<?xml version="1.0" encoding="iso-8859-1"?><rss version="1.0"><channel><title>Diary of Alok Kumar</title><link>http://eralokkumar.rediffiland.com/</link><description>Diary of Alok Kumar</description><language>en-us</language><item><title></title><description><![CDATA[<br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home1/58/cf603e6db76e45e7dbb2c8b6e5c7a72e/homep/images/1212163855">]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 21:03:43 +0530</pubDate><link>http://eralokkumar.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/05/30/Untitled.html</link></item><item><title></title><description><![CDATA[hi<br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home1/58/cf603e6db76e45e7dbb2c8b6e5c7a72e/homep/images/1212161618">]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 19:52:40 +0530</pubDate><link>http://eralokkumar.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/05/30/hi.html</link></item><item><title></title><description><![CDATA[<table bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td colspan="3" height="5"><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="100%" width="100%"><tbody><tr><td></td> </tr></tbody></table></td></tr><BR><tr><BR><td height="10" width="10"><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="100%" width="10"><tbody><tr><td width="10"><br></td> </tr></tbody></table></td><BR><td valign="top" width="100%"><BR><font class="f16" color="#000000"><b>The other side of the coin...</b></font><br><font class="f12" color="#000000"><BR></font><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#6633ff"> </font></font></o:p><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#6633ff">Most of my colleagues asking me <i style="">"how u can be smiling always (internally they feel that "this guy don't have any problems???)"</i>.the answer from me is  "<em>again a simple smile only</em>"...</font><o:p><font color="#6633ff"> </font></o:p></font></p><font class="f12" color="#000000"><br></font><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#6633ff">Once<BR>if I look back into my life, which I spent until 3 years back is really<BR>a different world...so many sleepless nights.no money to take food<BR>twice in a day. Thinking hundreds of <span style=""> </span>times before spending one rupee....oh my god .no ending to the list. </font><o:p><font color="#6633ff"> </font></o:p></font></p><font class="f12" color="#000000"><br></font><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#6633ff">Like<BR>many of the Indians me also come from a poor family who are living<BR>under below poverty line.parents don't have a single cent of land and<BR>house to live. They only depends up on their hard work .they will go<BR>for daily wages in the field. If they work through out the day they'll<BR>get 25 Rs only..friends I'm not talking about the life before<BR>independence..i'm talking about the life which I spent until 3 years<BR>back..</font></font></p><font class="f12" color="#000000"><br></font><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#6633ff">But my parents having one strong desire<span style="">  </span>..."<i style="">at least they should give better life to their son"..</i></font></font></p><font class="f12" color="#000000"><br></font><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#6633ff">Up to 10<sup>th</sup> standard I never think about our situation.<i style="">may be bocoz of my age factor or may be not mature enough to think about family situations</i>..<BR>After that I've started thinking .."how they r working hard.."..can any<BR>body believe that "until 3 years back we didn't have our own<BR>house..tv.at least power in the house where we r staying.the house we<BR>were staying is a shed where owners usually tied their cattle(buffalos,<BR>cows, oxes..etc)..there was no proper roof. if there was raining, we<BR>all will move to one corner and wait until rain stops.. </font><font color="#6633ff">In<BR>the rainy season it was really like a mess. The dung which the catle<BR>releases and the grass which crushed under the legs produce un-bearable<BR>smell.. but we are not in a position to afford <span style=""> </span>rent for a better hosue, that's why we spent there only..