Some interesting facts...

All the genetic material in the sperm and egg cells that produced the Earth’s present population could fit into a space the size of an aspirin.

A snake has 2 penises, which may come in handy, since they mate for at least 24 hours at a time. (yea yeah...i know wot u r thinkin...)

The Boeing 767 aircraft is a collection of 3.1 million parts from 800 different suppliers around the world: fuselage parts from Japan, center wing section from Southern California, and flaps from Italy.

The first contraceptive diaphragms, used centuries ago, were citrus rinds.

Emerson Moser, once Crayola senior crayon maker, revealed upon his retirement that he was blue-green colorblind and couldn’t see all the Crayon colors. He molded more than 1.4 billion crayons in his 37-year career.

Ants stretch when they wake up. They also appear to yawn in a very human manner before taking up the tasks of the day. (aaaaaaahahahahahahhaha...ooh my god...!!! aaaahahahaaa)

Only 16 Concordes were ever made, the last in 1980. On New Year’s Eve 1994, one Concorde plane carried wealthy revelers on a 32-hour trip to nowhere. These travelers, who paid $23,000 apiece for the trip, rang in the New Year twice because they crossed the International Date Line.


The average person who stops smoking requires 1 hour less sleep a night.

Only female bees work. Males remain in the hive, their only mission in life being to fertilize the queen bee on her maiden flight. After they have served their function, the males are not allowed back into the hive but are left outside, where they starve to death. (now thats rude..!!!)

The male sea lion may have more than 100 wives, which is more than many Mormons. (damn it....and we r struggling to gt a single girlfriend???)

Undertakers report that human bodies do not deteriorate as quickly as they used to. The reason, they believe, is that the modern diet contains so many preservatives that these chemicals tend to prevent the body from decomposing too rapidly after death. (now thats weird...)

If you are suffering from ozostomia, you are suffering from halitosis, or bad breath.(i brush regularly...)

Sure, Leonardo da Vinci painted the Mona Lisa, but even more important, he invented the scissors.

100$

A good branded watch (a long time dream)…an amount equivalent to a part of a monthly savings back in INDIA…repaying someone’s kindness….which one of these should I choose is what was going thru my mind that day when I left my first accommodation in US to go ahead with one near to my office…and I chose the last option. Cause for me, a friendly face, a welcome note and a homely attitude meant a lot more than 100$. I was the one who backed out and told that I won’t be able to stay there as my office was far and he was the one who supported me in my decision. So did it really matter to me that I made him accept 100$ for staying there just for 4 days when the actual amount was even less than 50$, NO. He was completely denying taking anything but I dint want to be known as someone who came, lived and just walked away breaking his word. I don’t live by what other’s think…but I don’t even like someone pointing a finger at me. And at that point of time I believed my word valued much more than a 100$ note. At least for those 4 days I lived as if I was in my own house…and that is what made the difference…and am happy about it.

thats wen u realise...

पहली बार इस बात का एहसास हुआ....के अकेलापन क्या होता है... When u land at Chicago O'Hare airport...and u r stranded for 1.5 hours....u have money but u dont know how to call a cab...and u know the cab u can call is too costly...thts wen u realise that u are alone....Wen u arrive at a stranger's place for accomodation...u talk to him just because u have to talk 2 cause people dont talk 2 strangers out here, thats wen u realise what it means to listen to someone who wanted to talk...when u have to cook and even though the mashed potato has a bit less salt and u still relish it, thats wen u realise the value of that "kal ka khaana" that u complained about back home...wen u have to prepare the breakfast,eat it, wear ur shoes and run to take the cab, thats wen u realise wot all ur mother did 2 make ur "good mornings" really good....wen u have to be careful for each and every step u take, thats wen u realise wot all ur father did to make u feel secure...wen u have to do everything urselves, thats wen u realise wot all ur brother did for u because u r stilla "kid brother" to him...wen u miss someone but u still cant talk 2 the person because there is no facility, u realise how important it is to kip in touch with our near and dear ones....wen its so cold that even ur tears are afraid of coming out,thats wen u realise the warmth of someone's hug...wen u shake a lot of hands but miss that loving touch,thats wen u realise the importance of a caring hand....
Life is strange...not all lessons are taught in school books...some are learnt as we grow up. We forget the value of many things as we grow up...there are many things that i have mentioned here...many things that are priceless...invaluable...i understood the value of most of them...and have understood the value of many in just 3 days in US...i dont know whom to thank for the lesson...but ITS HIGH TIME WE REALISED...

I was a fan of this song for quite sometime....its been long that i heard this song, but the lyrics still bring out a smile on my face। So here it goes,

हम जो चले तुम भी चलो साथ
फिर क्या ख़बर की दिन हे की रात

हम जो चले तुम भी चलो साथ
फिर क्या ख़बर की दिन हे की रात

बस में y S रहेंगे जज़्बात
तुम जो सनम हमारे चलो साथ
हम जो चले...

सुर से सजी गीतों सी तेरी याद
तुझ बिन सनम भये न कोई बात
कैसे कहो अकेले चलूँ आज
तुम आओ सनम सुने हैं दिल के साज़

कैसी भी राहें हो कैसी डगर हो
कोई भी रास्ता हो कोई सफर हो
चलते रहें हम जो दूर हमसफ़र हो
हम जो चले...

