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Rahul Gandhi and Narendra Modi, happen to be lost in a desert. After days of walking without any water or food, they noticed a Mosque.

Rahul said: "I will walk in saying that my name is Mohammed, and you say that your name is Ahmed, this way we'll get some food! I have done this before too.we can easily fool them. Deal ?"

Modi: "No, I am a Hindu Nationalist.I won't change my name I will stick with my name."They walked in.

Maulavi asked who are you?

Rahul Gandhi: "My name is Mohamed."

Modi: "I'm Narendra Damodardas Modi."

Maulavi: "Modiji ko pani dijiye aur khana khilayiye aur Mohammed Miya, Ramazan Mubarak "

Chapter 9

"Winners were not born winners; they learnt and practiced how to win and they have it! Everyone who gives a great testimony about his/her life begins with a beginning that was "inadequate" until something happened... an a breakthrough became evident!"? Israelmore Ayivor

Sometime in 1929,edwin hubble peering through his large telescope,discovered that all the galaxies in the universe were moving away at great speed from one another and then after calculations were made it was found that all matter originated from a single point of origin,the big bang.Galaxies,stars,planets and time itself started at this one point about 13 billion years ago.so the universe has a beginning although the end is not in sight.Going back,back into time scientists now know a lot about how the universe started and are slowly retracing the growth of the universe and have come close to about 300 million years after the big bang.


UNRAVELING

"There is always a pleasure in unraveling a mystery, in catching at the gossamer clue which will guide to certainty."? Elizabeth Gaskell, Mary Barton

Priya sat in her parked car staring at students coming and going out of loyola college campus.She was here to meet Mr.peter muthukumar,the person who was handling the alumni association and its day to day affairs.She took a sip of water from the bottle and rewound the past weeks happenings and how well the anniversary celebration had taken place.Her boss chandrashekar had flown back with the I&B minister to follow up talks regarding a hindi edition of their national paper and would not be back for a few days.Chandru had called priya and briefly told her to start from the beginning and trace her steps carefully without leaving any detail.So that in case they were questioned,they could safely say that they were doing an article about their now world famous chief minister and were trying to bring to the public his past glory and achievements.

Priya's mobile hummed her favourite song "Akkam pakkam yaarum illla bhoologam vendum" from her favourite actors film kireedam and she answered it.It was peter muthukumar and he apologised for the delay and asked her to come to the alumni chambers behind the college.Priya said okay and walked towards the alumni and she smiled to herself when whistles and catcalls were made as she swept past a group of students.

Mr.peter muthukumar was waiting for her near the entrance and said "good morning" and priya smiled a greeting.Peter led her into his office complaining to her that traffic was getting worse day by day and that he found it really difficult to ride his bike to reach the college from his house near poonamallee.Seeing her expression,he said " with the salary i am getting paid a house on the outskirts of the city is my only solution for rentals are more affordable there.He called the office boy and requested him to get two cups of tea and a plate of vadais.Hearing priya protest,peter "take a bite and i will bet that you will finish the rest in a second.For our canteen is famous for its cook who makes the best vadai in the whole of chennai."Then he looked at her and said well off late our college seems to be more famous for its chief minister than its high standard and heritage.Everyday i get calls asking for any info i can give or any new light i can shed about dhana.oh, dhana is how i and the rest of us know him and are still supposed to call him,although we do that only in private."


Priya spent nearly an hour talking to muthukumar and like he had predicted did finish the plate of vadais and then seeing how much she had enjoyed them parceled a few for her to takeaway.Just as priya was getting up to leave muthu said " priya,i know i have not been of much help but then i just handle this association and moreover dhana came a few years after i passed out and was in the gulf working.But there are two people who might be able to help you better and that is the watchman samuel aiyasaamy and our cook vaidyanathan.Both have been working here for more than thirty years and dhana was their favourite student.

Priya sat with samuel in his small cottage which was located at the far end of the college campus and spoke to him about dhanashekar pandiyan.The canteen cook,vaidyanathan was busy and told her he would meet her after lunchtime was over and he would be free to talk to her without any disturbance.Samuel aiyasaamy coughed heavily and "amma,its been five years since i gave up smoking,but looks like the effects will not let go so easily."Priya concerned for his health "i can come back another day,when you are feeling better." samuel looked at her "no,today is okay for i am not sure how much longer this lung cancer is going to let me live.anyway the doctors have told me i have a few months left.The management knows about my condition and have granted my request to go in peace right where i have lived my life for nearly 65 years.I came here as an orphan and i was just 8 years old and father john who was the then chemistry lecturer kind of adopted me and let me stay here.God bless his soul for he has been gone for nearly 20 years.Sorry,knowledge that i am going to go soon is bringing back memories and i have been lucky for my life here has been filled with only good and happy memories."

