Wednesday, 30 May 2012

Funny dailogue..

## Iga chuskondri......
getlundi raa..... etla chepalno telustha ledanna.... em bey.....
ante antha manchigundanna .... piana nunchi neche dhaka acham kukka lekana undanna.... kukkani geesthe kukka lekka gaka nii leeka untadi bey................

arey dani kuda chupiyandra kush avthadi...... entlunadee nii bomma....... urke kadilnav lekunte masthugosthunde.....
arey edi emi rov moruguthunaddi.........
danni chusi inkkoka kukka pilla vachindannu kuntundanna.......... 


Monday, 28 May 2012

Inspirational Story :)


"I remember a mini-Paradigm Shift I experienced one Sunday morning on a subway in New York. People were sitting quietly -- some reading newspapers, some lost in thought, some resting with their eyes closed. It was a calm, peaceful scene. Then suddenly, a man and his children entered the subway car. The children were so loud and rambunctious that instantly the whole climate changed.

"The man sat down next to me and closed his eyes, apparently oblivious to the situation. The children were yelling back and forth, throwing things, even grabbing people's papers. It was very disturbing. And yet, the man sitting next to me did nothing.

"It was difficult not to feel irritated. I could not believe that he could be so insensitive to let his children run wild like that and do nothing about it, taking no responsibility at all. It was easy to see that everyone else on the subway felt irritated, too. So finally, with what I felt was unusual patience and restraint, I turned to him and said, "Sir, your children are really disturbing a lot of people. I wonder if you couldn't control them a little more?"

"The man lifted his gaze as if to come to a consciousness of the situation for the first time and said softly, 'Oh, you're right. I guess I should do something about it. We just came from the hospital where their mother died about an hour ago. I don't know what to think, and I guess they don't know how to handle it either.'

"Can you imagine what I felt at that moment? My paradigm shifted. Suddenly I saw things differently, I felt differently, I behaved differently. My irritation vanished. I didn't have to worry about controlling my attitude or my behavior; my heart was filled with the man's pain. Feelings of sympathy and compassion flowed freely. "Your wife just died? Oh, I'm so sorry. Can you tell me about it? What can I do to help?" Everything changed in an instant.

"Many people experience a similar fundamental shift in thinking when they face a life-threatening crisis and suddenly see their priorities in a different light, or when they suddenly step into a new role, such as that of husband or wife, parent or grandparent, manager or leader.

"It becomes obvious that if we want to make relatively minor changes in our lives, we can perhaps appropriately focus on our attitudes and behaviors. But if we want to make significant, quantum change, we need to work on our basic paradigms.

"In the words of Thoreau, 'For every thousand hacking at the leaves of evil, there is one striking at the root.' We can only achieve quantum improvements in our lives as we quit hacking at the leaves of attitude and behavior and get to work on the root, the paradigms from which our attitudes and behaviors flow.

Wednesday, 16 May 2012

అద్భుతమైన paintings


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Tuesday, 15 May 2012

short inspiring story :)



Luxury Bus



Sunday, 13 May 2012

Carry me please !!!.......a so touching story


When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. 

Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. 

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? 

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! 

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. 

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. 
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. 

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again. 

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage. 

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. 

She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request. 

I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully. 

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside 
the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office. 

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her. 

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. 

On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. 

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily. 

Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. 

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day. 

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy. 

I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore. 

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. 

Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. 

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart. 

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. 
My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband.... 

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!!! 

So take care of your beloved one as you may wake up one day and know that she is no longer there

Saturday, 12 May 2012

Funny pics :)


O Re Chiraiyya - Satyamev Jayate (Telugu Version)


Friday, 11 May 2012

పెళ్ళైన 7 స౦వత్సరాలకి మగాళ్ళు మారతార౦ట!! నిజమా!!!

పెళ్ళైన కొత్తలో : గంట కోక సారి I love U, I love U, I love U
పెళ్ళైన 7 నెలలకి: అప్పుడప్పుడు I love U
7 స౦వత్సరాలకి: వెధవ అనుమానాలు నువ్వునూ, నీ మీద ప్రేమ లేక పొతే పెళ్లి ఎ౦దుకు చెసుకు౦టాను 
------ ఆఫీసు ను౦డి రాగానే:
పెళ్ళైన కొత్తలో : పొద్దుటి ను౦డి ఆఫీసు ఎప్పుడైపోతుందా అని చూస్తున్నాను 
పెళ్ళైన 7 నెలలకి: హాయ్ డార్లి౦గ్ నేను వచ్చేసా 
7 స౦వత్సరాలకి: ఆఫీసులో పనులతో చాలా విసుగొచ్చేస్తోంది, కొద్దిగా వేడివేడిగా ఓ కాఫీ ఇవ్వు
-------- బహుమతి:
పెళ్ళైన కొత్తలో : స్వీట్ హార్ట్ మన ప్రేమకి గుర్తుగా నీకోసం ఈ వు౦గర౦ తెచ్చాను, నచ్చి౦దా
పెళ్ళైన 7 నెలలకి: ఏమోయ్ నీకోసం ఈ చీర తెచ్చాను, నీకు చాలా బాగు౦టు౦ది
7 స౦వత్సరాలకి: ఈ డబ్బులు తీసుకుని ప౦డగకి నీకు నచ్చి౦ది కొనుక్కో
పెళ్ళైన కొత్తలో : అబ్బా, ఈ కూరని ఇ౦త రుచిగా వ౦డొచ్చని నాకు ఈవేళే తెలిసింది
పెళ్ళైన 7 నెలలకి: ఈ రోజు వ౦టే౦టొయ్?
7 స౦వత్సరాలకి: మళ్లీ ఇదే కూరా?

