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Thought for the day: The patient should be made to understand that he or she must take charge of his own life. Don't take your body to the doctor as if he were a repair shop..... Quentin Regestein (Isn't that so true? What do you do?) ----- Next letter for April: From: Health- April'10 ---- Had a fun time with observations- eye and ear related. At the barber shop yesterday. There was this guy who came in and told the barber- please take care- last time you left my hair too long and I found out when I reached home...seeing that he was half-bald(You know, that front bald pate, and then that C-shape of hair that goes from one ear, round to the other ear), I smiled wondering which ones he felt were left too long?  There was this other guy who became so fascinated listening to Bhoole Bisre Geet on Vividh Bharati(yes, the station is very much alive and on FM now-this is progress..:)), that he closed his eyes and began humming to it, till he finally dozed off-the

First letter of April- Men's Health!(In fact, first letter to this nice mag, too!) ---- Amongst other things: Doesn't the new requirement for documents drive you mad, sometimes? I wanted to open an a/c (somewhere)- -well, you need your pan card. - Bank account- should have name same as in pan card, including middle name, if mentioned. - If you submit the voter id card, it should have no spelling mistakes(till now, all the cards I've seen have had them- if spelling is right, they've changed your birth year to some years earlier. I suspect this was to make the 16 yr olds also, come within the 18 yr voting age limit, though I'm not 16, of course...LOL)... - same was for driving license, which also had ancestral home..but, being the perceptive person I am(ROFL),I got it changed two weeks back... - Also, a bank statement required- it should have your address mentioned-in these days of net-banking, how many banks give passbooks and/or monthly statements? And, wh

First news first- from 23.02 to the previous post, I answered everyone's comments..thanks,all of you, for the regular visits here and taking the trouble to share your views/comments...always welcome.They always bring a smile to my face. Ahem-this one's from last week's Patrika(newspaper)-see winner no. 2.:) Feels great,coz it's the first time I won a prize via an SMS contest..:) Not bad-the money's not the big thing-it's just the thrill of seeing one's name selected from what must've been 100s of correct entries...:) ---- I was going to make this post @ my newspaper choices,but, it needs a lot of writing time,so,I'll do it next time...I want to translate this joke,today, from Gujarat Samachar. The joke begins with a thought- why do so many terr*ris*s come from places round the world but not from Ahmedabad? Why are there no Ahmedabadi terr*ris*s? The analysis: 1. Ahmedabadis never reach on time. If they want to hij*ck a flight, they'd rea

Don't you just love people with a sense of humour? Like today. Courtesy the next session for the RTC of my 2 famous teeth, I've been told to prefer icecream, liquids,etc  rather than chewing. So, I ordered a pineapple juice with icecream, supposedly to kill two birds with one stone, as they say in the proverb. And, I told the restaurant guy, no sugar in the juice. And Mr. Smart Guy says' Oh, sir, but I can't avoid the  sugar in the icecream'...just as I was going to tell him to get sugarfree icecream, he turned around with a smile at the next person calling him...ROFL. I let the topic go, at that. It reminded me of the time I was getting attestations on my degree, et al, and needed True Copy stamps by a Notary on the certificate. This was in 1997, when I'd first gone to Abu Dhabi for 3 months on deputation.(My long trip began in year 2002) Now, we were staying in our city home that time and I always used to see a notary's board during my evening walk,

Thought for the day:Experience is not what happens to a man;it is what he does with what happens to him...Aldous Huxley There's this extremely cozy place, Canara Coffee House, in Dandiya Bazaar, in the heart of our city. I've spoken about it earlier also. It's been around since decades, and, still continues to be popular amongst those who savour good food, albeit, at even better prices. Prices which seem to be from the eighties, sometimes. I often go to this place, whenever I venture towards the city side(Normally the traffic is too scary to venture during peak hours).  Today, I observed that they were playing FM.(Radio Mirchi..what a nice station name for playing in a restaurant, na?) I looked all around for a music system, and couldn't find it. Then, I saw this radio- a National Ekco radio- ages old, with valves and all, not our modern chip system. And, in perfect running condition. Wow- it would be worth a pretty penny, I'm sure, if they decide to sell it. Bu

                                                                  From :Society, March'10                                                                                                             From:Filmfare: March 17,2010 Hey, incidentally, I do have some fans who still follow my letters/captions. See this cute postcard I received, related to the above quiz prize: I'll surely reply to them-this is the second time they sent in a letter. All these added bonuses to my hobby make it all the more worthwhile. Till the next post..cheerio!

