Wednesday, 19 June 2013

i am an engineer

Written by an Indian Software
Engineer. A Bitter Reality: As the dream of most parents I
had acquired a degree in
Software Engineering and
joined a company based in USA,
the land of braves and
opportunity. When I arrived in the USA, it
was as if a dream had come
true. Here at last I was in the place
where I want to be. I decided I
would be staying in this country
for about Five years in which
time I would have earned
enough money to settle down in India. My father was a government
employee and after his
retirement, the only asset he
could acquire was a decent one
bedroom flat. I wanted to do some thing
more than him. I started feeling
homesick and lonely as the time
passed. I used to call home and
speak to my parents every
week using cheap international phone cards. Two years passed,
two years of Burgers at
McDonald's and pizzas and
discos and 2 years watching the
foreign exchange
rate getting happy whenever the Rupee value went down. Finally I
decided to get married.
Told my parents that I have
only 10 days of holidays and
everything must be done
within these 10 days. I got my
ticket booked in the cheapest flight. Was jubilant and was
actually enjoying hopping for
gifts for all my friends back
home. If I miss anyone then
there will be talks. After
reaching home I spent home one week going through all the
photographs of girls and as the
time was getting shorter I was
forced to select one candidate. In-laws told me, to my surprise,
that I would have to get
married in 2-3 days, as I will
not get anymore holidays. After
the marriage, it was time to
return to USA, after giving some money to my parents and
telling the neighbors to look
after them, we returned to USA. My wife enjoyed this country
for about two months and then
she started feeling lonely. The
frequency of calling India
increased to twice in a week
sometimes 3 times a week. Our savings started diminishing. After two
more years we
started to have kids. Two lovely
kids, a boy and a girl, were
gifted to us by the almighty.
Every time I spoke to my
parents, they asked me to come to India so that they can see
their grand-children. Every year I decide to go to
India. But part work part
monetary conditions prevented
it. Years went by and visiting
India was a distant dream.
Then suddenly one day I got a message that my parents were
seriously sick. I tried but I
couldn't get any holidays and
thus could not go to India. The
next message I got was my
parents had passed away and as there was no one to do the
last rights the society members
had done whatever they could.
I was depressed. My parents
had passed away without
seeing their grand children. After couple more years passed
away, much to my children's
dislike and my wife's joy we
returned to India to settle
down. I started to look for a
suitable property, but to my dismay my savings were short
and the property prices had
gone up during all these years. I
had to return to the USA. My wife refused to come back
with me and my children
refused to stay in India. My 2
children and I returned to USA
after promising my wife I
would be back for good after two years. Time passed by, my daughter
decided to get married to an
American and my son was
happy living in USA. I decided
had enough and wound-up every thing and returned to
India. I had just enough money
to buy a decent 02 bedroom flat
in a well-developed locality. Now I am 60 years old and the
only time I go out of the flat is
for the routine visit to the
nearby temple. My faithful wife
has also left me and gone to the
holy abode. Sometimes I wondered was it
worth all this? My father, even after staying in
India, had a house to his name
and I too have the same
nothing more. I lost my parents and children
for just ONE EXTRA BEDROOM. Looking out from the window I
see a lot of children dancing.
This damned cable TV has
spoiled our new generation and
these children are losing their
values and culture because of it. I get occasional cards from my
children asking I am alright.
Well at least they remember