-------ఏదైనా పొరపాటు చేస్తే:
పెళ్ళైన కొత్తలో : పరవాలేదులే
పెళ్ళైన 7 నెలలకి: కొద్దిగా చూసుకుని జాగ్రత్తగా చెయ్యి
7 స౦వత్సరాలకి: ఎన్ని సార్లు చెప్పినా నీ బుర్రకెక్కదా
------- కొత్త బట్టలు వేసుకు౦టే:
పెళ్ళైన కొత్తలో : వావ్, ఈ వేళ చాలా అ౦ద౦గా వున్నావ్
పెళ్ళైన 7 నెలలకి: మళ్లీ కొత్త బట్టలు కొనుక్కున్నావా
7 స౦వత్సరాలకి: బిల్లు ఎ౦త వదిలిచ్చావు తల్లీ
------శలవులు వస్తే :
పెళ్ళైన కొత్తలో : ఊటి లేదా కొడైకెనాల్ వెళ్దామా
పెళ్ళైన 7 నెలలకి: మీ అమ్మా వాళ్ళ దగ్గరకి వెళ్లి వద్దామా
7 స౦వత్సరాలకి: ఇప్పుడు ఇ౦ట్లో అ౦త కష్ట౦ ఏమొచ్చి౦ద౦ట, ఊరెల్తానికి
-----TV చూడ్డ౦ గురు౦చి:
పెళ్ళైన కొత్తలో : ఏ చానల్ చుద్దా౦ డియర్?
పెళ్ళైన 7 నెలలకి: ఈ ప్రోగ్రాం బాగు౦టు౦ది ఇది చూద్దాం సరేనా
పెళ్ళైన 7 నెలలకి: పగల౦తా ఏదో ఒకటి చూస్తానే వు౦టావుగా, కాసేపు నన్ను ప్రశా౦త౦గా చూడనీ!!!

Wednesday, 9 May 2012

I caught him!!:) ( inspirational story)

Once upon a time ...........

A business executive was deep in debt and could see no way out. Creditors were closing in on him. Suppliers were demanding payment. He sat on the park bench, head in hands, wondering if anything could save his company from bankruptcy.

Suddenly an old man appeared before him. "I can see that something is troubling you," he said. After listening to the executive's woes, the old man said, "I believe I can help you." He asked the man his name, wrote out a check, and pushed it into his hand saying, "Take this money. Meet me here exactly one year from today, and you can pay me back at that time." Then he turned and disappeared as quickly as he had come.

The business executive saw in his hand a check for $500,000, signed by John D. Rockefeller, then one of the richest men in the world!

"I can erase my money worries in an instant!" he realized.Nonetheless, the executive decided to put the check in his safe first. Just knowing it was there, would give him the strength to work out away to save his business, he thought.

With renewed optimism, he negotiated better deals and got extended terms of payment from creditors. Soon he could close some big sales. Within a few months, he was out of debt and making money once again.

Exactly a year later, he returned to the park with that uncashed check. The old man did not appear for some time yet the business executive decided to wait for a while more. A while late

the old man came along the way but seemed to be unmindful of the business executive. He stopped the old man and was about the hand over the cheque with a few words of thanks as well as share his success story.

At the same time, he saw a nurse come running up and grabbing the old man. "I'm so glad I caught him!" she cried. "I hope he hasn't been bothering you. He's always escaping from the rest home and telling people he's John D. Rockefeller." And she led the old man away by the arm.

The astonished executive just stood there, stunned. All year long he'd been wheeling and dealing, buying and selling, convinced he had half a million dollars behind him. Suddenly, he realized that it wasn't the money, real or imagined, that had turned his life around. It was his new found self-confidence that gave him the power to achieve anything he went after. He understood that Confidence is nothing but the distant vision held positively no matter what comes in between. It comes from one's own commitment and dedication and entirely internal.

Monday, 7 May 2012

A story with a Moral


A young couple move into a new locality. The next morning while they are eating breakfast, the young woman sees her neighbour hanging the clothes outside the balcony. “That clothes don’t lookto be very clean”, she said.

“She doesn’t know to wash correctly. Perhaps she needs a better washing soap. “Her husband looked on, but remained silent. Every time her neighbour would hang her washing to dry, the young woman would make the same comments.

Some time later, the woman was surprised to see a nice clean laundry on the line and said to her husband: “Look, she has learned how to wash correctly. I wonder who taught her this.”

“The husband said, “I got up early this morning and cleaned our windows”

If our windows are dirty so will we see others as dirty too. What we see in others is indeed a reflection of our inner-selves! So it is with life that what we see when watching others depends on the purity of the window through which we look. It is easy for us to condemn, discuss other people, their lives & things that really doesn’t even concern us and we tend to forget – our windows may not be that clean after all!

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