</font></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"> </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#6633ff">Once<BR>I realized these situations, I started concentrating more on studies.I<BR>got a rank in engineering. Few people helped me financially in those<BR>four years.finally I got job in a big MNC with a good salary.. </font><o:p><font color="#6633ff"> </font></o:p></font></p><font class="f12" color="#000000"><br></font><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#6633ff">After<BR>getting job..in these 3 years i've given one beautiful house to my<BR>parents, arranged all kinds of home appliances..and even they r not in<BR>a position to believe how the life changed with in these three years. </font></font></p><font class="f12" color="#000000"><br></font><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#6633ff">Now<BR>I'm well settled and getting more than 40K per month..but for me, those<BR>25 Rs which my father was getting for his daily wage really valuable<BR>than which I'm getting right now.</font><o:p><font color="#6633ff"> </font></o:p></font></p><font class="f12" color="#000000"><br></font><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#6633ff">What<BR>I learnt from my life is "after every sunset there is a sunrise".. Hope<BR>for the future.that hope gives u more energy to move towards your<BR>destination...</font><o:p><font color="#6633ff"> </font></o:p></font></p><font class="f12" color="#000000"><br></font><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><i style=""><font color="#6633ff">Sorry friends.it is somuch boring na... ???????<o:p></o:p></font></i></font></p><font class="f12" color="#000000"><br></font></td></tr></tbody></table><BR><BR><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home1/58/cf603e6db76e45e7dbb2c8b6e5c7a72e/homep/images/1209281824">]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 13:06:29 +0530</pubDate><link>http://eralokkumar.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/04/27/The-other-side-of-the-coin-nbs.html</link></item><item><title></title><description><![CDATA[<img src="file:///C:/WINDOWS/TEMP/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt=""><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"><b style=""><span style="font-size: 20pt; color: green; font-family: &quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;;">"We<BR>do not remember days, we remember moments. The richness of life lies in<BR>memories we have forgotten, because the true art of memory is the art<BR>of attention."<BR></span></b></p><BR><b style=""><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: green;"><br></span></b><p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"><b style=""><span style="font-size: 18pt; color: green; font-family: Arial;">"<a href="http://www.rediffmail.com/cgi-bin/red.cgi?red=http%3A%2F%2Fthinkexist%2Ecom%2Fquotation%2Fmemory%5Fis%5Fthe%5Flibrary%5Fof%5Fthe%2F185183%2Ehtml&amp;isImage=0&amp;BlockImage=0" target="_new"><span style="color: green; font-family: &quot;Times New Roman&quot;;">Memory is the library/storage of the mind</span></a>"<BR></span></b></p><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"><b style=""><span style="font-size: 14pt; color: green; font-family: &quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;;">Memory<BR>is a function of the brain: the ability to retain information. Memory<BR>is much studied by cognitive psychology and neuroscience. There are<BR>multiple types of classifications for memory based on duration, nature<BR>and retrieval of perceived items. The terms "storage" and "memory" may<BR>also refer to the parts of a digital computer that retain physical<BR>state (data) for some interval of time, possibly even after electrical<BR>power to the computer is turned off. Where both terms are in use,<BR>"memory" is generally used for the faster forms, and "storage" for the<BR>slower forms.<BR></span></b></p><BR><b style=""><span style="font-size: 14pt; color: green; font-family: &quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;;">Memory is a man's real possession...In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor. <br></span></b><b style=""><span style="font-size: 11pt; color: green; font-family: &quot;Comic Sans MS&quot;;"><span style=""></span></span></b><br><b style=""><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: green;"><br>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br></span></b><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Boopee;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#ff0000"><font style="text-decoration: underline;" size="6">My Favourite Song :-</font><br></font></font></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Boopee;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#ff0000"><br></font></font></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Boopee;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#ff0000">Chale Jaise Hawayein Sanan Sanan<br>Udhe Jaise Parinde Gagan Gagan<br>Jaaye Thithiliyaan Jaise Chaman Chaman<br>Yoon Hi Ghumoon Main Bhi Magan Magan<o:p></o:p></font></font></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Boopee;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#ff0000">Main Deewani Dil Ki Rani Gham Se Anjaani<br>Kab Darti Hoon Woh Karti Hoon Jo Hai Taani<o:p></o:p></font></font></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Boopee;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#ff0000">Chale Jaise Hawayein Sanan Sanan<br>Udhe Jaise Parinde Gagan Gagan<o:p></o:p></font></font></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Boopee;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#ff0000">Waz Up?