Monday, August 9, 2010
Don't copy if you can't paste
in training. Among the facilitators were many well-known motivational
speakers. One such speaker boldly approached the pulpit and, gathering
the entire crowd's attention, said, "The best years of my life were
spent in the arms of a woman who wasn't my wife!" The crowd was shocked!
He followed up by saying, "That woman was my mother!" The crowd burst
into laughter and he gave his speech, which was well received.
About a week later, one of the ministers who had attended the seminar
decided to use that joke in his sermon. As he shyly approached the
pulpit one sunny Sunday, he tried to rehearse the joke in his head. It
was a bit foggy to him. Getting to the microphone he said loudly, "The
greatest years of my life were spent in the arms of a woman who was not
my wife!"His congregation sat shocked, murmuring. After standing there for
Moral of the story: Don't copy if you can't paste................
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Friday, August 6, 2010
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Rashid Rana - Photographer ( from the Economist)
Contemporary photography from Pakistan
Spicing up Musée Guimet
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Myths explained....
- Jaya: an illustrated retelling of the Mahabharata (Penguin, India)
- 7 secrets from Hindu calendar art (Westland)
- Myth=Mithya: A Handbook of Hindu Mythology (Penguin, India)
- Book of Ram (Penguin India).
- Mythos in First City Magazine, New Delhi
- Management Mythos in Corporate Dossier, Economic Times
- DevLok in Sunday Mid-day, Mumbai
RECYCLING
One of his disciples approached him and said humbly "Oh my teacher ! While you are so much concerned about the world and others, why don't you look in to the welfare and needs of your own disciples also."
Buddha: "OK.. Tell me how I can help you"
Disciple: "Master! My attire is worn out and is beyond the decency to wear the same. Can I get a new one, please?"
Buddha found the robe indeed was in a bad condition and needed replacement. He asked the store keeper to give the disciple a new robe to wear on. The disciple thanked Buddha and retired to his room.
A while later, Buddha went to his disciple's place and asked him "Is your new attire comfortable? Do you need anything more?"
Disciple: "Thank you my Master. The attire is indeed very comfortable. I need nothing more"
Buddha: "Having got the new one, what did you do with your old attire?"
Disciple: "I am using it as my bed spread"
Buddha: "Then.. hope you have disposed off your old bed spread"
Disciple: " No.. no.. master. I am using my old bedspread as my window curtain"
Buddha: " What about your old Curtain?"
Disciple: "Being used to handle hot utensils in the kitchen"
Buddha: "Oh.. I see.. Can you tell me what did they do with the old cloth they used in Kitchen"
Disciple: "They are being used to wash the floor."
Buddha:" Then, the old rug being used to wash the floor...?"
Disciple: "Master, since they were torn off so much, we could not find any better use, but to use as a twig in the oil lamp, which is right now lit in your study room...."
Buddha smiled in contentment and left for his room.