Priya smiled at this gentle and brave man and wondered when her time came,would she go with this much dignity.Samuel drank a glass of water and spoke about dhana."Dhanashekar pandiyan was an extraordinary human being and in my time here i have yet to see anyone as good as him.for he was great in sports,great in his studies and much more than that when it came to helping people and being there for them.i have to really strain to think of one incident where i saw him angry or violent or when he got into a fight with anybody else.Even during the college elections when arjun confronted him,dhana remained calm and restrained his best friend balaji from attacking arjun.Many students witnessed what happened and everyone there knew that if dhana had wanted he could have knocked down arjun in a second,but didnt." Priya "samuel sir,could you please elaborate on why arjun attacked dhanashekar.was it because of the elections or just plain jealousy."


Samuel squinted and frowning tried to recollect what happened.He said " i am not sure why he attacked dhana but he was going through a tough time for there was a death in his family,i think it was his sister.Rumors were that dhana's best friend balaji was going steady with her but due to some misunderstanding broke off with her and that girl committed suicide.I am sorry for all this happened some time ago and i am not able to recollect the exact details.Maybe if you contact other batch mates of dhana,you might get some more information." the little bit of talking took a toll and he started coughing violently.Deciding that he needed to rest,priya thanked him and tried to offer him some money which samuel refused saying he had everything that he needed and money was of no use to him.Priya took leave and rather than waiting to meet the canteen cook vaidyanathan decided that she would come back after a few days for she wanted to follow this new information which samuel had given her.Her mobile rang and priya said hello and the mysterious voice spoke " you are on the right track but it is not a game anymore for you need to really watch your back." and once again before priya could ask who he was the call was disconnected leaving priya wondering if she was being led on a wild goose chase.


The dinosaurs lived about 250 million years ago and yet we know a lot about them.Like i alluded in the beginning,everything leaves a trace,a track, a note for someone to follow and tell their story.one has to just pick up the scent and follow the trail and soon the story is unraveled by following a single thread.yes,all it takes the right string to be pulled at the right time and soon the material is threadbare.But when a cupboard full of skeletons is opened and they all tumble out,how does one know or choose which skeleton's story you are going to follow.and most importantly what if you become one of those skeletons.


If you can't get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you'd best teach it to dance.------------George Bernard Shaw

Three edits later and i am still finding spelling mistakes in chapter nine.please bear with me for lack of sleep and this new keyboard are adding to my rather regular brain fades.Against my will i start a chapter with a quote which seems to kick start my numb brain into lines and soon they develop into a chapter.i thought adding our daily stuff like vadais and thala songs will add some spice and zing into the story and maybe it will make for rather familiar and interesting reading for the few who are following.it will take a few more chapters before things got hot and thrilling and once the action starts then an end is clearly drawn.be well.

CHAPTER 10-FLASHBACK

It's not who I am underneath, but what I do that defines me. BATMAN-----------THE DARK KNIGHT


In the dark and from the dark i came into light.I squinted and was blinded and yet nothing comforted me as much as that solitude in the dark.The love of those who brought me into the light has no meaning and their very touch chills my soul.I refused my mothers breast and shunned my fathers hands and from the time i tottered and stood on my wobbly legs,i have been alone.my knees bear the scars of falling down a hundred times.my face carries scars from hurting it a hundred times and yet my soul is pure.And then i found a friend,a shoulder and a steadying arm.The darkness in my soul vanished and i came into the light and i am now what i was meant to be.I will follow you to the depths of hell and i will throw my battered body in war to protect you.For all i know is you and all i know is the love and protection you have given me.The shell of a body came alive when you whispered your freindship to me.so i will follow and follow until i can follow no more.



DHANA AND BALAJI-to die for


He stood watching the workers pick the coffee berries and knew that this season was going to be a bumper one.But matters of money and economy made no sense nor did it turn him on in anyway.Many thought of him as dull and slow but they made that wrong call due to lack of understanding or in sheer frustration at not being able to understand his mind.He had been working as a manager here on this coffee estate in coorg for nearly fifteen years and he was thankful to his friend for that.He missed dhana a lot and only the telephone calls kept him motivated and alive and not end it in one dark moment.Balaji smiled and they years vanished and there he was back in the first days of the first year in college.


