007 11:10:46 +0530http://theheman.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/06/05/HOLIDAYS-R-BACK.htmlKyun zindagi ne tumsein milaya hamein?Kyun zindagi ne tumsein milaya hamein?
Kyun phir yun juda huyein hum?
Kyun tumko dil itna chahata hai?
Kyun phir tumsein milne ko tredpe hain maan?

Kyun her insaan mein tumhein main talashati?
Kyun her waqt yeh annkhein tumhein dekhana chahtin?
Kyun her awaaz per main chaunk uthatin?
Kyun her khusboo mein tumhein khojati?

Kyun zindagi se kutch maang nahin saktien?
Tumko kabhi appna keh nahin saktien?
Kya iske baad bhi jeena aasan hoga?
Kya aabb hum mar bhi nahin saktien?

Kyun dil ki yeh majburi hain?
Kyun kahani meri itni adhuri hain?
Kyun sapney aaiise dekhein maine?
Kyun zindagi mein yeh ansoo hotein hain?


]]>Tue, 05 Jun 2007 10:36:27 +0530http://theheman.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/06/05/Kyun-zindagi-ne-tumsein-milaya.htmlHistoryHere is a funny joke about an Indian boy on his first day at school in the USA. It was the first day of school and a new student named Chandrasekhar Subramanian entered the fourth grade.

The teacher said, "Let's begin by reviewing some American History.

Who said "Give me Liberty, or give me Death"?

She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Chandrasekhar, who had his hand up: "Patrick Henry, 1775" she said. "Very good!"

Who said "Government of the People, by the People, for the People, shall not perish from the Earth?"

Again, no response except from Chandrasekhar. "Abraham Lincoln, 1863" said Chandrasekhar.

The teacher snapped at the class, "Class, you should be ashamed. Chandrasekhar, who is new to our country, knows more! about its history than you do." She heard a loud whisper: "F**k the Indians," "Who said that?" she demanded.

Chandrasekhar put his hand up. "General Custer, 1862."

At that point, a student in the back said, "I'm gonna puke."

The teacher glares around and asks "All right! Now, who said that?"

Again, Chandrasekhar says, "George Bush to the Japanese Prime Minister, 1991."

Now furious, another student yells, "Oh yeah? S*ck this!"

Chandrasekhar jumps out of his chair waving his hand and shouts to the teacher, "Bill Clinton, to Monica Lewinsky, 1997!"

Now with almost a mob hysteria someone said "You little shit. If you say anything else, I'll kill you."

Chandrasekhar frantically yells at the top of his voice, "Gary Condit to Chandra Levy, 2001."

The teacher fainted. And as the class gathered around the teacher on the floor, someone said, "Oh shit, we're f**ked!" And Chandrasekhar said quietly, "George Bush, Iraq, 2005......

]]>Tue, 01 May 2007 11:46:06 +0530http://theheman.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/05/01/History.htmlInnocent chilldhoodA little boy wanted Rs.50 very badly and prayed for weeks, but nothing
happened. Finally he decided to write God a letter requesting the
Rs.50.
When the postal authorities received the letter addressed to God,
INDIA,
they decided to forward it to the President of India as a joke.

The President was so amused, that he instructed his secretary to send
the little boy Rs.20. The President thought this would appear to be a
lot of money to a little boy, and he did not want to spoil the kid. The
little boy was delighted with Rs.20, and decided to write a thank you
note to God, which read:

"Dear God: Thank you very much for sending the money.
However, I noticed that you sent it through the Rashtrapati Bhavan
in New Delhi, and those donkeys deducted Rs.30 in taxes ....

]]>Mon, 30 Apr 2007 18:26:35 +0530http://theheman.rediffiland.com/blogs/2007/04/30/Innocent.htmlIrony of a fifth grader...What is life???? yeah its a difficult question but guess i have seen people commenting lots but i beg ur pardon i m a fifth grader for me life starts at 6.00 am when i dreaming of eating icecreams (vanilla flavour) yet forced to wake up to go to a place i hate normally in the mornings called "SCHOOL" so .... morning is messed up till my school bus comes & then we have gollu our bus conductor ...reena my best friend, motu ,rohan etc etc ...
School is place till now where i can escape from home though maths is very boring,,, I love english & history .. My parents wants me 2 be adoctor dont want 2 become one bcoz i hate blood.... evenings r mostly occupied by tennis classes coz my parents feel m the next sania mirza on the block sometimes get oppurtunity 2 play the guitar .... i love james blunt ....by the time it 8'o'clock tons of homework..................then dinner & sleep sometimes its Tom & jerry should be lucky for that ...................I envy elders coz they r independent can do whatever they feel like............i mean still could not figure out how a doctor can be a sania mirza at the same time finish homework be a good child , a good student &&&& whatever so This is life.......................
ohhhhh gotta finish my homework............................

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