<br>Say Wat?<o:p></o:p></font></font></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Boopee;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#ff0000">Koi Rokhe Koi Aaye<br>Jitna Bhi Mujhko Samjhaaye<br>Maina Sunoongi Kabhi<br>Apni Hi Dhun Main Rehti Hoon<br>Main Pagli Hoon Main Ziddi Hoon<br>Kehte Hai Yeh To Sabhi<br>Koi Nahin Jaana Ke<br>Armaan  Kya Hai Mera<o:p></o:p></font></font></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Boopee;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#ff0000">Chale Jaise Hawayein Sanan Sanan<br>Udhe Jaise Parinde Gagan Gagan<br>Jaaye Thithiliyaan Jaise Chaman Chaman<br>Yoon Hi Ghumoon Main Bhi Magan Magan<o:p></o:p></font></font></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Boopee;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#ff0000">Main Deewani Dil Ki Rani Gham Se Anjaani<br>Kab Darti Hoon Woh Karti Hoon Jo Hai Taani<o:p></o:p></font></font></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Boopee;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#ff0000">Chale Jaise Hawayein Sanan Sanan<br>Udhe Jaise Parinde Gagan Gagan<o:p></o:p></font></font></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Boopee;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#ff0000">Aaye Hasina Yeh To Aaye<br>Mujhko Dikhane Apni Adhaye<br>Main Bhi Kuch Kam Nahin...Yeah<br>Aankhon Mein Aankhen Jo Daalu<br>Dil Na Churalu Hosh Churalu<br>Koi Ho Kitna Haseen<br>Mera Ho Gaya Woh<br>Jo Ek Baar Mujhse Mila<o:p></o:p></font></font></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Boopee;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#ff0000">Chale Jaise Hawayein Sanan Sanan<br>Udhe Kaise Parinde Gagan Gagan<br>Jaaye Bhawaren Jaise Chaman Chaman<br>Yoon Hi Ghumoon Main Bhi Magan Magan<o:p></o:p></font></font></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Boopee;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#ff0000">Main Deewana Main Anjaana Gham Se Begaana<br>Hoon Awaara Lekin Pyaara Sab Ne Maana<o:p></o:p></font></font></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Boopee;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#ff0000">Chale Jaise Hawayein Sanan Sanan<br>Udhe Jaise Parinde Gagan Gagan<br>Jaaye Bhawaren Jaise Chaman Chaman<br>Yoon Hi Ghumoon Main Bhi Magan Magan<o:p></o:p></font></font></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Boopee;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#ff0000">Chale Jaise Hawayein Sanan Sanan<br>Udhe Jaise Parinde Gagan Gagan</font></font></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Handwriting';"><font size="5"><font color="#ff0000"><br></font></font></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Handwriting';"><font size="5"><font color="#ff0000">---------------------------------------------------------------------<br></font></font></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Handwriting';"><font size="5"><font color="#ff0000"><br></font></font></span></font></p><p style="text-align: center; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><font class="f12" color="#000000" size="6"><font color="#ff0000">Hi friends,</font></font></p><p style="text-align: center;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><span style="font-family: 'Lucida Handwriting';"><font size="5"><font color="#ff0000">Today i was thinking about the day i joined the rediffiland and realised how, so many months have <span style=""> </span>passed<BR>.In all these months i have got so many nice friends.Some of them are<BR>with me and some have left me.I always keep in mind not to say any<BR>harsh words to anybody or to hurt anybody intentionally.but still just<BR>like everybody i am also human being and life is not a bed of roses<BR>even for me.so many expectations from parents,friends,relatives,society<BR>and above all from myself and when we are unable to fulfil expectations<BR>it sometimes results in tensions,pains and frustration.so today i would<BR>like to say sorry to all my friends who are with me and who have left<BR>me. if i have hurt you in any way or said anything wrong due to my<BR>mood.please forgive me.i am really really sorry.but don't keep any hard<BR>feelings.Tell me,communicate with me ,but don't forget me.