Even he was in school,balaji was big guy and possessed brute strength and yet his soul and mind were that of a small innocent child.People thought he was a retard and yet he did very well in his studies,although he never took part in games or other sports activities.He kept to himself,always immersed in books and solitude.Because of his size,very few people ever dared to tease or irritate him for when he was irritated balaji gave a look which could terrify osts and turn even stone into quivering sand.People left him alone and he left people alone and he passed through life into college,mostly without getting into any sort of trouble.

Although he scored high marks in his class 12 exams,balaji chose B.A. arts which had few takers and started his adult and college life.But then college life was slightly different from school where he had worn uniforms.Not one who followed fashion,balaji largely wore the same colors and had a very limited wardrobe,even though his parents were well off and they often told him to dress better.His reply was as always " the clothes i wear cover my body and are clean and without any tears or holes.It will do and if i need new clothes i will inform you and you can buy them for me."It had been the same from the time he was four years old.Balaji wore the same clothes day in and day out and cast them away only when they showed signs of wear and tear.But then you all know what pressures college and rich college kids bring to play with their parents hard earned money.One rich student who came in a different car everyday decided he would irritate balaji and have some fun at his expense but it blew up in his face when balaji walked up to the gang and confronted the bully with his glaring look.Embarassed and ashamed before his gang,the rich kid prasad decided that he would get some rowdies to beat up balaji.One evening as
balaji was waiting for his bus,a group of six rowdies got down in two autos and attacked balaji.Any normal person faced with this situation would have fled the scene but not balaji and he just waded in.but these were experienced thugs and one smashed a stick on balajis head from behind and as his legs were about to give way,they all mobbed him.But the sudden roar of "yei" alerted them and they all looked at the person who had made the noise.The man who got off the enfield bullet motorcycle was a slim man and above average height.but that was not what caught their eyes but the total lack of fear in his face as he walked towards them.

The rowdy groups leader rangan was the biggest and meanest in their gang and he went forward to chase away the guy who was coming towards them.But then what took place in the next thirty seconds was too fast and too good to be true.There were about twenty people who witnessed the whole action and all they saw was the man swivel on his left foot and kick rangan with his right foot.The noise that was made when the mans foot connected with
rangans face was heard by everyone and most importantly by his gang.one second rangan was standing and the next he had flown and fallen about ten feet away.One kid who was standing with his mother said "amma,that is called a round house kick " and he was rewarded with a kottu on his head from his mother who asked him to shut up.The remaining thugs rushed the man,who calmly stepped aside and slammed his elbow to the side of the nearest rowdy.Light out and the remaining four stood scattered wondering how to attack this guy,but attack they did and all fell screaming and whimpering in pain.The man rushed to Balaji who was trying to get up,holding the back of his head.Seeing blood pouring from the gash,the man took out his kerchief and tied it tightly around Balajis head and helped him up and told him that he would take him to the nearest government hospital.Just as the mysterious man left with balaji,the cops arrived as usual after everything is over.One witness said that the two people who were involved in the fight had gone to the nearest government hospital and which was the Kilpauk government hospital on Poonamallee road near EGA theater.The sub-inspector ordered the head constable and a few others to take the injured rowdies to the general hospital near the central railway station for he wanted to avoid another confrontation between the rowdies and whoever had beaten them up.



Balaji slowly walked into the hospital helped by the man who had probably saved his life and sat in a chair.The man said he would be back in a second and went to find a doctor.H came back with a doctor and a nurse who took balaji into the casualty room and after cleaning the gash,put in ten stitches.Just as the man was about to leave,balaji held his hand and said thank you and asked him his name.The man smiled and said "DHANASHEKAR PANDIYAN but please call me dhana and hold on for i need to fill up a form about what happened.By them SI parthiban confronted them and rudely asked them what had happened.Dhana looked at the SI and calmly explained what had taken place.SI parthiban asked them to come to the station and
give a report to which dhana said that he would be only happy to do so but after dropping balaji at his home for he was injured.


Balaji got of the bike and just as dhana was about to leave,put out his hand and said "thank you."Dhana smiled and said "you are welcome and take a few days off before you come back to college."Balaji stood and stared at the receding figure of dhana and for the first time felt something of a kinship with a fellow human being and there started a friendship forged only on respect and trust.

