<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of prasad</title><link>http://cybersafety.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of prasad</description><language>en-us</language><item><title>Friend</title><description><![CDATA[<H1><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#cc0000 size=3>Everyone Needs Someone</FONT></H1><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#993399>People need people and friends need friends, <BR>And we all need love for a full life depends <BR>Not on vast riches or great acclaim, <BR>Not on success or on worldly fame, </FONT><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#993399>But just in knowing that someone cares <BR>And holds us close in their thoughts and prayers - <BR>For only the knowledge that we're understood <BR>Makes everyday living feel wonderfully good. <BR></FONT><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#993399>And we rob ourselves of life's greatest need <BR>When we "lock up our hearts" and fail to heed <BR>The outstreched hand reaching to find <BR>A kindred spirit whose heart and mind </FONT><BR><P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#993399>Are lonely and longing to somehow share <BR>Our joys and sorrows and to make us aware <BR>That life's completeness and richness depends <BR>On the things we share with our loved ones and friends.</FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2008 19:40:08 +0530</pubDate><link>http://cybersafety.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/09/02/Friend.html</link></item><item><title>Rich in Thinking</title><description><![CDATA[<P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#996633 size=4>One day a wealthy family man took his son on a trip to the country so he could have his son see how poor country people were. </FONT><BR><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#996633 size=4>They stayed one day and one night in the farmhouse of a very humble farm. On the way back home at the end of the trip the father asked the son, "What did you think of the trip?" </FONT><BR><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#996633 size=4>The son replied, "Very nice, Dad." </FONT><BR><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#996633 size=4>The father then asked, "Did you noticed how poor they were?" </FONT><BR><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#996633 size=4>The son replied, "Yes, I guess so." </FONT><BR><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#996633 size=4>The father then added, "And what did you learn?" </FONT><BR><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#996633 size=4>To this question, the son thought for a moment and answered slowly, "I learned that we have one dog in the house and they have four. We have a fountain in the garden and they have a stream that has no end. </FONT><BR><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#996633 size=4>"We have fancy lanterns in our garden, while they have the stars. Our garden goes to the edge of our yard, but for their back yard they have the entire horizon!" </FONT><BR><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#996633 size=4>At the end of the son's reply, the rich father was speechless. </FONT><BR><P align=left><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#996633 size=4>His son then added: "Thanks, Dad, for showing me how poor we really are."</FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2008 19:26:00 +0530</pubDate><link>http://cybersafety.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/09/02/Rich-in-Thinking.html</link></item><item><title>what EGO can do</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=NormalWeb1 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT size=4><BR><FONT color=#006600>Once upon a time there was an island,<BR>where all the feelings lived together <BR><BR>One day there was a storm in the sea and the island was about to get drowned.<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><BR><P class=NormalWeb1 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#006600 size=4>Every feeling was scared but Love made a boat to escape.</FONT><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><BR><BR><P class=NormalWeb1 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#006600 size=4>Every feeling boarded the boat. Only 1 feeling was left.</FONT><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><BR><BR><P class=NormalWeb1 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#006600 size=4>Love got down to  see who it was..</FONT><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><BR><BR><P class=NormalWeb1 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#006600>It was EGO.. <o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><BR><P class=NormalWeb1 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#006600>Love tried and tried but ego wasn't moving also the water was rising. <o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P><BR><BR><BR><P class=NormalWeb1 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center><SPAN><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#006600 size=4>Every one asked love to leave him and come in the boat, but love was </FONT></SPAN><SPAN><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><FONT size=4><FONT color=#006600>made to love.<BR><BR>At last all the feelings escape and Love dies with ego on the island..<BR></FONT><FONT color=#cc0000>Love Dies because of EGO</FONT>.<o:p></o:p></FONT></FONT></SPAN></P>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2008 18:03:57 +0530</pubDate><link>http://cybersafety.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/09/02/what-EGO-can-do.html</link></item><item><title>Two great friends</title><description><![CDATA[ <BR><FONT color=#cc0000 size=5>The two great friends in you<BR></FONT> <BR>   <FONT color=#666666 size=5><FONT color=#006600>They Blink together,<BR> <BR>  They Move together,<BR> <BR>  They Cry together,<BR> <BR>  They See things together<BR> <BR>  They Sleep together<BR> <BR>  BUT THEY NEVER SEE EACH OTHER</FONT><BR></FONT> <BR> <BR><FONT color=#ff6666 size=6>How is this Friendship</FONT> ]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 27 Aug 2008 11:42:34 +0530</pubDate><link>http://cybersafety.