Thursday, July 29, 2010

An Excellent Moral

Received this today in my Inbox.

Really very nice....

Try to spent some time in reading it.......  I did.


Luv

Tejas

      An Excellent Moral

 

 

Do we have to change  ourselves to please strangers.

And if you do, you are in for life long misery.

 

Start and go ahead don't miss even a single line..  

 

 An old man, staying in a small south Indian town came to visit his son
in Bombay recently. The son in his early thirties is a successful
businessman living with his wife and son.

The father, having spent most of his life at his birthplace, hardly
understands a splatter of Hindi or English, forget Marathi. But he doesn't
care. 'I have come here to spend a few days with my son and his family.
I don't have to go out and socialize with the city people,' he said.

But the son is very excited about his father's rare visit to Bombay. He
wants to make the best of it.

He and his wife want to show him around the city. And yes, the son
enjoys those evening hours too, when he and his father go out and sit in a
good bar, sipping their favourite drink.

Face off

Last week he was in a very good mood. 'Let's go to a five star hotel's
bar tonight,' he told his father. It was a beautiful evening.

Talking about everything under the sun they had a few drinks. As usual
they were offered some salad, peanuts, wafers etc .as accompaniments
with their drinks. The old man being almost toothless was not much
interested in eating. But that day when they got up to leave, he simply took
a handful of chana (roasted grams) and stuffed it in the fold of his
dhoti. He might have thought about munching on them, sitting in the car,
or whatever.

Unfortunately while walking in the lobby, he missed a step and
stumbled.

Down he went, scattering the chana on the plush carpet.

No problem .Now try to visualize that scenario. Someone else in his
son's place would have been mortified, embarrassed to death. He might have
cursed not his father but his own self for causing this awkward
situation. 'Never again will I take my old man to such hotels', he would have
vowed.

No sir, not this son. Gently, with a smile, he helped his father get
back on his feet. Instead of feeling irritated or angry, he was amused.
He found the whole incident very funny.Laughing, they both went home and
on the way they decided to return to the same place the following
Sunday.

The old man liked the place. Liked the chana too.A son rises A few days
back, at a friend's place they both described this event and made
everybody laugh.

Weren't you embarrassed? Somebody asked the son. 'Oh, come on now'
replied the son. 'He is my father. He talks in his native language, prefers
to wear a dhoti even to a posh city hotel, takes chana from the bar to
eat later, does whatever he feels like.... So what? Why should I feel
embarrassed with his nature and habits? Nobody has a right to stop him
from doing whatever he feels comfortable with, as long as it is not
harmful to others.'

The son doesn't care what the staff in the hotel thought about that
incident.

He says 'they should be concerned only with their bills and tips. I am
concerned about my father's happiness.' The wife too totally agrees
with the husband on this issue. She feels there are enough other qualities
in her father- in- law to feel proud of.

Accept them .The above incident is not mentioned just to show the love
and devotion of a son for his father. More than love it is a matter of
understanding and a healthy respect for the other person's lifestyle.

A seventy plus old man doesn't want to change his lifestyle now. He
likes the way he eats or dresses or talks. In his eyes there is nothing
wrong with the old ways of living. And the son says, ok, fine. Every body
has a right to live as per his wish. Now at his age, why should he be
forced to learn to eat with a fork and knife, if he doesn't want to? I
will feel bad if he is doing something morally wrong or indulging in
some harmful activities. But otherwise it is fine. I am not going to try
to change him at this stage. He is my father. I love him, respect him.

Hey folks, can you think this way?

So many times we see people getting embarrassed by the so called
unsophisticated behaviour of their family members. They keep on apologizing
about their lack of class and manners or about their drawbacks to
outsiders. My wife can't speak proper English; she doesn't know what's
happening in the world, so I avoid taking her out or introducing her to my
friends and business associates...

My parents can't eat with a spoon and fork, so I don't take them to
restaurants.... My husband is working as an ordinary clerk, so I feel
awkward when I introduce him to my rich friends. My brother is mentally
challenged, so I don't feel like going out with him...

Are you plagued with such thoughts or do you meet such people who think
alike?

If you do, please ask yourself. Why do others or I feel this way?
Really what is there to feel ashamed of? Most of the people always have this
fear of other peoples' opinions and comments. What would others say?

They think and try to alter their own way of living.