</font></font></span></font><br><span style="font-size: 16pt; font-family: Boopee;"><font class="f12" color="#000000"><font color="#ff0000"><o:p></o:p></font></font></span></p><div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"><font size="7"><span style="font-size: 10pt; color: green;">~<span style="font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif;">Er. Alok Kumar<br>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br></span></span></font><table bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"><tbody><tr><td colspan="3" height="5"><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="100%" width="100%"><tbody><tr><td><br></td> </tr></tbody></table></td></tr><BR><tr><BR><td height="10" width="10"><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="100%" width="10"><tbody><tr><td width="10"><br></td> </tr></tbody></table></td><BR><td valign="top" width="100%"><BR><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home8/597/119277735fa1e456034214e168a8f21e/homep/images/1207123639" style="border: 1px solid rgb(209, 211, 212); padding: 2px; float: left; margin-right: 5px; margin-bottom: 5px;" hspace="0" vspace="0"> <font class="f16" color="#000000"><b>Break your silence</b></font><br><font class="f12" color="#000000"><BR><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font color="#ff6666" size="5">Hundred words do not give pain </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font color="#ff6666" size="5">But a special persons silence </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font color="#ff6666" size="5">Makes more tears in our heart .</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p></o:p> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p><font size="5"> </font></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font color="#333333"><font size="5"><o:p> </o:p>This<BR>is a big true which I have experienced myself. I had a very special<BR>friend who was very much close to my heart we shared our feelings to<BR>each other he was really a gift for me and I loved him a lot ...</font></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p><font color="#333333" size="5"> </font></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font color="#333333"><font size="5">But one day every thing went wrong we fought<span style="">   </span>with<BR>each other .. at the starting I didn't took it very much seriously ..<BR>But as the days passed I understood that a big gap was formed between<BR>us when ever our eyes met with each other<span style="">  </span>it spoke every thing but our lips remained silent for 8 months ..<o:p> </o:p></font></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font color="#333333" size="5">Day before yesterday breaking all the barriers formed between us <span style=""> </span>we talked<span style="">  </span>to each other. more than words<span style="">  </span>for some times<span style="">  </span>tears spoke<span style="">  </span>for us ...we talked every thing which we wished for<span style="">  </span>.<span style="">  </span>while sitting beside him<span style="">  </span>I felt a feeling which I have never felt before so I cant give that feeling a particular name<span style="">   </span>...</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p><font color="#333333" size="5"> </font></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p><font color="#333333" size="5"> </font></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font color="#333333" size="5">Time was running so fast ... I wished if I<span style="">  </span>had more time to spent with him ,<span style="">  </span>but we both was too late as it was the last day in our great<span style="">   </span>school<span style="">  </span>as we had finished<span style="">  </span>our<span style="">  </span>12<sup>th</sup><span style="">  </span>board exam successfully </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p><font color="#333333" size="5"> </font></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font color="#333333"><font size="5">At last while we were going to leave he asked to me "will you miss me????<span style="">   </span>With out waiting for my answer he continued I will surely miss you and I hate to do so ... <span style=""> </span></font></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font color="#333333"><font size="5"><span style=""> </span>" will you stay with me<span style="">  </span>, close to me<span style="">  </span>...Till my death<span style="">   </span>" I think it's the only way I can stop missing you ... Saying this he went .. </font></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p><font color="#333333" size="5"> </font></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font color="#333333" size="5">First I didn't understood what he meant<span style="">  </span>by saying so<span style="">  </span>but when I understood<span style="">  </span>it was<span style="">  </span>too late<span style="">  </span>.. As<span style="">  </span>he already left the school..