Kids rocking answers to questions that been asked by their teachers.
Question:What is the fullform of maths.
Answer: Mentally affected teachers harassing students.
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Teacher :Tomorrow there will be a lecture on Sun.Everyone must attend it.
Raju:No ma'm! I will not be able to attend it.
Teacher :Why?
Raju:My mother will not allow me to go so far!!!
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Teacher: What happened in 1869?
Student:Gandhi ji was born.
Teacher :What happened in 1873?
Student:Gandhiji was four years old.
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Teacher: How old is ur father.
Sunny:As old as I am.
Teacher:How is it possible?
Sunny:He became father only after I was born. (1st Rank)
Monday, December 27, 2010
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Precious words about Life!!
Each and everybody should think about;
What is the life?
What is the purpose of life?
How to take up this one time chance to live this life?
Oh.. Man.. Is there any sample code to get rough idea about it (Life)?
Or can google about it?
No wonder, we are far away from real life.
We are not aware of it; even we’re not interested to get it into that.
We can title our current life style as “Mechanical Life”.
I got a chance to read, interesting and thought provoking lines
In short:
To make money we lose our health, And then to restore our health we lose our money…
We live as If we are never going to die, And we die as if we never lived…..
By ..Old friend
What is the life?
What is the purpose of life?
How to take up this one time chance to live this life?
Oh.. Man.. Is there any sample code to get rough idea about it (Life)?
Or can google about it?
No wonder, we are far away from real life.
We are not aware of it; even we’re not interested to get it into that.
We can title our current life style as “Mechanical Life”.
I got a chance to read, interesting and thought provoking lines
First, I was dying to finish my high school and start college
And then I was dying to finish college and start working
Then I was dying to marry and have children to grow old enough
So I could go back to work
But then I was dying to retire
And row I am dying..
And suddenly realized that “I forgot to live”
Please don’t let this happen to you
Appreciate your current situation
And enjoy each day.
In short:
To make money we lose our health, And then to restore our health we lose our money…
We live as If we are never going to die, And we die as if we never lived…..
By ..Old friend
Thursday, October 07, 2010
BluePrint!!. Got bored to search in Google :)
Folks.. Found an interesting plug-in for Flex Builder / Flash Builder. BluePrint!!. Yes, but don’t get into wrong perspective.
I am a flex developer and usually don’t wanna keep the syntax of all APIs (in and out) in mind. But I know the purpose of APIs in terms of which class should be more appropriate to which scenario.
How to get the syntax and piece of example?. There is a way as everybody knows GOOGLE. I am a lazy developer and got bored to search in google with right key word.
That’s where BluePrint comes. Yes, just install it, you can see syntax and example for all APIs without moving out of “Flex Builder/Flash Builder”!!. Click here to know more about BluePrint.
I am a flex developer and usually don’t wanna keep the syntax of all APIs (in and out) in mind. But I know the purpose of APIs in terms of which class should be more appropriate to which scenario.
How to get the syntax and piece of example?. There is a way as everybody knows GOOGLE. I am a lazy developer and got bored to search in google with right key word.
That’s where BluePrint comes. Yes, just install it, you can see syntax and example for all APIs without moving out of “Flex Builder/Flash Builder”!!. Click here to know more about BluePrint.
Developers (except meJ) should try to create some stuff that can help to create application without writing single line of code. Basically I am a lazy developerJ.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Cup... Coffee.. Ultimate fundamental about life!!
A group of alumni of a reputed college, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.
When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for each of you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups and were eyeing each other's cups. Now if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life doesn't change. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it.".
So, don't let only the Cups drive you... Enjoy the Coffee!
When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for each of you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups and were eyeing each other's cups. Now if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life doesn't change. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it.".
So, don't let only the Cups drive you... Enjoy the Coffee!
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Life After Death!!
Miserable dream.. Dreaming is a great thing in which you will be a key player [ If not… at least some interesting things will be there to watch/enjoy :) ]. But what about dreaming about “life after death”? It will be interesting, isn’t it? Here is such kind of dream or story [ Its up to you :) ].
Soul of mine and two of my friends had to come out of our bodies. We are flying together in some direction to reach some destination. Flying over wild, mountains and some kind of marvelous places are pleasant, and a quite enjoyable moment.
