ME
hi Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away
Saturday, 31 December 2011
Monday, 26 December 2011
LAST MOMENT OF 2011.
HI. its december 27th the last moment of 2011. so the year was really memorable for me.
really this year was very lucky for me......
really this year was very lucky for me......
Tuesday, 13 December 2011
Tuesday, 22 November 2011
syntel
hi...........
friend i clear all my round of syntel result may be out after 7 days....
feel happy.... thanks to god.
i will select or not depend upon the result . so. i pray for god for a +ve result..
ok....... bye gud nyte
friend i clear all my round of syntel result may be out after 7 days....
feel happy.... thanks to god.
i will select or not depend upon the result . so. i pray for god for a +ve result..
ok....... bye gud nyte
Thursday, 17 November 2011
syntel
hi......friends u know i qualified in syntel written test..
so on 20/11 we have campus drive of syntel in our college.
where i have to appear in gd , then technical round and then hr round i don't know what will happen
so.. very excited...
ok.. bye gud nyte........
so on 20/11 we have campus drive of syntel in our college.
where i have to appear in gd , then technical round and then hr round i don't know what will happen
so.. very excited...
ok.. bye gud nyte........
Saturday, 12 November 2011
syntel
hi... fnd u know we had a campus drive of syntel .. actually it was a online exam..
well i don't know what i had done. result is not public .
gn
well i don't know what i had done. result is not public .
gn
Tuesday, 1 November 2011
Tuesday, 18 October 2011
visit to puri
last friday(14.10.11) day we had a visit to puri. actually my friends had arranged all this visit . really we had a good time at puri.
we enjoy a lot , also had our bath at sea beach and visit to puri temple ,
i was along with mantu,intu ,mithun,lucky,bibhu,silu,and santanu. it was really a memorable journey .
so these were so of my good memory.. i miss it.
we enjoy a lot , also had our bath at sea beach and visit to puri temple ,
i was along with mantu,intu ,mithun,lucky,bibhu,silu,and santanu. it was really a memorable journey .
so these were so of my good memory.. i miss it.
Friday, 30 September 2011
something to know
It has come to my attention that most people have no good stories. If you ask people to tell their best stories, you get blank stares and then something along the lines of “Well, once I lost my wallet.”
This has long puzzled me because I’m full of stories. How could I have so many, and other people have so few?
My brother made the same observation recently. Like me, he has plenty of stories that would make your jaw drop. And he noticed that other people seem to have none. One theory for this apparent discrepancy is that everyone’s life includes plenty of fascinating events but few people organize them in their memories as stories.
I have the same facility for jokes, which are essentially little stories. If I hear a joke once, I own it forever. Usually I’ll remember some seed of the joke – a key word or concept, and I can reproduce the rest of it by understanding how jokes are constructed. Apparently I have a story-oriented brain.
Now I suppose I owe you a story. Fair enough. I’ll pull one from the bag.
Several years ago, I thought of a patentable idea. It might be my best idea ever. The idea combines electronic calendars, such at Outlook, with advertising. So if, for example, you scheduled on your calendar “paint house,” that information would be sent anonymously to a service where house painters could offer themselves. The vendors – painters in this example – wouldn’t know who you are. All they would know is that someone in your zip code plans to have his house painted on a particular date.
Painters would respond through the system with rates and other information about their service. Most important, they would only respond if they were available to do the work on that day. None of their advertisements would appear on your computer until you clicked to view them. It’s the ultimate form of advertisement: It applies to you specifically, and you don’t need to see it unless you want to.
The system would check your calendar for all sorts of key words, from “vacation” to “birthday” to “graduation,” and match them with vendors that might be of interest. And of course you would have to check a box to “publish” your calendar entry. Nothing personal would be sent to the system.
My idea would have been a “process patent,” involving the system that keeps users anonymous and negotiates which vendors get through the filter. I imagined that vendors would pay to be part of the service.
Anyway, I hired a patent lawyer, searched to make sure no one already had the patent, and submitted my idea. I looked forward to selling the patent to Microsoft for a billion dollars.
A few days later, I went to the gym. I was working out on the resistance machines and noticed that some guy kept staring at me. Eventually he introduced himself. He recognized me as “the Dilbert guy” and wondered if I would be interested in doing something to benefit his start-up company. I asked what his company’s future product would be. A few sentences into his description, I interrupted him. “Hold on,” I said. “I have to stop you there because the service you’re describing – and you won’t believe this – I just submitted for a patent.”
“What?” he asked.
Somehow, in the most ridiculous coincidence of my entire life, we were both working on the same idea at the same time, and ended up talking about it at a gym in San Ramon. When I described my patent application, he confirmed that it was essentially the same idea as his. Sadly for me, his patent application was in the mail a month or so before mine. Talk about your “oh shit” moments.
A few years later, I got my response from the patent office. They found an existing patent, about five years old, that they thought covered my idea. In my view, the existing patent had no resemblance to my idea, and didn’t explain the service that my patent was designed to accommodate. But the existing patent was so broad it could be construed that way. So I didn’t get my patent, and, I assume, neither did the guy I met at the gym.
Life is 10% effort and 90% lucky timing.
Wednesday, 28 September 2011
small story
A young man was getting ready to graduate college. For
many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's
showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told
him that was all he wanted.
As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited
signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the
morning of his graduation his father called him into his private
study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine
son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son
a beautiful wrapped gift box.
Curious, but somewhat disappointed the young man
opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible. Angrily,
he raised his voice at his father and said, "With all your money you
give me a Bible?" and stormed out of the house, leaving the holy
book.
Many years passed and the young man was very successful in
business.
He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his
father was very old, and thought perhaps he should go to him. He
had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make
arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had
passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He
needed to come home immediately and take care things.
When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and
regret filled his heart.
He began to search his father's important papers and
saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago. With
tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. As he
read those words, a car key dropped from an envelope
taped behind the Bible.
It had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the
sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation,
and the words...PAID IN FULL.
How many times do we miss God's blessings because they are not
packaged as we expected?
many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's
showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told
him that was all he wanted.
As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited
signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the
morning of his graduation his father called him into his private
study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine
son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son
a beautiful wrapped gift box.
Curious, but somewhat disappointed the young man
opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible. Angrily,
he raised his voice at his father and said, "With all your money you
give me a Bible?" and stormed out of the house, leaving the holy
book.
Many years passed and the young man was very successful in
business.
He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his
father was very old, and thought perhaps he should go to him. He
had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make
arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had
passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He
needed to come home immediately and take care things.
When he arrived at his father's house, sudden sadness and
regret filled his heart.
He began to search his father's important papers and
saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago. With
tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. As he
read those words, a car key dropped from an envelope
taped behind the Bible.
It had a tag with the dealer's name, the same dealer who had the
sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation,
and the words...PAID IN FULL.
How many times do we miss God's blessings because they are not
packaged as we expected?
Monday, 26 September 2011
Good Quotations
Friday, 16 September 2011
Tuesday, 13 September 2011
A SMALL STORY
Two butterflies were in love.......
One day, they decided to play Hide n Seek..
During the play..
Boy Butterfly - "A small game within us"
Girl Butterfly - "OK"
Boy Butterfly - "The one who sits in this flower tomorrow early in
the morning.....that one loves the other one more....."
Girl Butterfly - "OK"
Next morning, the boy butterfly waits for the flower to open so that
he can sit before the girl butterfly does......
Finally, the flower opened.,....
What did he see.....?????..
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.The girl butterfly had died inside the flower..
She stayed there all night......so that early in the morning......as
soon as she sees him.......she can fly to him and tell him how much she loved him.......
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