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Family Problem?Two men met at a bus stop and struck up a conversation.One of them kept complaining of family problems.Finally, the other man said:"You think you have family problems? Listen to my situation.""A few years ago, I met a young widow with a grown-up daughter. We got married and got myself a stepdaughter. Later, my father married my stepdaughter. That made my stepdaughter, my

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Holy Humour1. There was a church that had problems with outsiders parking in its parking lots, so they put up a sign: CHURCH CAR PARK - FOR MEMBERS ONLY. Trespassers will be baptized!2. "No, God - No Peace. Know God - Know Peace."3. "Free Trip to heaven. Details Inside!"4. "Try our Sundays. They are better than Baskin Robbins."5. "Searching for a new look? Have your faith lifted here!"6. An ad

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NAMASTE to all. Why do we do namaste?Why do we do namaste? Indians greet each other with namaste. The two palms are placed together in front of the chest and the head bows whilst saying the word namaste. This greeting is for all – people younger than us, of our own age, those older than friends, even strangers and us. While singing the praises of namaste, it should be observed how efficient a

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Attitude = 100%A small truth to make our Lifes 100%.......If A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Is equal to 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 Then H+A+R+D+W+O+R+K = 8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98% only K+N+O+W+L+E+D+G+E = 11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96% only L+O+V+E=12+15+22+5=54% only L+U+C+K = 12+21+3+11 = 47% don't most of us think this is most

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Statements of our near and dear ones under various situations:RESULT AGAR ACHCHA HO:Maa - Bhagwan ki kripa hai.Papa - Beta Kiska Hai.Dost - Chal Daaru Peete hain.RESULT AGAR BURA HO:Maa - Aag lage is college main.Papa - Laad pyar ne bigaad diya.Dost - Chal Daaru Peete hain.NAUKRI LAGNE PAR:Maa - Apni sehat ka khyal rakhnaPapa - Khoob Mehnat se kaam karnaDost - Chal Daaru Peete hainNAUKRI CHHOTNE

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Tongue Twisters - Try it outMr. See owned a saw.And Mr. Soar owned a seesaw. Now See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw Before Soar saw See, Which made Soar sore.Had Soar seen See's saw Before See sawed Soar's seesaw, See's saw would not have sawed Soar's seesaw. So See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw.But it was sad to see Soar so sore Just because See's saw sawed Soar's seesawI wish to wish the wish you wish

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Effective CommunicationJack and Max are walking from religious service. Jack wonders whether it would be all right to smoke while praying. Max replies, "Why don't you ask the Priest?" So Jack goes up to the Priest and asks, "Priest,may I smoke while I pray?" But the Priest says, "No, my son, you may not. That's utter disrespect to our religion." Jack goes back to his friend and tells him what the

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Blood Groups...Here I will tell About some Blood realated information:Do You Know? Blood type and Rh How many people have it? O + 40 % O - 7 % A + 34 % A - 6 % B + 8 % B - 1 % AB + 3 % AB - 1 % Does Your Blood Type Reveal Your Personality? According to a Japanese institute that does research on blood types, there are certain personality traits that seem to match up with certain blood types. How

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Ultimte truthWhenever I find the key to success, someone changes the lock. To Err is human, to forgive is not a COMPANY policy. The road to success…….. is always under construction. Alcohol doesn't solve any problems, but if you think again, neither does Milk.. In order to get a Loan, you first need to prove that you don't need it. All the desirable things in life are either illegal, expensive or

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Sixth SenseA father put his three year old daughter to bed, told her a story and listened to her prayers which she ended by saying "God bless Mommy, God bless daddy, God bless grandma and good-bye grandpa."The father asked, "Why did you say good-bye grandpa?"The little girl said, "I don't know daddy, it just seemed like the thing to do." The next day grandpa died. The father thought it was a

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CIGARETTE:A pinch of tobaccorolled in paperwith fire at one endand a fool at the other!MARRIAGE:It's an agreementwhereina man loses his bachelor degreeand a woman gains her masterLECTURE:An art of transmitting Informationfrom the notes of the lecturerto the notes of studentswithout passing through the mindsof eitherCONFERENCE:The confusion of one manmultiplied by thenumber presentCOMPROMISE:The

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Flaw & Reward - Moral storyA water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which he carried across his neck.. One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full.For a full two years this went on daily, with the

