<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442</id><updated>2012-02-10T05:56:52.718-08:00</updated><category term='Husband'/><category term='Gulzar'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Facts'/><category term='Funny Divorce Letter'/><category term='Woman'/><category term='Human Body'/><category term='English'/><category term='Outlook'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Indian Mom'/><category term='Horse'/><category term='Mindset'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Students'/><category term='Attitude'/><category term='Friend'/><category term='Creative'/><category term='Dil'/><category term='Virus'/><category term='Corporate Story'/><category term='Profile'/><category term='Man'/><category term='Happy Republic Day'/><category term='Ghazal'/><category term='Be yourself'/><category term='Yuvraaj'/><category term='Be'/><category term='Love Letter'/><category term='India'/><category term='IT Industries'/><category term='Funny'/><category term='Indian'/><category term='Beauty of a Woman'/><category term='Wife'/><category term='Internet'/><category term='Glass'/><category term='Bill Gates Ramayana'/><category term='Pyaar'/><category term='God'/><category term='Value'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Salary'/><category term='Strength of a Man'/><category term='Shortcuts'/><category term='Problems'/><category term='Republic Day'/><category term='Human'/><category term='Word'/><category term='Boss'/><category term='I believe'/><category term='Thought of sharing'/><category term='Mind'/><category term='Letter'/><category term='Funny Forwards'/><category term='Professor'/><category term='Software Engineer'/><category term='Attempt'/><category term='Think differently and positively'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Microsoft Outlook'/><category term='Orkut'/><category term='Employee'/><category term='Innovative'/><category term='English Grammer'/><category term='Girl friend'/><category term='Love Poetry'/><category term='Inspirational Forwards'/><category term='Positive Thinking Forwards'/><category term='Shayari'/><category term='Discoveries'/><category term='Tu Meri Dost Hain'/><category term='Burj Dubai'/><category term='Tum bin'/><category term='A R Rahman'/><title type='text'>Collection of All Funny Email Fowards</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Charu Kishnani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04726588861542725290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GvOKNaFdxmw/R-1aOGtop4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kn192EFqyFM/S220/charu.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-3747618550637005991</id><published>2009-02-28T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:58:00.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive Thinking Forwards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think differently and positively'/><title type='text'>Think positive</title><content type='html'>This is nice - finding &lt;b&gt;positive&lt;/b&gt; out of every negative - which we don't always manage to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. For the husband who snores all night, because he is at home asleep with me and not with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. For my teenage daughter who is complaining about doing dishes, because that means she is at home &amp; not on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. For the taxes that I pay because it means that I am employed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. For the mess to clean after a party because it means that I have been surrounded by friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. For the clothes that fit a little too snug because it means I have enough to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. For my shadow that watches me work because it means I am out in the sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. For a floor that needs mopping, and windows that need cleaning because it means I have a home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. For all the complaining I hear about the government because it means that we have freedom of speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. For the parking spot I find at the far end of the parking lot because it means I am capable of walking and that I have been blessed with transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. For the noise I have to bear from my neighbours because it means that I can hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. For the pile of laundry and ironing because it means I have clothes to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. For weariness and aching muscles at the end of the day because it means I have been capable of working hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. For the alarm that goes off in the early morning hours because it means that I am still alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-3747618550637005991?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/3747618550637005991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=3747618550637005991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/3747618550637005991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/3747618550637005991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/think-positive.html' title='Think positive'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-7645066485273979046</id><published>2009-02-27T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T10:53:00.262-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Forwards'/><title type='text'>Aisa apna husband ho</title><content type='html'>Aisa apna &lt;b&gt;husband&lt;/b&gt; ho&lt;br /&gt;6' - 6'2" jiski height ho&lt;br /&gt;Jeans dheeli magar body tight ho&lt;br /&gt;biwi ke har nakhre uthaye, itna mizaaj uska light ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;husband&lt;/b&gt; apna aisa bright ho.&lt;br /&gt;uff tak na kare itna quiet ho&lt;br /&gt;dinner banaye wo jab bhi romantic night ho&lt;br /&gt;shopping kar ke jab bhi aoon, bole begum tum kitni nice ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;husband&lt;/b&gt; apna aisa bright ho.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;mujhey rani bana kar rakhe, to phir zindagi delight ho&lt;br /&gt;saas sasur ke samne kahe, jaan tum hamesha right ho&lt;br /&gt;hamesha jo haar maan jaye jab bhi koi fight ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;husband&lt;/b&gt; apna aisa bright ho.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;jahan chahoon jaoon, jo chahey karoon, kuch is tarah ki life ho&lt;br /&gt;har doosre week ghoomne phirne ki flight ho&lt;br /&gt;aisa ho jaye to mein udoon aasmaan mei, jaise ke koi kite ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;husband&lt;/b&gt; apna aisa bright ho !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-7645066485273979046?