funwithbalu: 2012

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Inspiring corn story

The Corn Story

There was a farmer who grew superior quality and award-winning CORN. Each year he entered his CORN in the state fair where it won honour and prizes.

Once a newspaper reporter interviewed him and learnt something interesting about how he grew it. The reporter discovered that the farmer shared his seed corn with his neighbours'.
'How can you afford to share your best seed corn with your neighbours when they are entering corn in competition with yours each year?' the reporter asked.

'Why sir, 'said the farmer, 'didn't you know? The wind picks up pollen from the ripening corn and swirls it from field to field. If my neighbours grow inferior, sub-standard and poor quality corn, cross-pollination will steadily degrade the quality of my corn. If I am to grow good corn, I must help my neighbours grow good corn.'

The farmer gave a superb insight into the connectedness of life. His corn cannot improve unless his neighbour's corn also improves. So it is in the other dimensions! Those who choose to be at harmony must help their neighbours and colleagues to be at peace. Those who choose to live well must help others to live well.

Success does not happen in isolation. It is very often a participative and collective process.

If you have an apple and I have an apple and we exchange apples, then you and I will still each have one apple. But if you have an idea and I have an idea and we exchange these ideas, then each of us will have two ideas

Self Appraisal

APPRAISAL

A little boy went to a telephone booth which was at the cash counter of a

store and dialed a number.

The store-owner observed and listened to the conversation:

Boy : "Lady, Can you give me the job of cutting your lawn?

Woman : (at the other end of the phone line) "I already have someone to cut

my lawn."

Boy : "Lady, I will cut your lawn for half the price than the person who

cuts your lawn now."

Woman : I'm very satisfied with the person who is presently cutting my lawn.

Boy : (with more perseverance) "Lady, I'll even sweep the floor and the

stairs of your house for free.

Woman : No, thank you.

With a smile on his face, the little boy replaced the receiver. The

store-owner, who was listening to all this, walked over to the boy.

Store Owner : "Son... I like your attitude; I like that positive spirit and

would like to offer you a job."

Boy : "No thanks,

Store Owner : But you were really pleading for one.

Boy : No Sir, I was just checking my performance at the job I already have.

I am the one who is working for that lady I was talking to!"

This is called

"Self Appraisal"

The difference between dream and aim,

Dream requires Soundless sleep to see

Whereas Aim Requires Sleepless Efforts to Achieve...

"It's not the years in your life that count's, it's the life in your

years..."

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Take your Laughing dose for the Day :-)

Dad to Tintumon: When I beat you how did you control your anger?
Tintumon: I start cleaning the toilet.
Dad: How does that satisfy you?
Tintumon: I clean it with your tooth brush.

Dad: Do u know how 2 swim?
Tintumon: No.
Dad: A dog is better than u! It can swim.
Tintumon: So do u know how 2 swim?
Dad: For sure!
Tintumon: Then, what's the difference between u and a dog?

Tintumon called FM radio & said
"I've found a purse with Rs.15000/- a credit card & an ID card of Mr.Mani, No.13,Halls rd,kannur….
Radio jocky : How honest ….so you want to return his purse…?
Tintumon : no……. i just wanted to dedicate a sad song for him…

Father and tintumon were standing in front of the tiger's cage at the zoo.
The father was explaining how ferocious and strong tigers are, and tintumon was taking it all in with a serious expression.
"Dad," tinumon said finally, "if the tiger got out of his cage and ate you up …"
"Yes, son?" the father said expectantly.
"What bus should I take home?" Tintumon finished.

Tintumon was asked to write a sign board for the traffic near the school.
He wrote"Drive carefully! Don't kill the students, wait for the teachers"

Prof.: Chemical symbol of Barium?
Tintumon:BA
Prof.: For Sodium?
Tintumon:NA
Prof.: What will we get if 1 atom of Barium & 2 atoms of Sodium combines?
Tintumon:"BANANA"

The principal was annoyed by the noise during the assembly program.
"There seem to be several idiots in the auditorium this morning,Wouldn't it be better to hear one at a time?"
Tintumon shouted, "Okay – you start."

Teacher: Imagine u r a millionaire. Write ur life history.
Tintumon didn't write.
Teacher: why are you not writing?
Tintumon : I'm waiting 4 my secretary 2 take notes….

PASSIVE VOICE
teacher: Write the passive voice of " I made a mistake"
Tintumon: " I was made by a mistake"

PROFESSOR
A professor to tintumon: "what is attention deficit hyperactive disorder?"
Tintumon: "JIMBALAKDI PAMBA"
professor: "I don't understand anything"
Tintumon: "same 2 you"

PTA Meeting
Tintumon: Dad, there is a small PTA meeting at school tomorrow…..
Dad: Wat do u mean by a small PTA meeting ?
Tintumon: its… just u, me & the Principal !

Techy Tintumon
Teacher: Write a C program to prevent TITANIC from sinking..
Tintumon:Declare the variable TITANIC as float…!

Don't laugh alone, forward this mail to your friends and let them take their Laughing dose for the Day :-)

mmm yeap girls don't listen to anything

Monday, May 7, 2012

A Story of Gratitude and Generosity . . . .

Once upon a time there was a slave named Omar. He had been brought before the king with one hundred other slaves.

From the moment the king laid eyes upon Omar, he knew that he was someone special. The beauty of Omar's aura enchanted the king so much that he instantly made him his assistant. It was not long before Omar gained the trust and confidence of the king, who put him in charge of his treasury, where all of his precious gold and jewels were kept. Many of the king's men became envious of Omar's new position. They could not understand why he should rise from a slave to keeper of the king's treasure.

Soon their envy grew into spite. They began to tell stories in order to bring Omar into the king's disfavor. One of the stories was that Omar woke up before everyone else in the palace and went into the room where the king's jewels were kept-and that he was stealing the jewels little by little every day. When one of the king's men told him what was being said, the king responded, "No, I cannot believe such a thing! You'll have to show me."Therefore they brought the king to watch in secret as Omar entered the treasury room. The king saw Omar open the safe. But what did he take out of it? It was not the king's jewels, but his old ragged clothes that he had worn as a slave. He kissed them, pressed them to his face, and laid them on the table. Incense was burning and the king could see that Omar was doing something important to him. Omar put on his old clothes, looked at himself in the mirror and said, "Look, Omar. See what you were before. Know that it was not your worthiness that brought you to this position, but the king's generosity and goodness in overlooking your faults. So guard this duty as your most sacred trust, in appreciation of his generosity and kindness. Most important, never forget your first day-the day when you came to this town. For it is the remembrance of this day that will keep you grateful."

Omar then took off his old slave clothes and put them back into the safe. Then he put back on his princely robe. As he headed for the door, he noticed the king standing in the doorway. The king looked at Omar with eyes full of tears and said, "People told me that you had stolen jewels from my treasure room, but I have found that you have stolen only my heart. Ornar, you have taught me a valuable lesson. It is a lesson we all must learn, whatever our position in life may be. We must always be grateful, even for the hardships we have known. Then the king looked into Omar's eyes and said, "Ornar, I may be the king, but it is you who have the royal heart.