Sunday, 28 April 2013

a story

So... Heart touching story...
If you have tym just read n feel
it Boy: Hey, hun! Girl: Hey. Boy: I missed you at school
today. Why weren't you there? Girl: Yeah, I had to go to the
doctor. Boy: Oh really? Why? Girl: Oh, nothing. Just some
annual shots, that's all. Boy: Oh. Girl: So what did we do in math
today? Boy: You didn't miss anything
that great, just a lot of notes. Girl: Ok, good. Boy: Yeah. Girl: Hey,
I have a question... Boy: Ok, ask away. Girl: much do you love
me? Boy: You know I love you more
than anything in this world. Girl: Yeah... Boy: Why did you ask? Girl:
...>silence<... Boy: Is something wrong? Girl: No. Nothing at all.
Girl: much do you care
about me? Boy: I would give you the world
in a heartbeat if I could. Girl: You would? Boy: Yeah of course I would.
>sounding worried< Is there
something wrong? Girl: No, everything's fine... Boy: Are you sure?
Girl: Yeah. Boy: Okay...I hope so. Girl: ..........would you die for
me? Boy: I would take a bullet for
you anyday, hun. Girl: Really? Boy: Anyday. Now, seriously, is
there something wrong? Girl: No, I'm fine. You're fine.
We're fine. Everyone and
everything is fine. Boy: ......okay. Girl: ....well, I have to go. I'll see
you tomorrow at school. Boy: Alright, bye. I LOVE YOU! Girl: Yeah...I
love you, too. Bye. THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL: Boy: Hey, have you seen my
girlfriend today? Friend: No. Boy: Oh. Friend: She wasn't here
yesterday, either. Boy: I know. She was acting all
weird on the phone last night. Friend: Well, dude, you know
how girls are sometimes. Boy: Yeah, but not her. Friend: I don't know what else
to say, man. Boy: Okay, well I gotta get to
english. I'll see ya after school. Friend: Yeah I gotta get to
science. Later. THAT NIGHT: -ring- -ring- -ring- Girl: Hello? Boy:
Hey. Girl: Oh, hi. Boy: Why weren't you at school
today? Girl: Uh, I had another
appointment with the doctor. Boy: Are you sick? Girl: ……, I have to go. My
mom's calling on the other line. Boy: I'll wait. Girl: It may take a
while. I'll call
you later. Boy: Alright…………I love you. >very long pause< Girl: (with a
tear in her eye)
Look, I think we should break
up. Boy: What!? Girl: It's the best thing for us
right now. Boy: Why?? Girl: I love you. -click- THE GIRL DOESN'T COME TO
DOESNT ANSWER HER PHONE. Boy: Hey dude. Friend: Hey. Boy: What's up?
Friend: Nothing. Hey…have you
talked to your ex lately? Boy: No. Friend: So you didn't hear? Boy:
Hear what? Friend: Um, I don't know if I
should be the one to tell you… Boy: dude, what the hell just tell
me! Friend: Uh….call this number…
433-555-3468 Boy: Ok… BOY CALLS NUMBER AFTER
SCHOOL -ring- -ring- -ring- Voice: Hello, Suppam County
Hospital. This is Nurse Beckham.
Boy: Uh, I must have the wrong
number. I'm looking for my
Voice: What is their name, sir? (boy gives info)
Voice: Yes, this is the right
number. She's one of our
patients here.
Boy: Really? Why? What
happened??? How is she??? Voice: Her room number is 646
in building A, suite 3.
Voice: Please come by, sir, and
you can see her. Goodbye.
HOSPITAL BED. Boy: Oh my God, are u okay??
Girl: ..................
Boy: Sweetie!! Talk to me!!
Girl: I..........
Boy: You what?? YOU WHAT???
Girl: I have cancer and I'm on life support.
Boy: .....................>breaks into
Girl: They're taking me off
Boy: Why?? Girl: I wanted to tell you, but I
couldn't .
Boy: Why didn't you tell me????
Girl: I didn't want to hurt you.
Boy: You could never hurt me.
Girl: I just wanted to see if you felt about me the same as I felt
about you.
Boy: …?
Girl: I love you more than
anything. I would give you the
world in a heartbeat. I would die for you and take a bullet for
Boy: (crying)
Girl: Don't be sad. I love you and
I'll always be here with you
Boy: Then why did you break up with me?
Nurse: Young man, visiting
hours are over. The boy leaves and later that
night the girl is taken off of life
support and dies, but what the
boy didn't know is that the girl
only asked him those questions
so she could hear him say it one last time. She only broke up
with him because she knew she
only had 3 more weeks left to
live and thought that it would
cause him less pain and give
him time to get over her before she died. NEXT DAY The boy is found dead with a
gun in one hand and a note in
the other. THE NOTE SAID: "I told her that I would take a
bullet for her, just like she said
she would die for me." :'( :'(