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/7645066485273979046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=7645066485273979046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/7645066485273979046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/7645066485273979046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/aisa-apna-husband-ho.html' title='Aisa apna husband ho'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-8185991013801037911</id><published>2009-02-26T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T10:49:00.945-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Value'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspirational Forwards'/><title type='text'>KNOW your Value</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a Rupee 500 note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the room of 200, he asked, "Who would like this Rupee 500 note?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hands started going up. He said, "I am going to give this note to one of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first let me do this." He proceeded to crumple the note up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then asked, "Who still wants it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the hands were up in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," he replied, "What if I do this?" And he dropped it on the ground and&lt;br /&gt;started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now all&lt;br /&gt;crumpled and dirty. "Now who still wants it?"&lt;br /&gt;Still the hands went into the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My friends, you have all learned a very valuable lesson.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not&lt;br /&gt;decrease in &lt;b&gt;value&lt;/b&gt;. It was still worth Rupee 500/-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt&lt;br /&gt;by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as&lt;br /&gt;though we are worthless.&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose&lt;br /&gt;your &lt;b&gt;value&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are special. Don't ever forget it! Never let yesterday's disappointments overshadow tomorrow's dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;b&gt;VALUE&lt;/b&gt; HAS A &lt;b&gt;VALUE&lt;/b&gt; ONLY IF ITS &lt;b&gt;VALUE&lt;/b&gt; IS VALUED "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-8185991013801037911?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/8185991013801037911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=8185991013801037911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8185991013801037911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8185991013801037911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/know-your-value.html' title='KNOW your Value'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-8426903287630149651</id><published>2009-02-25T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T10:35:01.119-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burj Dubai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indian'/><title type='text'>Do you know who is in the highest position in the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you know who is in the highest position in the World?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President George Bush?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pres Elect Barack Obama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UN Secretary General?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pope Benedict?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder No Longer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SaGbCQ3s6zI/AAAAAAAABuc/CCTqjvQaCuM/s1600-h/Burj+Dubai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SaGbCQ3s6zI/AAAAAAAABuc/CCTqjvQaCuM/s400/Burj+Dubai.jpg" alt="Burj Dubai" title="Burj Dubai" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305692299209796402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babu Sassi, a fearless young man from southern &lt;b&gt;India&lt;/b&gt; is the cult hero of Dubai's army of construction workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Known as the "&lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; on the top of the world", Babu is the crane operator at the world's tallest building , the 819-meter &lt;b&gt;Burj Dubai&lt;/b&gt;. His office, the cramped crane cab perched on top of the Burj, is also his home. Apparently it takes too long to come down to the ground each day to make it worthwhile.  When the building is completed, its elevators will be the world's fastest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories about his daily dalliance with death are discussed in revered terms by Dubai's workers. Some say he has been up there for more than a year, others whisper that he's paid 30,000 dirhams ($8,168) a month compared with the average wage of 800 dirhams a month. All agree he's worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-8426903287630149651?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/8426903287630149651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=8426903287630149651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8426903287630149651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8426903287630149651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/do-you-know-who-is-in-highest-position.html' title='Do you know who is in the highest position in the World'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SaGbCQ3s6zI/AAAAAAAABuc/CCTqjvQaCuM/s72-c/Burj+Dubai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-743525447797215983</id><published>2009-02-24T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T10:29:00.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mindset'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attempt'/><title type='text'>It's called Mindset</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As my friend was passing the elephants, he suddenly stopped, confused by the fact that these huge creatures were being held by only a small rope tied to their front leg. No chains, no cages. It was obvious that the elephants could, at anytime, break away from the ropes they were tied to but for some reason, they did not. My friend saw a trainer nearby and asked why these beautiful, magnificent animals just stood there and made no &lt;b&gt;attempt&lt;/b&gt; to get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well," he said, "when they are very young and much smaller we use the same size rope to tie them and, at that age, it's enough to hold them. As they grow up, they are conditioned to believe they cannot break away. They believe the rope can still hold them, so they never try to break free." My friend was amazed. These animals could at any time break free from their bonds but because they believed they couldn't, they were stuck right where they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the elephants, how many of us go through life hanging onto a belief that we cannot do something, simply because we failed at it once before? So make an &lt;b&gt;attempt&lt;/b&gt; to grow further.... Why shouldn't we try it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOUR &lt;b&gt;ATTEMPT&lt;/b&gt; MAY FAIL, BUT NEVER FAIL TO MAKE AN &lt;b&gt;ATTEMPT&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-743525447797215983?