Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
“OH MY GOD”, I gasped, staring at my computer screen in disbelief, could the address in my inbox be correct? Could it really be?
My mind flashed back 10 years, to when I was at
I could still feel the pain. The birds trilling in the otherwise placid silence as we looked out on the lake , the yellow flowers forming a bright carpet on the soft ground , the waters of the lake , undisturbed and sparkling .” of course I will” , I had said , my heart heavy with emotions like never before. If only summer would never end.
I smiled at the bitter memory. He had promised to write too. I recalled my first day back from camp, when I had eagerly checked my mail , only to find none from the one who mattered the most. The same anticipation each day as I dutifully kept my promise , only to be let down by him. I had all but given up hope and immersed myself in writing poems of hate , bitterness , rage and ultimately , despair , And finally, I let go of it the next summer and put the better pat of it behind me.
Now it was back. I had half a mind to delete this. Ben had ignored me long enough , and now I would even. And then I thought back to the struggle I had gone through. My heart hammering, I opened it.
I’m sorry for all the pain I know I’ve caused .Words cannot explain how I regret the fact that I broke my promise to you. I’m going to be in town for a week. Please meet me at
My heart skipped a beat. That was tomorrow. I would wear my faded jeans and… and I thought back to the hours spent questioning what went wrong… and the fear that maybe he was dead , which would explain why…and the ever darkening poems of hatred…but then, I remembered the fun and magic.
Five forty-five. I looked at my watch. Wednesday evening. I was there… I wore something casual.. I wanted it to be like it did not mean a lot to me. But it did.
As the awaited hour approached, my heart pounded harder and harder, against my chest.
Would he keep his promise this time?. I starred at the bridge aimlessly. And then I saw him. He was unmistakable. As I saw him walking towards me, I realized that he was a part of my past .A part I had to forget .I was not ready to forgive yet. As much as my mind was willing to, my heart was not. He was buried in memories. Memories that I could not, and did not want to dig up again.
As I turned to leave, I heard his voice. ”Amy?” he asked uncertainly. I turned, and looking up at him, knew that it would never be the same again. I did not know him anymore. “i…I’m sorry. D..do I know u ?” I stammered, and hurriedly brushed past him in tears .He looked confused but at that moment I knew it was over. I knew I had healed for good. I knew that the pain had gone forever and that I could look back at good times and smile, instead of cry in pain.
I looked back and saw him staring after me, dazed. But I kept walking. He was now a stranger to me. A stranger like all the others walking past me. I had left behind a stranger on the bridge.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Win win situation
Good afternoon master toastmasters n fellow toast masters
I argue very well. Ask any of my remaining friends I can win an argument on any topic, against any opponent. People know this and steer clear of me at parties. Often, as a sign of their great respect, they don't even invite me. You too can win arguments. Simply follow these rules
Suppose you are at a party and some hotshot intellectual is expounding on the economy of
If you're drinking some health-fanatic drink like grapefruit juice, you'll hang back, afraid to display your ignorance, while the hotshot enthralls your date.
But if you drink several large martinis, you'll discover you have STRONG VIEWS about the Peruvian economy. You'll be a WEALTH of information. You'll argue forcefully, offering searing insights and possibly upsettin furniture People will be impressed. Some may leave the room.
Make things up
Suppose, in the Peruvian economy argument, you are trying to prove that Peruvians are underpaid, a position you base solely on the fact that YOU are underpaid, and you'll be damned if you're going to let a bunch of Peruvians be better off. DON'T say: "I think Peruvians are underpaid." Say instead: "The average Peruvian's salary in 1981 dollars adjusted for the revised tax base is $1,452.81 per annum, which is $836.07 before the mean gross poverty level."
NOTE: Always make up exact figures.
If an opponent asks you where you got your information, make THAT up too. Say: "This information comes from Dr. Hovel T. Moon's study for the Buford Commission published on May 9, 1982. Didn't you read it?" Say this in the same tone of voice you would use to say, "You left your soiled underwear in my bathroom."
Use meaningless but weighty-sounding words and phrases.
Memorize this list:
- Let me put it this way
- In terms of
- Per se
- As it were
- So to speak
You should also memorize some Latin abbreviations such as "Q.E.D.", "e.g.", and "i.e." These are all short for "I speak Latin, and you don't."
Here's how to use these words and phrases. Suppose you want to say, "Peruvians would like to order appetizers more often, but they don't have enough money." You never win arguments talking like that. But you WILL win if you say, "Let me put it this way. In terms of appetizers vis-à-vis Peruvians qua Peruvians, they would like to order them more often, so to speak, but they do not have enough money per se, as it were. Q.E.D."
Only a fool would challenge that statement.
Use snappy and irrelevant comebacks
fire back at your opponents when they make valid points.
- You're begging the question.
- You're being defensive.
- Don't compare apples to oranges.
- What are your parameters?
This last one is especially valuable. Nobody (other than engineers and policy wonks) has the vaguest idea what "parameters" means. Don't forget the classic: YOU'RE SO LINEAR.
Here's how to use
You say: As Abraham Lincoln said in 1873...
Your opponent says:
You say: You're begging the question.
You say: Liberians, like most Asians...
Your opponent says:
You say: You're being defensive.
Bring Hitler up
This is d bomb, for when your opponent is obviously right and you are spectacularly wrong. Bring Hitler up subtly. Say, "That sounds suspiciously like something Adolf Hitler might say," or "You certainly do remind me of Adolf Hitler."