"True friendship comes when silence between two people is comfortable". -Dave Tyson Gentry

Why Wear A Rudraksha?

Question: Sadhguru, could you talk a little bit about rudraksha, and how it is different from other seeds?

Sadhguru: Every substance in the universe has a certain reverberation to it. We try to identify things that will support us in a particular direction. Not only rudraksha - all kinds of plants, flowers, animals - everything has been identified as to what will take us in a spiritual direction and what will not. A goat for example is not a good choice. A bull, a snake, or a peacock is, because these creatures have a certain sensitivity.

When I was 10, 11 years of age, I used to spend a lot of time in the forest, at Chamundi Hill and elsewhere. If I simply sat in one place, I would catch 5 to 10 cobras in an afternoon. One reason is I developed a certain skill for this. A cobra does not leave much of a trail - just a certain type of smell and small traces of its movements. You have to be extremely observant to notice that a snake has recently moved somewhere.

At that time, I was too proud of my skills. Only much later, when I really started meditating, I realized they were coming towards me rather than I finding them. Many times, it has happened to me that when I was in a forest and I simply sat still, particularly in the afternoon somewhere between two and five o'clock, when I open my eyes again, there would be at least five to eight cobras around me. The moment you become meditative, they are drawn to you. These kinds of creatures that are drawn to that kind of reverberation are considered as spiritual.

Likewise, there is a whole variety of sacred flowers. You have heard people saying that a certain flower is the favorite of Shiva, another one the favorite of Vishnu and so on. They identified flowers whose reverberations are closest to what we refer to as Shiva or Vishnu or whatever else. If you touch or receive them, they have a certain impact. Therefore, only certain kinds of flowers used to be offered in temples.

We could demonstrate this by getting different kinds of flowers and holding a rudraksha over them. If the rudraksha goes clockwise, it is a good flower to offer to Shiva. If you try this with a ketaki flower, you will see the rudraksha does not like it. You know, there is this story about theketaki flower bearing false witness before Shiva and subsequently being banned from being used as an offering to Shiva. All these stories are told so that it sinks into people's minds and hearts, but the essence of it is that the reverberation should match - only then will a connection be established.
Rudraksha is one of those items that have a very unique type of reverberation.

Similarly, everything was identified according to its reverberation. Rudraksha is one of those items that have a very unique type of reverberation. Just holding it in your hand, you can feel the difference. However, if you have worn your rudraksha for three to six months, it would have in a way melded with your body by now. Therefore, each person's rudraksha will be different. That is why you should never give your rudraksha to someone else or take someone else's rudraksha, because it would have acquired a certain reverberation that is conducive to you and that has something of you in it. Similarly, in Tamil Nadu, no one would take salt, sesame seeds, or oil from someone else's hands. They would not even take a lemon from just anyone. This is because certain substances have the ability to imbibe whatever they come in touch with very quickly. Especially small lemons have this quality to absorb everything like a sponge - the positive and the negative. That is why they are used both in the temple and for black magic.

Rudraksha has this quality too - in a way, it becomes a part of your body. If you have worn it for one or two years, 24 hours a day, and one day, you take it off and try to sleep, you will not be able to sleep. It will feel as if a part of your body is missing, because the rudraksha has become a part of you and it functions like that - as an extra organ. The main purpose of this organ is to make you available to Grace. Because no matter what yogic practices or whatever else you do, ultimately, you become a possibility only by becoming available to Grace. This is why devotees attain quicker than anyone else, because they offer themselves. If that sense of offering is not brought in, yoga will be nothing but a circus.

Another thing about rudraksha is that it creates health. For all those who are only interested in living more donkey's years, this is the most important aspect. They are not really interested in how they live - they just want to live longer. For what? If you check their "happiness-meter" from morning to evening, it does not touch any heights. They want to live longer only because they are scared of death. Nothing phenomenal is happening in their lives that would make it worth hanging onto it. Only because what is next is not known to them, they want to hang on.

Whatever you do, there will be no success in any area of life - whether it is the spiritual process, health, wealth, or anything else - if you do not become available to Grace. Either you have to become consciously available to it or unconsciously, in your own way. Without some amount of Grace, no human being, no creature would be alive. But if you consciously make Grace a part of your life, everything will work easily and smoothly. It will be a well-lubricated life. Rudraksha enhances that possibility. We want to use every support that is available to us.