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/743525447797215983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=743525447797215983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/743525447797215983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/743525447797215983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-called-mindset.html' title='It&apos;s called Mindset'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-6465648161254155480</id><published>2009-02-23T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T10:22:02.437-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghazal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shayari'/><title type='text'>Dard Bhari Shayari</title><content type='html'>Aaj To Hum Maut Ki Dua Kar Ke Roye Hain&lt;br /&gt;Dobara Aaj Khuda Se Gila Kar Ke Roye Hain&lt;br /&gt;Kyon Na Likh Saka Tu Us Ko Taqdeer Mein Meri&lt;br /&gt;Yeh Aik Khayal Soch Kar Phir Hum Roye Hain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sapne Ki Tarah Aakar Chale Gaye&lt;br /&gt;Gamo Ki Neend Sulakar Chale Gaye&lt;br /&gt;Kis Bhool Ki Saza Di Humko??&lt;br /&gt;Pehle Hasaya Aur Fir Rulakar Chale Gaye.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hum ko to muskranay ki Aadat si hai&lt;br /&gt;Ansoon ko Chupanay ki Aadat si hai&lt;br /&gt;Duwa na hi Dawa Kaam kerti Hai hum per..&lt;br /&gt;Ab to Zakhm Khanay ki Aadat si Hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paane se khone ka maza aur hai&lt;br /&gt;Bandh aankhon main rone ka maza aur hai&lt;br /&gt;Aansoo bane lafz aur lafz bane ghazal&lt;br /&gt;aur uss ghazal main tere hone ka maza aur hai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-6465648161254155480?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/6465648161254155480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=6465648161254155480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/6465648161254155480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/6465648161254155480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/dard-bhari-shayari.html' title='Dard Bhari Shayari'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-7532419160159595662</id><published>2009-02-22T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T11:04:49.990-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive Thinking Forwards'/><title type='text'>12 things about you</title><content type='html'>1. Someone in this world Loves you, in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A smile from you, can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. You mean the world to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Without you , someone may not be living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You are special and unique, in your own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Someone that you don't know even exists, loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When you think the world has turned it's back on you, take a look, you most likely turned your back on the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When you think you have no chance at getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you believe in yourself, you probably sooner or later will get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Always remember complements you received, forget about the rude remarks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.Always tell someone how you feel about them, you will feel much better when they know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-7532419160159595662?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/7532419160159595662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=7532419160159595662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/7532419160159595662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/7532419160159595662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/12-things-about-you.html' title='12 things about you'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-8742106703405886352</id><published>2009-02-22T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:21:56.119-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Forwards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Divorce Letter'/><title type='text'>Funny Divorce Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear &lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing you this letter to tell you that&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving you for good.&lt;br /&gt;I've been a good man to you for seven years&lt;br /&gt;and I have nothing to show for it.&lt;br /&gt;These last two weeks have been hell.&lt;br /&gt;Your boss called to tell me that&lt;br /&gt;you had quit your job today and&lt;br /&gt;that was the last straw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, you came home and didn't&lt;br /&gt;even notice that I had gotten a new hair cut,&lt;br /&gt;cooked your favorite meal,&lt;br /&gt;and even wore a brand new pair of silk boxers&lt;br /&gt;later that night.&lt;br /&gt;You came home, nibbled at your food&lt;br /&gt;for two minutes, and went straight to sleep&lt;br /&gt;after watching all of your soaps.&lt;br /&gt;You don't tell me you love me anymore,&lt;br /&gt;you don't want sex anymore or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Either you're cheating on me&lt;br /&gt;or you don't love me.&lt;br /&gt;Whichever is the case....I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;Your EX-&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Don't try to find me.&lt;br /&gt;Your sister and I are moving away&lt;br /&gt;to West Virginia together. Have a great life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ex-&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing has made my day more enjoyable&lt;br /&gt;than receiving your letter.&lt;br /&gt;It's true that you and I have been married&lt;br /&gt;for seven years, although a 'good man'&lt;br /&gt;is a far cry from what you've been.&lt;br /&gt;I watch my soaps so much because&lt;br /&gt;they drown out your constant&lt;br /&gt;whining and griping.&lt;br /&gt;It's just too bad it doesn't work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I did notice when you got a hair cut&lt;br /&gt;last week.....and actually the first thing&lt;br /&gt;that came to my mind was&lt;br /&gt;"You look just like a girl"&lt;br /&gt;but my mother raised me not to say anything&lt;br /&gt;at all if you can't say anything nice.&lt;br /&gt;And when you cooked my favorite meal,&lt;br /&gt;you must have gotten me confused with my&lt;br /&gt;SISTER, because I stopped eating pork&lt;br /&gt;seven years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned away from you when you had&lt;br /&gt;those new silk boxers on because&lt;br /&gt;the price tag was still on them.&lt;br /&gt;I prayed that it was just a coincidence&lt;br /&gt;that my sister had just borrowed fifty dollars&lt;br /&gt;from me that morning and your silk&lt;br /&gt;boxers were $49.99...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of this, I still loved you and felt that&lt;br /&gt;we could work it out.&lt;br /&gt;So when I discovered that I had hit the&lt;br /&gt;lotto for twenty million dollars,&lt;br /&gt;I quit my job and bought us two tickets to Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;But when I got home you were gone.&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have the fulfilling life&lt;br /&gt;you've always wanted.&lt;br /&gt;My lawyer said with the letter that you wrote,&lt;br /&gt;you won't get a dime from me.&lt;br /&gt;So take care.