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10 Things you don’t know about NOKIA1) The ringtone “Nokia tune” is actually based on a 19th century guitar work named “Gran Vals” by Spanish musician Francisco Tárrega. The Nokia Tune was originally named “Grande Valse” on Nokia phones but was changed to “Nokia Tune” around 1998 when it became so well known that people referred to it as the “Nokia Tune.”2) The world’s first commercial GSM call

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This is an actual letter (taken from the Times of India ) in response to a `Marriage Proposal' advertisement.Madam, I am one young gentleman living only with myself in Patna . I am seeing your advertisement for marriage purpose in the daily newspaper. So I decide to press myself on you and I am hopping you will make the marriage with me.I am the son of my father & mother of agriculture family

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BOY: A, B, CGIRL: What?BOY: Always Be CarefulGIRL: ahan then?BOY: D, E, F, GGirl : ??BOY: Don't Ever Forget ThatGIRL: ForGet ThatBOY: I'm H, IGirl: What H, I ?BOY: Happilly InloveGIRL: soBOY: J, K, L, M, Just Keep Loving MeGIRL: and how about N, O, P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z ?BOY: No Other Person Quite, Reasonable, Shall Treat U Very Well Xcept me You'llZee

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One girl looking out her window, one boy walking down the street. He didn't know it at the time but when she saw him her heart skipped a beat....One girl playing outside, one boy doing the same. He didn't know it at the time but she wanted to find out his name.One girl getting hurt by many boys, one boy mending her heart. He didn't know it at the time but she loved only him from the start.One

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Touching Story:A Boy loved a Girl But the Gal Hated him..Boy said that he'll change her Hatred into love & said that he'll Stand in Front of her House Till Next 100 Days.....Storms n Rains came but the boy didn't moved..The girl startd fallng in love with him on 99th day..Girl decided that she'll say that she also Loves him..With the rise of Sun of 100th day the girl Went out but the boy wasn't

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"The Perfect Man.."Gives Her One of His T-Shirts to Sleep In,Give Her One of His Hoodies; ......To Wear so everyone knows 'She's Him's..'Leaves Her Cute Text/Notes..Tells Her, She Looks Beautiful..Looks Into Her Eyes; When He Talks to Her..Lets Her Mess with His Hair..Touches Her Hair..Just walks around with Her..FORGIVES Her for Her MISTAKES..Looks at Her Like; She's the Only Girl He Sees..

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How to detect HIDDEN CAMERAS in TRIAL ROOMS ????In front of the trial room, take yr mobile and make sure that your mobile can make calls.....Then enter into the trial room, and make a call. If u can't male a call, there is a HIDDEN CAMERA....!!!!!...This is due to interference of fiber optic during signal transfer...Plz share it with all girls to save them and even with boys to save their sisters

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Kid's LOVE letter:Dear pinki,I love u. My dream i see u. Evrywhere u. U no, i live no. I come red shirt tomorow. U love i, u come red frock. I wait down mango tree. U no come, I jump tree. Sure come.Yours lovely,...tinkuUKG.. C. Sec...Girl replies...Darling,Your letter mummy see.. papa beat me n lock my room door,i no come, u no jump. i love u too.your's lovelypinkiUKG B. SEc.

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A Sweet Story:Once a girl askd a boy-Y we have units to measure Weight,Height,Force,Speed,Distance etc. Bt nothin to measure Luv,Trust, Frndshp..Y??Boy thought for a while,Took her in his arms,Lookd into her deep eyes nd said-.........Dekh....Dimag mt kha.Already physics me fail hun.. :-P

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I love you more than life itselfBut I'm afraid to love.My heart is like the fragile wingsOf a tiny little doveI'm scared to get too close.I feel that I can't win.You'll love me for a little whileThen you'll set me free again.I've lived so long on hopes and dreamsI don't know what to do.I don't think I can trust my heart,For it belongs to you.I know you'll only hurt meYet, I still keep running

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Take a look at pic 1- which has got a first aid box on the left and a newspaper box on right (which had all hindi-english-marathi-gujrati and economic times)Take a look at pic 2- which has got a tv on the top with cable (I was watching colors channel) and below tat is the tissue box. on the left is the mandir types and dont miss the "Only gandhigiri" written there , below tat is the calender

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"Keep the joy of loving God in your heart and share this joy with all you meet especially your family. Be holy – let us pray." "I once picked up a woman from a garbage dump and she was burning with fever; she was in her last days and her only lament was: ‘My son did this to me.’ I begged her: You must forgive your son. In a moment of madness, when he was not himself,

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