Reached some place where crowds of soul are waiting in queue. It is like queue in front of ration shop. It reminds me that we are still in boundaries of india. Somebody might have setup division, country wise.
Oh god.. I forgot to intimate my family about 10 lakhs of insured money that they can claim in case of my death!! I suppose to go and tell like, mom and dad don’t worry about your useless son and you have something really useful 10 lakhs of insured amount.
I can see my body surround by my family and relatives. Hey I am really looking cute now; it’s just like sleeping with smiley face. But I am not able to convey about that big money.
Back to queue. I receive a letter with a picture from my mom through one of known soul. I don’t know how it can be carried. But yes I am reading with full of tear. No words to express my feeling and how I am missing my mom and family. Message in letter is "I should come back and be with my mom". Yes I suppose to be there, since my family love me lots and needs lots of my support. But I couldn’t. I don’t know that who is the bloody separated soul from my body.
Hey here… Wow.. Wonderful!! In some distance, I can see the indoor stadium kind of place, and there are crowds of souls. Some kind of judgments is going on, after some time crew of souls gone up in flash. I think, that is yematharmaa playing with souls. I don’t care about my turn.
I can see some information about my previous birth on screen. I don’t know that they might be computerized due to maintain heavy population. Hey I was a doctor in my previous birth. I don’t think it carries wrong data :).
Words of mom's letter is running around my mind. I am more worrying about that how can I carry present birth’s information to next birth. So that I can find out my mom, hug her and say "Hi mom this is your son, back again!!"
I am thinking, how to stole information from yemen’s data warehouse and forward them to my gmail id. Oh god. I don’t know, how can I carry this username and password of gmail with me to my next birth?!
Oh man.. Alarm from my mobile.. My friend kicks my ass and say, hey how many time will you rest your alarm? Come on dude its 8.30 AM. Oh yeah I have to rush to office. Around 11.00 AM, I got a call from one of my friend whose soul was traveling with me. Something interesting, isn’t it? Hope, I will have continuation of this dream.
Soul of mine and two of my friends had to come out of our bodies. We are flying together in some direction to reach some destination. Flying over wild, mountains and some kind of marvelous places are pleasant, and a quite enjoyable moment.
Reached some place where crowds of soul are waiting in queue. It is like queue in front of ration shop. It reminds me that we are still in boundaries of india. Somebody might have setup division, country wise.
Oh god.. I forgot to intimate my family about 10 lakhs of insured money that they can claim in case of my death!! I suppose to go and tell like, mom and dad don’t worry about your useless son and you have something really useful 10 lakhs of insured amount.
I can see my body surround by my family and relatives. Hey I am really looking cute now; it’s just like sleeping with smiley face. But I am not able to convey about that big money.
Back to queue. I receive a letter with a picture from my mom through one of known soul. I don’t know how it can be carried. But yes I am reading with full of tear. No words to express my feeling and how I am missing my mom and family. Message in letter is "I should come back and be with my mom". Yes I suppose to be there, since my family love me lots and needs lots of my support. But I couldn’t. I don’t know that who is the bloody separated soul from my body.
Hey here… Wow.. Wonderful!! In some distance, I can see the indoor stadium kind of place, and there are crowds of souls. Some kind of judgments is going on, after some time crew of souls gone up in flash. I think, that is yematharmaa playing with souls. I don’t care about my turn.
I can see some information about my previous birth on screen. I don’t know that they might be computerized due to maintain heavy population. Hey I was a doctor in my previous birth. I don’t think it carries wrong data :).
Words of mom's letter is running around my mind. I am more worrying about that how can I carry present birth’s information to next birth. So that I can find out my mom, hug her and say "Hi mom this is your son, back again!!"
I am thinking, how to stole information from yemen’s data warehouse and forward them to my gmail id. Oh god. I don’t know, how can I carry this username and password of gmail with me to my next birth?!
Oh man.. Alarm from my mobile.. My friend kicks my ass and say, hey how many time will you rest your alarm? Come on dude its 8.30 AM. Oh yeah I have to rush to office. Around 11.00 AM, I got a call from one of my friend whose soul was traveling with me. Something interesting, isn’t it? Hope, I will have continuation of this dream.
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