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/08/27/Two-great-friends.html</link></item><item><title>Men are Protective</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" color=#ff0000><SPAN class=quote><STRONG>True Love <BR></STRONG></SPAN></FONT><FONT face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><SPAN class=quote><BR><FONT color=#ff6600>A girl and a guy were speeding over 100mph on a deserted road on a motorcycle. <BR><BR>Girl: Slow down, we're going too fast. I'm scared! And I don't want anything to happen.<BR><BR>Guy: Come on, don't worry. I know what I'm doing. Your having fun right?<BR><BR>Girl: NO...please stop. I'm really scared<BR><BR>Guy: Then tell me you love me.<BR><BR>Girl: I LOVE YOU! Now please slow down.<BR><BR>Guy: Give me a hug.<BR><BR>*Girl hugs him*<BR><BR>Guy: Can you help me out here? Will you take me Helmet off of me and put it on you? It's bugging me.<BR><BR>In the paper the next day: A motorcycle has crashed into a building break failure. Two people found, but only one survived. <BR><BR>The Truth is: That halfway down the road the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn't want the girl to know. Instead, he had her say she loved him and felt her hug him for one last time. Then had her wear his helmet so she would live, even though it meant that he would die.</FONT></SPAN><FONT color=#ff6600> <BR></FONT></P></FONT>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 16:45:52 +0530</pubDate><link>http://cybersafety.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/08/18/Men-are-Protective.html</link></item><item><title>Women Think About Men</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff" color=#ff0000 size=5>Instead of saying "he's protective" they say...</FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT size=5></FONT><B></B> </P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Coffee.</B> <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>The best ones are rich, warm, full-bodied, and can keep you up all night long.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Commercials.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>You can't believe a word they say.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Computers.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>Hard to figure out and never have enough memory.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Coolers.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>Load them with beer and you can take them anywhere.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Copiers.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>You need them for reproduction, but that's about it.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Bananas.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>The older they get, the less firm they are.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Bank Accounts.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>Without a lot of money, they don't generate interest.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Bike helmets.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>Handy in an emergency, but otherwise they just <B>LOOK SILLY</B>.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Snowstorms.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>You never know when he's coming, how many inches you'll get or how long he will last.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Used Cars.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>Both are easy-to-get, cheap, and unreliable.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Vacations.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>They never seem to be long enough.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Government bonds.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>They take so long to mature.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... High heels.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>They're easy to walk on once you get the hang of it.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Horoscopes.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>They always tell you what to do and are usually wrong.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Weather.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>Nothing can be done to change either one of them.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Blenders.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>You need one, but you're not quite sure why.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Cement.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>After getting laid, they take a long time to get hard.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Chocolate Bars.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>Sweet, smooth, and they usually head right for your hips.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Curling irons.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>They're always hot, and they're always in your hair.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Lawn Mowers.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>If you're not pushing one around, then you're riding it.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Lava lamps.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>Fun to look at, but not all that bright.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Mascara.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>They usually run at the first sign of emotion.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Mini skirts.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>If you're not careful, they'll creep up your legs.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Noodles.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>They're always in hot water, they lack taste, and they need dough.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Plungers.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 12pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>They spend most of their lives in a hardware store or the bathroom.<o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><FONT color=#666666><B>Men are like..... Placemats.</B> <o:p></o:p></FONT></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in"><FONT color=#666666>They only show up when there's food on the table. <o:p></o:p></FONT></P>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 16 Aug 2008 14:58:49 +0530</pubDate><link>http://cybersafety.