दिन यह कहे भीतो हमारे पास
आओ इधर इशारा करे रात
हम को मगर चाहिए वही शाम
जिस पे सनम लिखा हो तेरा नाम

चांदनी रातें या घिरती सहर हो
चाहे दिन का वोह कोई पहर हो
चलते रहें हम जो दूर हमसफ़र हो

हम जो चले तुम भी चलो साथ
फिर क्या ख़बर की दिन हे की रात

बस में नहीं रहेंगे जज़्बात
तुम जो सनम हमारे चलो साथ

गलियों मई फिरता है बंजारा दिल ये
तुझ को ही दूंगेगा आवारा दिल ये
करता है जाने इशारे क्या दिल ये

गलियों मई फिरता है बंजारा दिल ये
तुझ को ही दूंगेगा आवारा दिल ये
करता है जाने इशारे क्या दिल ये

गलियों मई फिरता है बंजारा दिल ये
तुझ को ही दूंगेगा आवारा दिल ये
करता है जाने इशारा क्या दिल ये

गलियों मई फिरता है बंजारा दिल ये
तुझ को ही दूंगेगा आवारा दिल ये
करता है जाने इशारा क्या दिल ये

हम जो चले तोह तुम भी चलो साथ
...

क्या आप मेरे साथ हैं???

From 1947 till 2008 and god knows till when... its even difficult to put down all the dates...Mumbai blasts...Kashmiri pundits massacare...Godhra...yet another attack on Mumbai...and even as I write, some terrorist plot is being executed with perfection and ease. From the time I have taken interest in politics, in news, in current happenings...all I have seen is blame games. Shame on us that these cowardly terrorists are "brave" enough to take up the responsibility of an attack...whereas we are so used to leading a "tension free life" that we keep on shifting the load onto someone else's shoulders everytime something goes wrong. As we drop that choclate wrapper or waste piece of paper on a clean road, we never realize that it is the same "I" who doesnt hesitate to blame the government for not maintaining the road or the hoi polloi for not understanding the meaning of cleanliness. sadly enough, we still havent learnt to point that finger at ourselves....we give bribes to get our work done, but we point our fingers at the person taking bribe....we drive on the wrong lane...but point fingers at someone else driving in the wrong lane. The same ol dialogue,"yahaan ka system...hi hai kharaaab"...कौन है यार ये system?? और कितनों पर ऊँगली उठाएँगे?? कब यह मानेंगे के गलती हमारी है...उनकी नहीं...कब ये कहेंगे के ये देश हमसे है...और हमारा हर एक कदम इस देश को निखार सकता है या इसकी सुन्दरता को बिगाड़ सकता है!!! हाँ मैंने गलती की है....कभी जान बूझ कर, कभी अनजाने में....पर और नही...अब वक्त है उन गलतियों को सुधारने का...क्या आप मेरे साथ हैं,क्या आप देश के साथ हैं??? लिखने को तौ बहुत है, पर आज बस एक ही पंक्ति याद आती है...." कन्धों से मिलते हैं कंधे क़दमों से कदम मिलते हैं, हम चलते है जब ऐसे तौ दिल दुश्मन के हिलते हैं...."
जय हिंद

A few lines to share....

रिश्तों में सबसे प्यारा रिश्ता है दोस्ती ...और अगर तुझ जैसा दोस्त मिल जाए,
तौ दस जनम भी कुर्बान...
चाँद लव्ज़ इस रिश्ते के नाम....

SUCH A SWEET RELATIONSHIP WE SHARE.
FILLED WITH LOVE,
NURTURED WITH CARE;
TWO LIVES ENTWINED TOGETHER,
TWO HEARTS THAT BEAT FOR EACH OTHER;
SUCH A SWEET RELATIONSHIP WE SHARE.

THOUGH MILES APART
TWO SOULS SO CLOSE,
BOUND WITH A BOND AS FRAGRANT AS A ROSE;
BLESSED BY THE GODS
AND BY THOSE WHO CARE,
SUCH A SWEET RELATIONSHIP WE SHARE.

WE HAVE SHARED OUR HAPPINESS,
HAVE SHED TEARS TOGETHER;
WE HAVE MISSED EACH OTHER IS LONELINESS,
HAVE FACED LIFE TOGETHER;
TOGETHER WE HAVE SHARED MOMENTS SO RARE,
SUCH A SWEET RELATIONSHIP WE SHARE.

DESPITE OUR DIFFRENCES,
WE ARE THE BEST OF FRIENDS;
IN FRONT OF OUR LOVE,
EVERY RULE BENDS.
FRIENDSHIP AT ITS BEST AND A LOVE SO RARE,
SUCH A SWEET RELATIONSHIP WE SHARE…

Thts lyfe...

Its not in tranquility that I write these words,

Nor is it the humming bees or d singing birds.

With moist eyes n silent lips, trembling hands and a broken heart,

I am wit my friends, my loved ones from whom I shall soon part.

Like strangers we met, in this journey called life

But now these thoughts Oh! It cuts like a knife.

Through ups and downs with friends n foes

I prayed this road should never end

Some walked away, some swore to b there

Side by side n hand in hand

And walk with me as far as the road goes.

Some smiled and forgot, some forgot to smile

And some a helping hand did lend.

Years back when this journey dawned

Little did I know little did I guess

That through sleepy classes n shady lawns

Through last night studies n partying in the mess

In the end I shall stand where it had all started

And soon it shall be time to look beyond.

I feel so lost, lost in this lonely crowd of men,

I know not why, but time seems to stop

Or did it not and was just another wish again?

Oh why isn’t there a grain to stop

To stop the sand in the hourglass?

And why does no one try to stop

To stop the wheel of time Alas!

I hurt myself again and again

Though I knew the truth so plain so bare

As if I enjoyed this sweet pain

This enmity and hatred, this love and care.

I tried in vain to hold back time

Oh but its like a slippery fish

And that the effort is not worth a dime

I sigh to myself,” It’s just another wish…Its just, another wish…”.