Sometimes unnecessarily. What is worse is they try to change their own
people too. And when they can't, they are ashamed, angry. And
apologetic to outsiders.

In fact, these are the people who have no respect for others and no
confidence in oneself. They try to copy others, try to be what they are
not, and constantly ask for outsiders' approval for their behaviour. They
don't care about the feelings of their family members when they avoid
or belittle them.

They don't think how happy his or her family member would feel if
he/she gets an opportunity to go to some swanky restaurant or a fun- filled
party. Your wife, mother, father, little sister, and old aunt...all
those people depending on you for their happiness. If you don't fulfill
their desires, who will?

They are what they are. We are what we are. We don't have to change
ourselves to please strangers. And if you do, you are in for life long
misery.

In that case you would never dare taking your dhoti d ad relative to a
five star hotel. And your father would never sit amongst your friends
and laugh his heart out over some funny incident.

 

 


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Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Creative AT&T Advertisements.

 


 

AT&T is a cell phone carrier that knows how to make a successful promotion. Take a look at these great posters. Using just hands and a phone, American carrier recreates a popular idea of painting hands into the colors of different countries.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Friends........................

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Its friendship.......
When a person calls u by a
stupid name and never by ur own name.....
When they always get angry, whenever u tell them that u r busy and cant reply...
When they tell u everything about themselves even if its embarrassing...
When they come to c u, whenever they get a chance....
When u argue with each other on stupid things and then end up laughing....
Celebrate with ur friends......

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Friendship   is not about “I m sorry “  its about   “abbe  teri  galti hai “  

Friendship   is not about “I m there for u  “  its about   “kahan marr gaya saale  “  

Friendship   is not about “I understand “  its about   “sab teri wajah se hua Kamine  

Friendship   is not about “I care for u  “  its about   “kamino tumhe chhod ke kahan jaunga “  

Friendship   is not about “I m happy for ur success   “its about   “chal party de saale“  

Friendship   is not about “I love that girl“  its about   “saalo izzat se dekho tumhari bhabhi hai “  
Friendship   is not about “R u coming for outing tomorrow
  “ its about   “ nautanki nahi, hum kal bahar ja rahe hai “


Friendship   is not about “Get well soon
  “ its about   “ Itna piyega toh yehi hoga“  

Friendship   is not about “All the best for ur career“ its about  
bahut   hua, abhi toh switch mar saale“

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It's amazing when strangers become friends, but its sad when friends become strangers. I never want to lose u my friend!  
I met u as a stranger.
Now i have u as a friend.
I hope we meet in our next walk of life where friendship never ends.


That's My Friend

Thanks

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Friday, July 23, 2010

Namma Bengaluru... for Bangalore lovers


 


 

Bangalore Assembly – Karnataka has the most beautiful Assembly Building complex in Asia


High Court


Bangalore Palace also called Guttahalli palace belonging to Wodeyars of Mysore


Hebbal Flyover – Engineering Wonder – One of India's largest flyovers – 8.5km


Isckon Temple



Commercial Street – Shopping Paradise

             
MG Road , Bangalore


Forum Mall, Hot Shopping Mall In Bangalore

                           
Garuda Mall                            
                                                                      Sigma Mall

                                     

Utility Building – MG Road


Disciplined Traffic on Bangalore Roads


Bangalore Roads With Full Of Trees


Chinnaswamy Cricket Stadium


Interior View Of Stadium

 
Lalbagh
                                                                                                                                            Ulsoor Lake


Trinty Circle


Jal Bhavan


Electronic City – Largest Technology Park in Asia employing more than 1 lakh people



TCS IT park


TCS IT park

           
Wipro Bangalore



Intel Bangalore


Accenture Bangalore


Iflex Bangalore


Synopsys Technologies


ITPL – International Technology Park Limited


One More View Of  ITPL


One More View Of  ITPL


Oracle, Bangalore


Twin Towers, Hebbal, Bangalore


Volvo Buses(Public Transport In Bangalore) -- First City to introduce Volvo local Buses



View of Bangalore from lalbagh


Kingfisher or UB City, Bangalore


Night life in Bangalore



Diwali in Bangalore


Bird's eye view of the GARDEN CITY, IT CITY, PUB CITY, SILICON VALLEY OF INDIA
à BENGALOORU , the great


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