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/08/16/Women-Think-About-Men.html</link></item><item><title>Smart Payment</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT face=Verdana size=2>A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rings. </FONT></P><BR><P align=center><FONT face=Verdana size=2>The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs.</FONT></P><BR><P align=center><FONT face=Verdana size=2>When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next-door neighbour.</FONT></P><BR><P align=center><FONT face=Verdana size=2>Before she says a word, Bob says, 'I'll give you $800 to drop that towel.'</FONT></P><BR><P align=center><FONT face=Verdana size=2>After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob, after a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 and leaves.</FONT></P><BR><P align=center><FONT face=Verdana size=2>The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs.</FONT></P><BR><P align=center><FONT face=Verdana size=2>When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, 'Who was that?'</FONT></P><BR><P align=center><FONT face=Verdana size=2>'It was Bob the next door neighbour,' she replies.</FONT></P><BR><P align=center><FONT face=Verdana size=2>'Great,' the husband says, 'did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?'</FONT></P><BR><P align=center><FONT face=Verdana size=2>------</FONT></P><BR><P align=center><FONT face=Verdana><FONT size=2><STRONG>Do Not Share your critical information</STRONG></FONT></FONT></P><BR><P align=center><FONT face=Verdana><FONT size=2>If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be not in a position to prevent avoidable exposure.<BR></P></FONT></FONT>]]></description><pubDate>Wed, 13 Aug 2008 17:41:35 +0530</pubDate><link>http://cybersafety.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/08/13/Smart-Payment.html</link></item><item><title>Mallu, Bengali and a Sardar</title><description><![CDATA[<P><FONT size=4>   <BR>Three Construction workers are working on the 20th floor of a tall building in Bombay. One is a Mallu, the second is </FONT><FONT size=4>a Bengali and the third is a Sardarji. </FONT></P><P><FONT size=4>Every day all the three meet in the lunch hall and have their<BR>lunch together One fine day -- the Mallu opened his lunch box and finds idlis in the box. He says " I am fed up of eating these idlis daily. If I find idlis in the box tommorow, I will jump from the 20th floor and die".<BR></FONT><FONT size=4><BR>Next the Bengali opens his lunch box and finds Fish in it and says If I find fish in my lunch box tommorow, I am </FONT><FONT size=4>going to jump from the 20th floor of this building and die"</FONT></P><P><FONT size=4>Next the Sardarji opens his lunch box and finds Parathas in it and says"Mother promise, if I find parathas in my box tommorow I am also going to jump from the 20th floor" <BR><BR>Next day the three friends meet in the lunch room for lunch. Mallu opens his lunch box and finds Idlis and promptly jumps from the 20th floor and dies.<BR><BR>The Bengali opens his lunch box and finds fish in it and jumps from the 20th floor and dies. Sardarji opens his box and finds parathas and he also jumps from the 20th floor and dies.</FONT></P><P><FONT size=4>In the combined funeral held for all the three friends by their colleagues, the Mallu's widow says "I did not know he hated idlis so much. If not I would have packed something else for his lunch" <BR>The Bengali's widow says "I did not know he hated fish so much. If not I would have packed something else for his lunch"</FONT></P><P><FONT size=4>The sardarji's widow says "I do not understand what went wrong. My husband always prepared his own lunch!</FONT></P><P><FONT size=4><HR><BR><P></P></FONT>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 09 Aug 2008 19:18:35 +0530</pubDate><link>http://cybersafety.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/08/09/Mallu-Bengali-and-a-Sardar-1.html</link></item><item><title>Sardars Again</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993300; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">In an interview,<BR>Interviewer: How does an electric motor run?<BR>Santa: Dhhuuuurrrrrrrrrr. ..<BR>Inteviewer shouts: Stop it.<BR>Santa: Dhhuurrrr dhup dhup dhup. <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">Santa was getting bitten by mosquitoes the whole night. He got irritated.drank poison &amp; said,<BR>Ab kaato saalon, sab maroge!<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993300; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">Banta: U cheated me.<BR>Shopkeeper: No, I sold a good radio to u.<BR>Banta: Radio label shows Made in </SPAN><?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" /><st1:country-region><st1:place><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993300; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">Japan</SPAN></st1:place></st1:country-region><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993300; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"> but radio says <o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993300; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">This is All India Radio! <o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">Santa joined NASA. After one month the Americans had to change the name from<BR>NASA to SATYANASA<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993300; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">Santa apni girl friend ko I Luv U kehta hai aur gir jata hai.<BR>Gal: Yeh kya kar rahe ho?<BR>Santa: IAM FALLING IN LOVE.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">The Russians dug 1000 ft in the ground and found copper wire; they declared </SPAN><st1:country-region><st1:place><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">Russia</SPAN></st1:place></st1:country-region><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"> had electricity 1000 years back.<BR><BR>US dug and found optical fiber and declared US had telephone 2000 years back.<BR><BR>A sardar in </SPAN><st1:country-region><st1:place><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">India</SPAN></st1:place></st1:country-region><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"> found nothing. Then said oye we had wireless technology 5000 years back.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993300; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">SARDAR'S BIRTHDAY..<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993300; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">Sardar went for an interview, The question was when is your birthday?