</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p><font color="#333333" size="5"> </font></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font color="#333333" size="5">But no problem if God wish that we should be always together through out the life he </font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font color="#333333" size="5">[god]<span style="">  </span>will make us meet again ...</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p><font color="#333333" size="5"> </font></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p><font color="#333333" size="5"> </font></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font color="#333333" size="5">so ... What I just want to say is "<span style="">   </span><font color="#ff6666">IF YOU KEEP WATING FOR THE RIGHT TIME TO BEGIN<span style="">  </span>YOU MAY NEVER BEGIN ... BEGIN<span style="">  </span>FROM WHERE YOU ARE,WITH WHAT YOU ARE AND<span style="">  </span>WITH WHAT YOU HAVE<span style="">  </span>...</font></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p><font color="#ff6666" size="5"> </font></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p><font color="#ff6666" size="5"> </font></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font color="#333333" size="5">according<span style="">  </span>to AIRTELL " <font color="#ff6666">BARRIERS BREAK IF PEOPLE </font><font color="#ff6666">TALK</font> "</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p><font color="#333333" size="5"> </font></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><o:p><font color="#333333" size="5"> </font></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font color="#ff6666" size="5">SO IF YOUR LIPS ARE SILENT TO SOME ONE COMEON GO AND BREAK IT .</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font color="#ff6666" size="5">BECAUSE ...</font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font size="5"><font color="#ff6666"><span style="">      </span>WHEN SOME THING VALUABLE IS NEAR US </font></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font size="5"><font color="#ff6666"><span style="">       </span>WE WONT CARE FOR IT ...</font></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font size="5"><font color="#ff6666"><span style="">        </span>BUT WHEN WEMISS THAT PRECIOUS THING </font></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font size="5"><font color="#ff6666"><span style="">        </span>WE START FEELING FOR IT ...</font></font></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"><font size="5"><font color="#ff6666"><span style="">                              </span>THAT'S LIFE....</font></font></p></font></td></tr></tbody></table>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br><font class="f16" color="#000000"><b>90/10 Principle</b></font><br><font class="f12" color="#000000"><BR></font><font class="f12" color="#000000">The 90/10 Principle. Please<BR>read when you're free. This is true and can apply to us .... Have you<BR>read this before? Discover the 90/10 Principle. It will change your/our<BR>life (at least the way you react to situations).<br><br>What is this<BR>principle? 10% of life is made up of what happens to you. 90% of life<BR>is decided by how you react. What does this mean?<br><br>We really have<BR>no control over 10% of what happens to us. We cannot stop the car from<BR>breaking down. The plane will be late arriving, which throws our whole<BR>schedule off. A driver may cut us off in traffic. We have no control<BR>over this 10%.<br><br>The other 90% is different. You determine the<BR>other 90%. How? By your reaction. You cannot control a red light, but<BR>you can control your reaction. Don't let people fool you; You can<BR>control how you react.<br><br>Let's use an example. You are eating<BR>breakfast with your family. Your daughter knocks over a cup of coffee<BR>onto your business shirt. You have no control over what just what<BR>happened.