&lt;br /&gt;Signed: Rich As Hell and Freeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;my sister 'Carla'...was born Carl.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that's not a problem for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-8742106703405886352?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/8742106703405886352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=8742106703405886352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8742106703405886352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8742106703405886352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/funny-divorce-letter.html' title='Funny Divorce Letter'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-4521384834270327154</id><published>2009-02-14T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:29:00.812-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I believe'/><title type='text'>I believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that we don't have to change friends&lt;br /&gt;if we understand that friends change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that no matter how good a friend is,&lt;br /&gt;they're going to hurt you every&lt;br /&gt;once in a while and you must forgive&lt;br /&gt;them for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SY9rT1BfBJI/AAAAAAAABt4/PTJC33uQAVM/s1600-h/I+Believe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 90px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SY9rT1BfBJI/AAAAAAAABt4/PTJC33uQAVM/s400/I+Believe.jpg" border="0" alt="I believe" title="I believe" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300573274833355922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that true friendship continues to grow,&lt;br /&gt;even over the longest distance.&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that you can do something in an instant&lt;br /&gt;that will give you heartache for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that it's taking me a long time&lt;br /&gt;to become the person I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that you should always leave loved ones&lt;br /&gt;with loving words. It may be the last&lt;br /&gt;time you see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that you can keep going&lt;br /&gt;long after you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that we are responsible for what we do,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how we feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that either you control your attitude&lt;br /&gt;or it controls you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that regardless of how hot and&lt;br /&gt;steamy a relationship is at first,&lt;br /&gt;the passion fades and there had&lt;br /&gt;better be something else to take&lt;br /&gt;its place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that heroes are the people&lt;br /&gt;who do what has to be done&lt;br /&gt;when it needs to be done,&lt;br /&gt;regardless of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that money is a lousy way of keeping score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that my best friend and I can do anything&lt;br /&gt;or nothing and have the best time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that sometimes the people you expect&lt;br /&gt;to kick you when you're down,&lt;br /&gt;will be the ones to help you get back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that sometimes when I'm angry&lt;br /&gt;I have the right to be angry,&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't give me&lt;br /&gt;the right to be cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that just because someone doesn't love&lt;br /&gt;you the way you want them to doesn't&lt;br /&gt;mean they don't love you with all they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that maturity has more to do with&lt;br /&gt;what types of experiences you've had&lt;br /&gt;and what you've learned from them&lt;br /&gt;and less to do with how many&lt;br /&gt;birthdays you've celebrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that it isn't always enough to be&lt;br /&gt;forgiven by others. Sometimes you&lt;br /&gt;have to learn to forgive yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that no matter how bad your heart is broken&lt;br /&gt;the world doesn't stop for your grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that our background and circumstances&lt;br /&gt;may have influenced who we are,&lt;br /&gt;but we are responsible for who we become.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that just because two people argue,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean they don't love each other&lt;br /&gt;And just because they don't argue,&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a&lt;br /&gt;secret. It could change your life forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that two people can look at the exact same&lt;br /&gt;thing and see something totally different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that your life can be changed in a matter of&lt;br /&gt;hours by people who don't even know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that even when you think you have no more&lt;br /&gt;to give, when a friend cries out to you&lt;br /&gt;you will find the strength to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that credentials on the wall do not make&lt;br /&gt;you a decent human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I believe&lt;/b&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;that the people you care about most in life&lt;br /&gt;are taken from you too soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-4521384834270327154?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/4521384834270327154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=4521384834270327154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/4521384834270327154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/4521384834270327154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-believe.html' title='I believe'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SY9rT1BfBJI/AAAAAAAABt4/PTJC33uQAVM/s72-c/I+Believe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-3162484287443505401</id><published>2009-02-13T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T15:20:01.051-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be yourself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be'/><title type='text'>Be yourself</title><content type='html'>* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; understanding to your perceived enemies. &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; loyal to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; strong enough to face the world each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; weak enough to know you cannot do everything alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; generous to those who need your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; frugal with that you need yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; wise enough to know that you do not know everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; foolish enough to believe in miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; willing to share your