<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993300; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">Sardar: 19th january.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993300; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">Interviewer: which year?<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #993300; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">Sardar: Nonsense..Every Year.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"><o:p> </o:p></SPAN></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: #333399; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana">Sardar joined new job. 1st day he worked till late evening on the computer. Boss was happy and asked what you did till evening.<BR><BR>Sardar : Keyboard alphabets were not in order, so I made it alright.<o:p></o:p></SPAN></P>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 09 Aug 2008 18:54:14 +0530</pubDate><link>http://cybersafety.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/08/09/Sardars-Again.html</link></item><item><title>Two Priests in Hawaii</title><description><![CDATA[<P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"><A title="Join our Group FunAndFunOnly (www.FunAndFunOnly.net) - SridhaR" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/fun_and_fun_only" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p></SPAN></A></P><BR><P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"> </P><BR><P><B><SPAN lang=EN-AU style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU"><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: green; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none">They were determined to make this a real vacation <BR>by not wearing anything that would identify them as clergy. <BR>As soon as the plane landed they headed for a store <BR>and bought some really outrageous shorts, shirts, sandals, sunglasses, etc. </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"><BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: blue; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none">The next morning they went to the beach <BR>dressed in their 'tourist' garb.  </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"> </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: blue; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"><BR>They were sitting on beach chairs, </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"><BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: purple; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none">enjoying a drink, the sunshine and the scenery when a <BR>'drop dead gorgeous' blonde in a bikini <BR>came walking straight towards them. <BR>They couldn't help but stare.</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"> </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"> </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"> <BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: #0080ff; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none">As the blonde passed them she smiled and said <BR>'Good Morning, Father ~ Good Morning, Father,' <BR>nodding and addressing each of them individually, <BR>then she passed on by. </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none">  </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: #0080ff; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"><BR>They were both stunned. <BR>How in the world did she know they were priests?  </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"> </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: #0080ff; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"><BR>So the next day, they went back to the store <BR>and bought even more outrageous outfits. </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"><BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: #8100ff; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none">These were so loud you could hear them before you even saw them! <BR>Once again, in their new attire, they settled down in their chairs to enjoy the sunshine.   <BR>After a little while, the same gorgeous blonde, <BR>wearing a different colored bikini, taking her sweet time, <BR>came walking toward them. </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none">  </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: #8100ff; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"><BR>Again she nodded at each of them, said </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"><BR></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: #ff8141; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none">'Good morning, Father ~ Good morning, Father,' <BR>and started to walk away. </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none">  </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: #ff8141; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"><BR>One of the priests couldn't stand it any longer and said, <BR>'Just a minute, young lady.' 'Yes, Father?'  </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"> </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: #ff8141; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"><BR>'We are priests and proud of it, but I have to know, <BR>how in the world do you know we are priests, dressed as we are?'  </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"> </SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: #ff8141; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"><BR>She replied,</SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"> </SPAN><SPAN lang=EN-US style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></SPAN></B></P><BR><P><B><SPAN lang=EN-AU style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt; COLOR: black; mso-ansi-language: EN-AU"><A title="Join our Group FunAndFunOnly (www.FunAndFunOnly.net) - SridhaR" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/fun_and_fun_only" target=_blank><SPAN style="COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none"><BR>'Father, it's me, Sister Kathleen.'</SPAN><SPAN lang=EN-US style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black; TEXT-DECORATION: none; text-underline: none; mso-ansi-language: EN-US"><o:p></o:p></SPAN></A></SPAN></B></P>]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 19:26:18 +0530</pubDate><link>http://cybersafety.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/07/25/Two-Priests-in-Hawaii.html</link></item></channel></rss>