<br><br>What happens when the next will be determined by how<BR>you react. You curse. You harshly scold your daughter for knocking the<BR>cup over. She breaks down in tears. After scolding her, you turn to<BR>your spouse and criticize her for placing the cup too close to the edge<BR>of the table. A short verbal battle follows. You storm upstairs and<BR>change your shirt. Back downstairs, you find your daughter has been too<BR>busy crying to finish breakfast and get ready for school. She misses<BR>the bus. Your spouse must leave immediately for work. You rush to the<BR>car and drive your daughter to school. Because you are late, you drive<BR>40 miles an hour in a 30 mph speed limit. After a 15-minute delay and<BR>throwing $60 traffic fine away, you arrive at school. Your daughter<BR>runs into the building without saying goodbye. After arriving at the<BR>office 20 minutes late, you find you forgot your briefcase. Your day<BR>has started terrible. As it continues, it seems to get worse and worse.<BR>You look forward to coming home. When you arrive home, you find small<BR>wedge in your relationship with your spouse and daughter. Why? Because<BR>of how you reacted in the morning.<br><br>Why did you have a bad day?<br>A) Did the coffee cause it? B) Did your daughter cause it? C) Did the policeman cause it? D) Did you cause it?<br><br>The answer is D.<br><br>You had no control over what happened with the coffee. How you reacted in those 5 seconds is what caused your bad day.<br><br>Here is what could have and should have happened.<br><br>Coffee<BR>splashes over you. Your daughter is about to cry. You gently say, "It's<BR>ok honey, you just need to be more careful next time". Grabbing a towel<BR>you rush upstairs. After grabbing a new shirt and your briefcase, you<BR>come back down in time to look through the window and see your child<BR>getting on the bus. She turns and waves. You arrive 5 minutes early and<BR>cheerfully greet the staff. Your boss comments on how good the day you<BR>are having.<br><br>Notice the difference?<br>Two different scenarios. Both started the same. Both ended different. Why?<br><br>Because<BR>of how you REACTED. You really do not have any control over 10% of what<BR>happens. The other 90% was determined by your reaction. Here are some<BR>ways to apply the 90/10 principle.<br>If someone says something<BR>negative about you, don't be a sponge! Let the attack roll off like<BR>water on glass. You don't have to let the negative comment affect you!<BR>React properly and it will not ruin your day. A wrong reaction could<BR>result in losing a friend, being fired, getting stressed out etc.<br><br>How<BR>do you react if someone cuts you off in traffic? Do you lose you<BR>temper? Pound on the steering wheel? A friend of mine had the steering<BR>wheel fall off. Do you curse? Does your blood pressure skyrocket? Do<BR>you try and bump them? WHO CARES if you arrive ten seconds later at<BR>work? Why let the cars ruin your drive?<br>Remember the 90/10<BR>principle, and do not worry about it. You are told you lost your job.<BR>Why lose sleep and get irritated? It will work out. Use your worrying<BR>energy and time into finding another job.<br><br>The plane is late; it<BR>is going to mangle your schedule for the day. Why take out your<BR>frustration on the flight attendant? She has no control over what is<BR>going on. Use your time to study, get to know the other passenger. Why<BR>get stressed out? It will just make things worse.<br>Now you know the 90/10 principle. Apply it and you will be amazed at the results. You will lose nothing if you try it.<br><br>The 90/10 principle is incredible. Very few know and apply this principle. <br><br>The result?<br><br>Millions<BR>of people are suffering from undeserved stress, trials, problems and<BR>heartache. There never seem to be a success in life.<br><br>Bad days follow bad days. Terrible things seem to be constantly happening.<br><br>There is constant stress, lack of joy, and broken relationships.<br><br>Worry consumes time.<br>Anger breaks friendships and life seems dreary and is not enjoyed to the fullest.<br><br>Friends are lost.<br>Life is a bore and often seems cruel.<br><br>Does this describe you?<br>If so, do not be discouraged .. You can be different! Understand and apply the 90/10 principle. It will change your life.<br><br>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br></font></div>]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 11:58:30 +0530</pubDate><link>http://eralokkumar.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/04/27/Wedo-not-remember-days-we-remembe.html</link></item><item><title></title><description><![CDATA[<img src="file:///C:/WINDOWS/TEMP/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt=""><div><font face="Verdana" size="2"><a rel="nofollow" style="font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#ff0000">--My <BR>      Best Friend--</font></a></font></div><BR>      <div> </div><BR>      <div><font face="Verdana" size="2"><a rel="nofollow" style="font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#008080">My God <BR>      has blessed mewith a wonderful friend.