joys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SY9phqEDP-I/AAAAAAAABtw/4OkRB190zz8/s1600-h/The+Be+Attitudes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 371px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SY9phqEDP-I/AAAAAAAABtw/4OkRB190zz8/s400/The+Be+Attitudes.jpg" border="0" alt="The Be Attitudes" title="The Be Attitudes" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300571313386242018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; willing to share the sorrows of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; a leader when you see a path others have missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; a follower when you are shrouded by the mists of uncertainty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; first to congratulate an opponent who succeeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; last to criticize a colleague who fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; sure where your next step will fall, so that you will not tumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; sure of your final destination, in case you are going the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; loving to those who love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Be&lt;/b&gt; loving to those who do not love you; they may change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Above all, &lt;b&gt;Be yourself&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SY9phTaGYzI/AAAAAAAABto/2dhmsJGSoks/s1600-h/Just+Be+Yourself.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 371px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SY9phTaGYzI/AAAAAAAABto/2dhmsJGSoks/s400/Just+Be+Yourself.jpg" border="0" alt="Just Be Yourself" title="Just Be Yourself" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300571307304706866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-3162484287443505401?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/3162484287443505401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=3162484287443505401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/3162484287443505401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/3162484287443505401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/be-yourself.html' title='Be yourself'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SY9phqEDP-I/AAAAAAAABtw/4OkRB190zz8/s72-c/The+Be+Attitudes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-2505332475415675354</id><published>2009-02-12T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:14:00.374-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>TEN Things You Probably Didn't Know About The Internet</title><content type='html'>You are probably using the &lt;b&gt;Internet&lt;/b&gt; on a day to day basis, at work as well as at home.&lt;br /&gt;With this in mind – how much do you know about the &lt;b&gt;Internet&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Regardless if you know much or nothing at all are we quite sure that you won't know the following &lt;b&gt;facts&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Here are TEN fun and totally useless &lt;b&gt;facts&lt;/b&gt; that you probably did not know about the &lt;b&gt;Internet&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The phrase World Wide Web was coined by Tim Berners-Lee in 1990.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The first ever bought domain name was symbolics.com – not much to look at today, we might add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The most expensive domain name ever is sex.com that got sold for about $11 million – the type in traffic alone apparently makes it worth its price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. In 2008 were there 215 million households with online access in the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;Which corresponds to 71.4% of the U.S population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Iceland is the country with the most &lt;b&gt;Internet&lt;/b&gt; users per capita: 86% of the population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. There are still around 18 countries in the world that do not have any &lt;b&gt;Internet&lt;/b&gt; connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Google has about 3,000 employees all over the world and they go under the name "Googlers".&lt;br /&gt;The Google headquarters is called the Googleplex.&lt;br /&gt;Brain-washing, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The Martini was the most popular cocktail to search for on Google in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Each month the average &lt;b&gt;Internet&lt;/b&gt; surfer visits 59 domains, views 1,050 web pages and spends 25 hours doing all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "Google" has been searched on Google.com 2.7 billion times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-2505332475415675354?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/2505332475415675354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=2505332475415675354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/2505332475415675354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/2505332475415675354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/ten-things-you-probably-didnt-know.html' title='TEN Things You Probably Didn&apos;t Know About The Internet'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-965205296207588072</id><published>2009-02-11T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T15:10:00.670-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Human'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Human Body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facts'/><title type='text'>Cool Facts about Human Body</title><content type='html'>-Scientists say the higher your I.Q. The more you dream.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-The largest cell in the &lt;b&gt;human body&lt;/b&gt; is the female egg and the smallest is the male sperm. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-You use 200 muscles to take one step.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-The average woman is 5 inches shorter than the average man.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-Your big toes have two bones each while the rest have three.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-A pair of &lt;b&gt;human&lt;/b&gt; feet contains 250,000 sweat glands.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-A full bladder is roughly the size of a soft ball. &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-The acid in your stomach is strong enough to dissolve razor blades.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-The &lt;b&gt;human&lt;/b&gt; brain cell can hold 5 times as much information as the Encyclopedia Britannica.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-It takes the food seven seconds to get from your mouth to your stomach.