These r my ways of winning an argument but are these
Listen patiently paraphrase empathize
There are many more such means like the best way to win a mans heart is through his stomach... a woman’s heart is by giving her a bunch of roses and a child s heart a chocolate but tm have I won this argument with u…
MADARI: aaiye meherbaan kadardaan ,haazir aapke saamne ...bandar ... ki naach........yeh wohi karta hai jo mein use karne keliye kehta hu....”guttu gulathi maar...maar gulathi....maar guttu ......ahh dekha aapne guttu kaisa gulathi marta hai.....
Ab guttu yeh bata gandhiji kya kehte hai.....dekho.....guttu dar raha.....guttu...dar raha......woh yeh keh raha hai kii....kiii.........”
B: ladies & gentlemen...SBJMC-CMS presents to you their NUkKAD natak
Madari“burai se mat daro”
R:goodmorning its a bright sunny morning....aur mein khada hoon.....hamare world famous “akhade” mein jaha..mere right side mein khade.hai....Mr.RIGHT aur left side mein khade hai Mr.WRONG....dono ek dusre ko ek dusre ki khoon peene ki dhamki.....dete hue ......fight chaalu...karte..hai....(dishoom dishoom#!@@!# )
Oh my god...haila.....Mr.right seems to be taking over mr wrong.......and...the WINNER IS ..MR.right!!!!!!
C: aapne toh suna hi hoga...kii..’ acchai ki hi jeet hoti’
D:hahhhaaaaa............yeh sab kitabo ki baatein......burai...kii hamesha jeet hoti...hai..yakeen nahi...chalo.dikhata....hoon Pehle dekho toh....aaj is sheher mein kaun aaya...
E: Am i new to this city...???kya iss sheher ke liye mein ajnabee hoon....HAHAHHHH.........main iss sheher main kya, poori duniya main phella hoon..main tum sab mein basa hoon.....tujme ,tujhme...(pointing to the audience).........
har pal..kadam kadam par...main tumhare saath chalta hoon.
.bhaag nahi sakte tum mujhse
main tumhare hi andar palta hoon........
Naam hai mera BHAY...kaam hai mera tum sabko darana...
Taaki na kar sakoge tum burai ka saamna.....hahahah!!!!
Mr.right :galat bilkul galat.....burai ka saamna kar sakte hai hum..
Tumko, dar ko..milkar hara sakte hain..
Song (aa dekhe zara ...kism kitna hai dum...jumke rakna kadam mere saathiya)....
(Gals tied up)
G1:nahi nahi reh sakti in chaar diwaron mein keid..baahar nikalna chahti hu mein.
G2:thak gai huun ghar saaf karte karte ....ab khule asmaan meiin udhna chahti hoon mein
G3:apne peiron par khada hona chahti hoon.....
All gals:we want freedom we want freedom.......!!!!!!!
All men surround :
BHAY:dekho...kya yeh burai nahi...dekho unki dar se kaapte hue chehro ko....haha
Mr.right:utho jaago..apne haq keliye lado...burai ka saamna karo “burai se mat daro”
Gals push men away
G1:hume ladna chahiye....apne haq ke liye
G2:Apne..aazaadi ke liye
G3:apne bhavishya ke liye......
...immeditely switch to riot scene
Reporter:poora sheher dange phasad mein bhid gayi hai
Anath ke dard bhari cheekhei
Khoon se range hue raaste
Hazaron ghar aag mein lipti hui
Kaun zimmedaar hai is athyachaar ke liye....
Police hai shikaar main saboot ke
Par darte hai log bhay ke bhoot se
“har koi zimmedar hai iskeliye
Kis par ungli uthaoge tum
Bhay:arre kaise uthayenge yeh ungli nahi poori hogi unki khwahish
Kar diya hai ‘maine’ ,bhay ne unko apahij!!
Agar zindagi hai tumhare liye pyaarii
Toh chup rehna hi hai samajdhari”
Mr.right:kya haq banta hai aapko hamara haq cheenein ka
Kyo jine de unko jinhone cheena hai hamari zindagi humse
Uthao apni awaaz ,karo burai ka saamna
Agar dar gaye to nahi hogi anyay milne kii sambhavna”
Burai se mat daro ...aage badho aage badho......
R:”logon kii madat se police un papiyo ko pakadne mein saphal ho gayi hai
burai ka saamna karne ka yahi to phal hai!!!
(Song )” beech sadak mein haath pakad ke ghume ladka ladki.....chorus:hai ram hai ram
Arre beech sadak mein haath pakad ke ghume ladka ladki
Na sharam hai na haya hai ye hai yuvak aaj ke.
Kya karoge kidhar jaoge ... gher liya hai tumko
Yeh western cultureki nakal sweekar nahi hai humko
Chorus:Sweekar nahi hai humko....sweekar nahi hai humko!!!!”
Mr.right: darke maare jaan jayegi pyaare..
Jina hai apni zindagi tod sab deeware
Boy: kaun ho tum kaha se aaye
hai kya naam tumhara
logo ko bhadkana azzadi chinna kya yahi hai kaam tumhara
uthali hai lathi ab kar do humpe vaar
Hum bhi hai jawab dene ko taiyaar
Haann haan hum bhi hai taiyaar..... hum bhi hai taiyaar!!!!!!!
Friday, January 1, 2010
Chhad gaya dil ka re gharonda
Chhad gaya dil ka re gharonda todke
Re gharonda todke, gaya chhodke
Je naina karun band band
Beh jaye boond boond (2)
Tadpaye re, kyun sunaye geet malhar de
Bemalang tera iktara (8)
Itra tun basi basi, padi hai sirhane
Band darwaja dekhe lauti hai subah
Thandi hai angeethi seeli, seeli hain deewarein
Goonje takrake inme dil ki sada
Goonje hai re (2) dil ki sada (2)
Jo naina karun band band
Beh jaye boond boond (2)
Tadpaye re, kyun sunaye geet malhar de
Bemalang tera iktara (8)