<br>He'll be there for me <BR>      <br>when it seems like the end.</font></a></font></div><BR>      <div> </div><BR>      <div><font face="Verdana" size="2"><a rel="nofollow" style="font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#008080">He <BR>      keeps all my secrets<br>and leads me away from all bad.<br>He is, most <BR>      definitely, <br>the best friend I've had.</font></a></font></div><BR>      <div> </div><BR>      <div><font face="Verdana" size="2"><a rel="nofollow" style="font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#008080">I'm <BR>      never alone, <br>we're always together,<br>And I feel sure <br>that we'll <BR>      be friends forever.</font></a></font></div><BR>      <div> </div><BR>      <div><font face="Verdana" size="2"><a rel="nofollow" style="font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#008080">He's <BR>      never hurt me;<br>he's never made me sad,<br>And I know for sure<br>he's <BR>      the best friend I've had.</font></a></font></div><BR>      <div> </div><BR>      <div><font face="Verdana" size="2"><a rel="nofollow" style="font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#008080">This <BR>      man is not normal,<br>he is not like us.<br>For he is my Savior,<br>his <BR>      name is Jesus.</font></a></font><BR>      <p> <b><font color="#008080"><br></font><a rel="nofollow" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#ff0000">Thanks <BR>      Giving</font></a></b></p></div><font face="Arial" size="2"><BR>      <div><BR>      </div></font><font face="Verdana" size="2"><BR>      </font><BR>      <BR>      <BR>      <div>  <a rel="nofollow" style="font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#008080">Thanksgiving is a moment to remember<br>How little we can do <BR>      to move the stars.<br>All we are and have we must surrender,<br>Nor is <BR>      Earth less inscrutable than Mars.<br>Knowing this, we know the need for <BR>      friends<br>Sharing both our pleasures and our pain,<br>Giving, though it <BR>      may not serve their ends,<br>In joy the love that will our love <BR>      sustain.<br>Very much like water in a lake,<br>In sum we serve as mirrors <BR>      to the sky.<br>No one alone can heaven's picture take.<br>Given friends, <BR>      we know the reason why.</font></a></div><BR>      <BR>      <BR>      <div><BR>      </div><BR>      <div>  <br><br> </div><BR>      <div> </div><BR>      <div><a rel="nofollow" style="font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#ff0000">The <BR>      Forever Friend</font></a></div><BR>      <div> </div><BR>      <div><b><font color="#008080"><br></font><a rel="nofollow" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#008080">On my <BR>      own, but mostly the savannah,<br>Where the tumbleweeds fade away and <BR>      die,<br>Before the glassy sun burns a summer of crystals,<br>The <BR>      glistering waters of the high seas<br>Of which was so far a place as of <BR>      where vultures roam.<br>I looked around but you weren't anywhere...<br>You <BR>      used to say that you would never die,<br>But I took the wrong meaning into <BR>      my heart.<br>Now the sea is wild with despair,<br>Deep blue like a prairie <BR>      of flowers blue,<br>Where all children of God rest in eternal peace.<br>I <BR>      saw you at the end,<br>You and I, brother and sister of nature,<br>Brother <BR>      and sister of heaven and earth,<br>Your usually calm and heavenly eyes <BR>      full of tears,<br>Bitterly falling one after one into a river,<br>Then the <BR>      river of life turned red in blood.<br>My eyes watched in horror.<br>Slowly <BR>      and deadly your heart became poisoned,<br>You disappeared without saying <BR>      good-bye,<br>Not a word came out of your mouth.<br>You became like <BR>      desolation in its grave.<br>When once the skies were a realm of <BR>      stars<br>And the sun shone brightly in summer skies,<br>You were there to <BR>      share the calmness;<br>But now I stand here in midst of the tall <BR>      grass<br>And only the savannah remains.