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-The average &lt;b&gt;human&lt;/b&gt; dream lasts 2-3 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-Men without hair on their chests are more likely to get cirrhosis of the liver than men with hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-At the moment of conception, you spent about half an hour as a single cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-There are about one trillion bacteria on each of your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Your body gives off enough heat in 30 minutes to bring half a gallon of water to a boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-The enamel in your teeth is the hardest substance in your body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Your teeth start growing 6 months before you are born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When you are looking at someone you love, your pupils dilate, and they do the same when you are looking at someone you hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-Your thumb is the same length of your nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment I know well you are putting this last &lt;b&gt;fact&lt;/b&gt; to the test...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-965205296207588072?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/965205296207588072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=965205296207588072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/965205296207588072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/965205296207588072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/cool-facts-about-human-body.html' title='Cool Facts about Human Body'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-8246570559698702689</id><published>2009-02-10T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T15:04:00.229-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thought of sharing'/><title type='text'>Thought of sharing</title><content type='html'>Two men went fishing. One was an experienced fisherman, the other wasn't. Every time the experienced fisherman caught a big fish, he put it in his ice chest to keep it fresh. Whenever the inexperienced fisherman caught a big fish, he threw it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The experienced fisherman watched this go on all day and finally got tired of seeing the man waste good fish. "Why do you keep throwing back all the big fish you catch?" he asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inexperienced fisherman replied, "I only have a small frying pan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, like that fisherman, we throw back the big plans, big dreams, big jobs, big opportunities that God gives us. Our faith is too small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We laugh at that fisherman who didn't figure out that all he needed was a bigger frying pan, yet how ready are we to increase the size of our faith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Whether it's a problem or a possibility, God will never give you anything bigger than you can handle. That means we can confidently walk into anything God brings our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;REMEMBER:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop telling God you've got big problems.&lt;br /&gt;Tell your problems you've got a BIG GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~possibly by Wayne Rice~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-8246570559698702689?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/8246570559698702689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=8246570559698702689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8246570559698702689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8246570559698702689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/thought-of-sharing.html' title='Thought of sharing'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-8976729654406832757</id><published>2009-02-09T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:56:00.284-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghazal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pyaar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tum bin'/><title type='text'>Tum bin Ghazal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tum bin&lt;/b&gt; jena esa hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zehar ko pene jesa hai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tum se bichar ke zinda rehna,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum se pucho kesa hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mera tum ko takty rehna,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chand ko takne jesa hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tera hans ke batain karma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khilte pholon jesa hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badal tere &lt;b&gt;pyaar&lt;/b&gt; ka hamdam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaj to khul ke barsa hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chand ki nazrein jhuk jati hain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaar mera to esa hai. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-8976729654406832757?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/8976729654406832757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=8976729654406832757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8976729654406832757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8976729654406832757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/tum-bin-ghazal.html' title='Tum bin Ghazal'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-8668953224980774279</id><published>2009-02-08T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T14:54:35.715-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pyaar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dil'/><title type='text'>Dil Hi Kya Jo tere Milne Ki Dua Na kare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woh &lt;b&gt;dil&lt;/b&gt; hi kya jo tere milne ki&lt;br /&gt;dua na kare&lt;br /&gt;Main tujh ko bhool ke zinda rahoon&lt;br /&gt;khuda na kare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahe ga &lt;b&gt;pyaar&lt;/b&gt; tere saath&lt;br /&gt;zindagi ban kar&lt;br /&gt;yeh aur baat meri&lt;br /&gt;zindagi wafa na kare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeh theek hai nahi marta koi&lt;br /&gt;judaii mein&lt;br /&gt;khuda kisi ko kisi se&lt;br /&gt;magar juda na kare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agar wafa pe bharoosa rahe&lt;br /&gt;na duniya ko&lt;br /&gt;tu koi shakhs muhabbat ke&lt;br /&gt;husla na kare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suna hai  uss ko muhabbat&lt;br /&gt;duaein deti hai&lt;br /&gt;jo &lt;b&gt;dil&lt;/b&gt; pe chut khaye&lt;br /&gt;magar gila na kare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bujha diya hai naseeboon ne&lt;br /&gt;mere &lt;b&gt;pyaar&lt;/b&gt; ka chand&lt;br /&gt;koi diya meri palkoon pe&lt;br /&gt;ab jala na kare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zamana dekh chuka hai&lt;br /&gt;parakh chuka hai usse,&lt;br /&gt;"Qateel" jaan se jaye magar&lt;br /&gt;iltja na kare..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-8668953224980774279?