Going a step further from the previous post,here's another educational set of tips for those willing to listen: ( I posted this in my other blog,too, yesterday) How to take care of your wife: In the world, one single rule applies to the men: Make the Woman happy. Do something she likes, and you get points. Do something she dislikes and points are subtracted. You don't get any points for doing something she expects. Sorry, that's the way the game is played.  Here is a guide to the point system:  SIMPLE DUTIES  -- You make the bed (+1) -- You make the bed, but forget the decorative pillow (0) -- You throw the bedspread over rumpled sheets (-1) -- You go out to buy her what she wants (+5) -- In the rain (+8) -- But return with Beer (-5) -- You check out a suspicious noise at night (0) -- You check out a suspicious noise, and it is nothing (0) -- You check out a suspicious noise and it is something (+5) -- You pummel it with iron rod (+10) -- It's her pet (-10)  SOC

Hi,all!Have been a mite tied up with office work and all.While I write the next post, here's a filler- I can see most of the ladies either smiling or saying'grr', while the gents, of course, nod their head vigorously. NINE WORDS WOMEN USE   (1)   Fine : This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.   (2)   Five Minutes : If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.     (3)   Nothing : This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine. (4)   Go Ahead : This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!     (5)   Loud Sigh : This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time s

Hahaha....some people read this post and thought that I was writing an 'A'only post....no way,folks-not on this blog. On my third blog, maybe(second is 'Inspirations)...u'd have to see it and judge!But that's all in good,clean (?)fun only.:) Answers to the post: T= Tongue M,C,I= Molars, Canines, Incisors C= Cement Corelate them with the root canal treatment I've been having(Had round 3 today and,good lord,it's so painful!Arghh!Must watch a comedy movie now-wish I had some nitrous oxide(laughing gas) at home) for two teeth(the two Ms), and you'll know what it's all about..ROFL!! I always used to prefer the autobiography, in essay-writing in school-it used to be something most others would avoid. And it used to get me the highest scores. I remember writing on the autobiography of an old bag, a purse, et al...want me to try it here,one of these days?Maybe I will. Till the next post, cheerio!

Hi. My name is T and it's really all my fault. I have this habit, or call it an obsession of not sitting idle and exploring all the time. If it's not a crevasse here, it's a niche(My pet names for various kinds of...err,blushh!!) there that attracts my fancy.  Sometimes I get OCD. If I see some protuberance(Ohhh...I said it) in a crevasse, I have to know what it is- so, I explore it once, twice, umpteen number of times- till it proves fatal(not for me, of course- I'm a lithe little...*censored*. I know, I know, I'm the lucky one- most of the time, I'm the first to get a taste of things to come(Pun intended)-the rest all have to follow me, including M, C, P, I mean, M,C,I.....of course, sometimes, it's not so good- and I end up feeling bitter about the whole experience- then, I make my annoyance felt in various ways. ( M, C and I(I as in ink, not me) get spared the irritation, since I(me) act upon the bitterness before it reaches them).Sometimes, I go total

Back-from the shortest Dxb trip I've ever made(5 days). As usual, the trip was full of the usual observations and fun. So, let's go back to Sunday morning,@ 530 AM. Got the usual missed call from my usual taxi guy.(He's the owner of the Travel Agency). Off we left,for A'bad. The usual silent roads, the occasional car or truck careening by, driven by road hogs who're encouraged to fly on empty roads. Well, after a bit of chit-chat, I dozed off. Suddenly, I woke up and saw that we'd missed a truck by a few inches- courtesy, my friend also feeling dozy at the driving wheel, in spite of some nice songs playing on the radio(In fact, I think nice songs make a driver doze off even more-am I right?). Luckily, nothing happened, we stopped at the first petrol pump-rest house and he splashed some cold water on his eyes and face, to ensure he remained awake. Haha!:) --- Reached the airport-nice and early at 7 AM, or so I thought. Why? As usual, everyone had the same ide

Back in Dxb-shortest trip till now-just 5 days. Had fun at the airport, as always..Post coming up. In the meantime, feast your eyes on these pics: This is all courtesy one hour or so of rainfall in Sharjah. Would you believe, in 2002, when I first came here, there were no rains for three years,except a few drops now and then. The seasons, they are a-changing, for sure.Global warming at work. Next post coming up soon!