</font></a></b></div><BR>      <div> <BR>      <BR>      <BR>      <p> <b><a rel="nofollow" style="text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#ff0000"> I <BR>      Can See The Pain</font></a></b></p></div><BR>      <BR>      <div> </div><BR>      <BR>      <div> <a rel="nofollow" style="font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#008080">I still <BR>      see your face in my dreams<br>It hurts and it doesn't help at all<br>I <BR>      still want you in my life as crazy as that seems<br>I want you to catch me <BR>      when I fall</font></a></div><BR>      <div> </div><BR>      <div><a rel="nofollow" style="font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#008080">I still <BR>      remember the first time we met<br>There was something so different about <BR>      you<br>Your friendship was something I wanted to get<br>That smile when <BR>      you said hi to me was so new</font></a></div><BR>      <div> </div><BR>      <div><a rel="nofollow" style="font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#008080">Out of <BR>      no where you called me on the phone<br>I wanted to sit there and talk to <BR>      you forever<br>You were so new, so crazy and unknown<br>I just knew that <BR>      our friendship would never sever</font></a></div><BR>      <div> </div><BR>      <div><a rel="nofollow" style="font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#008080">Two <BR>      years and we are barely holding it together<br>What happened to the way <BR>      this all used to be<br>I never wanted you out of my like ever<br>I sat <BR>      there for a long time pretending not to see</font></a></div><BR>      <div> </div><BR>      <div><a rel="nofollow" style="font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#008080">We <BR>      decided to go out and make it all all right<br>It didn't work out of <BR>      course we knew it couldn't<br>We couldn't even really stand each others <BR>      sight<br>It shouldn't end this way but it did and I <BR>      shouldn't</font></a></div><BR>      <div> </div><BR>      <div><a rel="nofollow" style="font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank" href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/vfun/join"><font color="#008080">I miss <BR>      you and everything you were to me<br>Ten years from now we will look back <BR>      on it all<br>We will be older and finally be able to see<br>That love will <BR>      stand the test of time and never fall</font></a><img src="file:///C:/WINDOWS/TEMP/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt=""></div><BR><BR><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home1/58/cf603e6db76e45e7dbb2c8b6e5c7a72e/homep/images/1209277706">]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 11:52:16 +0530</pubDate><link>http://eralokkumar.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/04/27/My-Best-Friend-nbsp.html</link></item><item><title>Death- A Funny Item</title><description><![CDATA[<P>Beautiful Explanation of Death<BR>~DEATH~ WHAT A WONDERFUL WAY TO EXPLAIN IT.. A sick man turned to his doctor as he was preparing toLeave the examination room and said, 'Doctor, I am afraid to die. Tell me what lies on the other side.' Very quietly, the doctor said, 'I don't know.' 'You don't know? You, a Christian man, Do not know what is on the other side?' The doctor was holding the handle of the door; On the other side came a sound of scratching and whining, And as he opened the door, a dog sprang into the room And leaped on him with an eager show of gladness. Turning to the patient, the doctor said, 'Did you notice my dog? He's never been in this room before. He didn't know what was inside. He knew nothing except that his master was here, And when the door opened, he sprang in without fear. I know little of what is on the other side of death, But I do know one thing... I know my Master is there and that is enough.' <BR><BR>May today there be peace within you. May you trust God that you are exactly Where you are meant to be. I believe that friends are quiet angels Who lift us to our feet when our wings Have trouble remembering how to fly. Just pass this on to your loved ones if you like this.<BR><BR>Hari Om Tatsat.</P><P><BR>Prof. ( Er. ) Alok Kumar </P><P>Sr.Lecturer-Mechanical Engineering,</P><P>Ramgovind Institute of Technology,</P><P>Koderma,Jharkhand.</P><br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home1/58/cf603e6db76e45e7dbb2c8b6e5c7a72e/homep/images/1209048386">]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 20:11:09 +0530</pubDate><link>http://eralokkumar.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/04/24/Death-A-Funny-Item-1.html</link></item><item><title>BiharUrban Development</title><description><![CDATA[<br><img src="http://ri.rediffiland.com/homepimages/home1/58/cf603e6db76e45e7dbb2c8b6e5c7a72e/homep/images/1207468092">]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 06 Apr 2008 13:00:22 +0530</pubDate><link>http://eralokkumar.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/04/06/BiharUrban-Development-2.html</link></item><item><title></title><description><![CDATA[<P>hi,</P><P>Mere  Dilse   nikle   shabd   jo  sirf  aapke liye hai.</P>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 19:50:35 +0530</pubDate><link>http://eralokkumar.rediffiland.com/blogs/2008/04/05/hi-Dils-ikle-shabd-aapke-liye.html</link></item></channel></rss>