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/8668953224980774279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=8668953224980774279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8668953224980774279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8668953224980774279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/dil-hi-kya-jo-tere-milne-ki-dua-na-kare.html' title='Dil Hi Kya Jo tere Milne Ki Dua Na kare'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-4966403041638377719</id><published>2009-02-05T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:11:00.830-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT Industries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Forwards'/><title type='text'>For IT people</title><content type='html'>If you have been in &lt;b&gt;IT industry&lt;/b&gt; too long these are your symptoms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) You use phrases like "No issues" and "Value addition" in everyday parlance. For e.g. When talking about your doodhwalla, You say, "His milk does zero value addition to my health but he is the only guy around so no issues"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Your prime source of entertainment is the forwards send to You by friends whose faces You cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) You drink more tea or coffee than water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) You keep trying to shut down Your home computer by pressing Ctrl+Alt+ Del (used to lock office comps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) When Your mobile rings at home, You rush outside to receive thecall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) When You make calls at home, You accidentally dial "0"to get an outside line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) You haven't played Solitaire with real cards in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) Your last crush was a girl in HR, Your current crush is the new girl in HR and all Your crushes in the future willbe girls in HR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) You spend the entire day reading forwards, smoking cigarettes, drinking tea/coffee and playing T.T. and then complain about the late working hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) Your important 'meetings' usually comprise two or three people max, including yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) You secretly prepare for CAT only to find Your PL sitting behind you at the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) You keep pressing Ctrl+Enter wondering why your gmail is not going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) You email Your mate who works at the desk next to U.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) As You read this list, You r thinking of sending it to Your friends who are also in IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.)You r too busy to notice there was no line no. 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.)You r not sure so You scroll back check it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.)And now You r smiling!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-4966403041638377719?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/4966403041638377719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=4966403041638377719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/4966403041638377719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/4966403041638377719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-it-people.html' title='For IT people'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-7926316026692193705</id><published>2009-02-04T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T11:00:27.393-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positive Thinking Forwards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Innovative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Creative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Think differently and positively'/><title type='text'>Think differently and positively</title><content type='html'>A blind boy sat on the steps of&lt;br /&gt;a building with a hat by his feet. He held up a sign which said: "I&lt;br /&gt;am blind, please help." There were only a few coins in the hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man was walking by. He took a&lt;br /&gt;few coins from his pocket and dropped them into the hat. He then took the&lt;br /&gt;sign, turned it around, and wrote some words. He put the sign back so that&lt;br /&gt;everyone who walked by would see the new words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the hat began to fill up. A&lt;br /&gt;lot more people were giving money to the blind boy. That afternoon the&lt;br /&gt;man who had changed the sign came to see how things were. The boy recognized&lt;br /&gt;his footsteps and asked, "Were you the one who changed my sign this&lt;br /&gt;morning? What did you write?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man said, "I only wrote&lt;br /&gt;the truth. I said what you said but in a different way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he had written was: "Today&lt;br /&gt;is a beautiful day and I cannot see it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think the first sign and&lt;br /&gt;the second sign were saying the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course both signs told people&lt;br /&gt;the boy was blind. But the first sign simply said the boy was blind. The&lt;br /&gt;second sign told people they were so lucky that they were not blind. Should&lt;br /&gt;we be surprised that the second sign was more effective?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moral of the Story:&lt;/b&gt; Be thankful&lt;br /&gt;for what you have. Be &lt;b&gt;creative&lt;/b&gt;. Be &lt;b&gt;innovative&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Think differently and positively&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invite others towards good with&lt;br /&gt;wisdom. Live life with no excuse and love with no regrets. When life gives&lt;br /&gt;you a 100 reasons to cry, show life that you have 1000 reasons to smile.&lt;br /&gt;Face your past without regret. Handle your present with confidence. Prepare&lt;br /&gt;for the future without fear. Keep the faith and drop the fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great men say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life has to be&lt;br /&gt;an incessant process of repair and reconstruction, of discarding evil and&lt;br /&gt;developing goodness"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-7926316026692193705?