Friday, 12 April 2013

she loves U

Love her ... When she sips on
your coffee.
She only wants to make sure it
tastes just right for YOU! Love her... When she is jealous.
Out of all the men she can have,
she chose YOU! Love her... When her cooking is
She tries for YOU! Love her... When she makes you
watch corny love dramas while
the sport is on.
She wants to share these
moments with YOU! Love her... When she spends
hours to get ready.
She only wants to look her best
for YOU! Love her... When often her eyes
water suddenly.
She actually had a thought of
losing YOU! Take time to make her feel
Dedicated to all the wonderful
girls U know..!!

Monday, 11 March 2013

its PAINful

People are afraid of
themselves, of their own
reality; their feelings most of
all. People talk about how great
love is, but that's bullshit. Love
hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is
evil and dangerous. How can
they deal with love if they're
afraid to feel? Pain is meant to
wake us up. People try to hide
their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like
a radio. You feel your strength
in the experience of pain. It's all
in how you carry it. That's what
matters. Pain is a feeling. Your
feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel
ashamed of them, and hide
them, you're letting society
destroy your reality. You should
stand up for your right to feel
your pain comment freaking true ♥

Thursday, 31 January 2013

why women cry :(

A little boy asked his mother,
"Why are you crying?" "Because
I'm a woman," she told him.
"I don't understand," he said.
His Mom just hugged him and
said, "And you never will." Later the little boy asked his
father, "Why does mother seem
to cry for no reason?" "All women cry for no reason,"
was all his dad could say. The little boy grew up and
became a man, still wondering
why women cry. Finally he put in a call to God.
When God got on the phone, he
asked, "God, why do women cry
so easily?" God said, "When I made the
woman she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong
enough to carry the weight of
the world, yet gentle enough to give
comfort. I gave her an inner strength to
endure childbirth and the
rejection that many times
comes from her children. I gave her a hardness that
allows her to keep going when
everyone else gives up, and
take care of her family through
sickness and fatigue without
complaining. I gave her the sensitivity to
love her children under any and
all circumstances, even when
her child has hurt her very
badly. I gave her strength to carry her
husband through his faults and
fashioned her from his rib to
protect his heart. I gave her wisdom to know
that a good husband never
hurts his wife, but sometimes
tests her strengths and her
resolve to stand beside him
unfalteringly. And finally, I gave her a tear to
shed. This is hers exclusively to
use whenever it is needed." "You see my son," said God,
"the beauty of a woman is not
in the clothes she wears, the
figure that she carries, or the
way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must
be seen in her eyes, because
that is the doorway to her heart
- the place where love resides." You now have two choices.
Like this photo and move on
with your life

Wednesday, 9 January 2013

MORAL for your life

There once lived a great
mathematician in a village. He
was often called by the local
king to advice on matters
related to the economy. Once a village headman told
"You may be a great
mathematician who advises
the king on economic matters
but your son does not know the value of gold or silver." The
mathematician called his
son and asked,
"What is more valuable - gold or
"Gold," said the son. "That is correct. Why is it then
that the village headman
makes fun of you, claims you do
not know the value of gold or
asked father. "Every day on my way to
school, the village headman
calls me to his house. There, in
front of all village elders, he
holds out a silver coin in one
hand and a gold coin in other. He asks me to pick up the more
valuable coin. I pick the silver
coin. He laughs, the elders jeer,
and everyone makes fun of me.
And then I go to school."
Said son. "Why don't you pick up the gold
he asked. "The day I pick up the gold coin
the game will stop. They will
stop having fun and I will stop
making money."
son said. Moral:
Sometimes in life, we have to
play the fool because our
seniors and our peers, and
sometimes even our juniors like
it..! That does not mean we lose in the game of life. It just
means allowing others to win
in one arena of the game, while
we win in the other arena of
the game.