I can see that chapter 10 had few takers and i can guess why.but that largely is the truth and i hope that some of you realise that there is truth in it.but no hard feelings and i take responsibility for my words and thoughts.I am taking time to tell and express every character and what they feel and whom they feel it towards .secretly i am taking all this writing to sharpen my skills at writing for one day i want to write lines for actors to speak,emote and romance.

The song bird is alive in my breast and it has many songs and of many moods to sing of and small,small incidents to share.loss,betrayal,disappointments and generally how i live and approach life is sometimes an outer body experience for me.like a pack of cards i find myself sometimes a king and sometimes a jack.but mostly i find myself a joker and that is the ace up my sleeve.

The briefcase and the miniskirt

Tokyo, Japan
A man was walking past a young girl, when a jagged edge of his
briefcase accidentally tore her miniskirt. Before the man could
apologize, the girl bowed deeply, and said, "I humbly apologise for
this error. The quality of my skirt is not good." Then she took out a
pin, put the skirt back together and left.

New York, USA
A man was walking past a young girl, when a jagged edge of his
briefcase accidentally tore her miniskirt. Before the man could react,
the woman pulled out a business card and gave it to him saying, "This
is my lawyer's card. He will contact you about this sexual harassment
matter. See you in court, buddy!"

London, England
A man was walking past a young girl, when a jagged edge of his
briefcase accidentally tore her miniskirt. Before the man could react,
the girl quickly covered the torn spot with a newspaper, and said with
a blush on her face, "Do you mind taking me home, sir? I live not far
away." The Englishman took his jacket off, put it on her, called a cab
and took her home safely.

Paris, France
A man was walking past a young girl, when a jagged edge of his
briefcase accidentally tore her miniskirt. Before the man could react,
the girl murmured with a smile, "A red rose can best convey your
apology, monsieur." The Frenchman bought her a rose, then they went to a nearby cafe, drank some wine, and retired to a discreet little hotel for the rest of the afternoon.

Sydney, Australia
A man was walking past a young girl, when a jagged edge of his
briefcase accidentally tore her miniskirt. Before the man could
apologize, the girl turned around, took out a hunting knife, ripped
the side of his trousers and said, "OK, now we're even, mate", and
then they both went off to down a few pints of amber nectar together.

Shanghai, China
A man was walking past a young girl, when a jagged edge of his
briefcase accidentally tore her miniskirt. Before the man could say
anything, the police came and took him away to labour camp

Taipeh, Taiwan
A man was walking past a young girl, when a jagged edge of his
briefcase accidentally tore her miniskirt. Before the man could say
anything, the girl smiled and said, "We have not settled on the price
yet, and you want to inspect the merchandise already?"

Seoul, Korea
A man was walking past a young girl, when a jagged edge of his
briefcase accidentally tore her miniskirt. Before the man could say
anything, the girl swivelled on her toes and delivered a rounded kick
to the side of his head, saying, "Do you not know, mister, that I have
a second degree black belt in taekwondo?"

Phuket, Thailand
A man was walking past a young girl, when a jagged edge of his
briefcase accidentally tore her miniskirt. Before the man could
apologize, the girl said with a Buddha hand gesture, "No worries,
honey, I'm the same as you down there."

Rawalpindi, Pakistan
A man was walking past a young girl, when a jagged edge of his
briefcase accidentally tore her miniskirt. Before the man could
apologize, his burqa-clad wife nudged him hard and said, "What's the
matter, are you day-dreaming of mini-skirts again?"

New Delhi, India
A man was walking past a young girl, when a jagged edge of his
briefcase accidentally tore her miniskirt. Before the man could
apologize, Arnab Goswami was on Times Now, yelling, "Times Now is the first TV channel to bring you this outrageous event. It is a Times now exclusive. We assure you, we shall track this sordid story to the very end. The nation is watching!" The PM must answer??

This puzzle is called Lateral Thinking.


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Board


Ans. = man overboard


Stand
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I


Ans. = I understand




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Ans. = reading between the lines


R
Road
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Ans. = cross road



Cycle
Cycle
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Ans. = tricycle



0
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M.D.
Ph.D.



Ans. = two degrees below zero

A small argument between a couple turns violent.
Husband says: Don't let the animal in me come out.
Wife replies: Who's afraid of a mouse!!!

A Philosopher HUSBAND said:- Every WIFE is a Mistress' of her Husband...

"Miss" for first year & "Stress" for rest of the life...