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/7926316026692193705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=7926316026692193705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/7926316026692193705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/7926316026692193705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/think-differently-and-positively.html' title='Think differently and positively'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-1301156287039636285</id><published>2009-02-03T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T16:36:00.179-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Attitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Forwards'/><title type='text'>Its Attitude That Matters</title><content type='html'>Ek din ek kutta jungle main raasta kho gaya. Tabhi usane dekha ek sher uskii taraf aa raha hai. Kutte ki saans sookh gayi. "Aaj to kaam tamaam mera!" usne socha. Phir usne saamane kuchh sookhi haddiyan padi dekhi. Woh aate hue sher ki taraf peeth kar ke baith gaya aur ek sookhi hadii ko choosane laga aur zor zor se bolne laga, "wah! Sher ko khaane ka maza hi kuchh aur hai. Ek aur mil jaaye to poori daawat ho jayegi!" Aur usne zor se dakaar mara. Is bar sher sakate mein aa gayaa. Usne socha "ye kutta to sher ka shikar karta hai! Jaan bacha kara bhago!" Aur sher wahan se champat ho gaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ped par baitha ek Bandar yeh sab tamasha dekh raha tha. Usne socha yeh mauka achha hai sher ko sari kahani bata deta hoon – sher se dosti ho jayegi aur usase zindagi bhar ke liye jaan ka khatra dur ho jayega. Woh phataphat sher ke pichhe bhaga. Kutte ne Bandar ko jaate hue dekh liya aur samajh gaya ki koi locha hai. Udhar Bandar ne sher ko sab bata diya ki kaise kutte ne use bewakoof banaya hai. Sher zor se dahada, "chal mere sath abhi uski leela kahatam karta hu" aur Bandar ko apani peeth par baitha kar sher kutte ki taraf lapka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kutte ne sher ko aate dekha to ek bar phir uskii taraf peeth karke baith gaya aur zor zor se bolne laga, "Is Bandar ko bheje ek ghanta ho gaya saala ek sher phaans kar nahi la sakta!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-1301156287039636285?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/1301156287039636285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=1301156287039636285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/1301156287039636285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/1301156287039636285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-attitude-that-matters.html' title='Its Attitude That Matters'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-79465926977025080</id><published>2009-02-02T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T12:54:00.710-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corporate Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT Industries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Forwards'/><title type='text'>Moral from a Corporate Story</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time the government with Ruling Party XYZ.. had a vast scrap yard in the middle of a desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruling Party XYZ Said.. - "Someone may steal from it at night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they created a night watchman position and hired a person for the job. Then Ruling Party XYZ Said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "How does the watchman do his job without instruction?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they created a planning department and hired two people, one person to write the instructions, and one person to do time studies. Then Ruling Party XYZ Said..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "How will we know the night watchman is doing the tasks correctly?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they created a Quality Control department and hired two people. One to do the studies and one to write the reports. Then Ruling Party XYZ Said.. ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "How are these people going to get paid?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they created the following positions, a time keeper, and a payroll officer, then hired two people. Then Ruling Party XYZ Said..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Who will be accountable for all of these people?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they created an administrative section and hired three people, an Administrative Officer, Assistant Administrative Officer, and a Legal Secretary. Then Ruling Party XYZ Said..,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "We have had this command in operation for one year and we are $18,000 over budget, we must cutback overall cost."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they lay off the night watchman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;"Current Situation In &lt;b&gt;IT industries&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-79465926977025080?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/79465926977025080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=79465926977025080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/79465926977025080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/79465926977025080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/02/moral-from-corporate-story.html' title='Moral from a Corporate Story'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-8273839420171566413</id><published>2009-02-01T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T12:49:00.850-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outlook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Microsoft Outlook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shortcuts'/><title type='text'>Shortcuts to help you move faster in Microsoft Outlook</title><content type='html'>Here are a list of &lt;b&gt;shortcuts&lt;/b&gt; to help you move faster in &lt;b&gt;Microsoft Outlook&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Alt + . (period) Open the Address Book with the To field selected&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + A Open the Action drop-down menu&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + B Open the Address Book with the BCC field selected&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + C Select message recipients for CC field&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + D Switch to Daily calendar view&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + E Open the Edit drop-down menu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Alt + F Open the File drop-down menu&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + G Open the Go drop-down menu&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + H Open the Help drop-down menu&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + I Open the Find tool bar / Open the Insert&lt;br /&gt;    drop-down menu&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + J Move to the Subject field&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + K Check names in the To, CC, or BCC field against the Address Book (cursor must be in the corresponding message header field)&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + L Reply All&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + M Switch to Monthly calendar view&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + N Open the Accounts drop-down menu&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + O Open the Format drop-down menu / Switch to Today calendar view&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + P Open the Message Options dialog box&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + R Reply / Switch to Work Week Calendar view&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + S Send&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + T Open the Tools drop-down menu&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + V Open the View drop-down menu&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + W Forward an item / Switch to Weekly calendar view&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + Y Switch to Daily calendar view&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + 1 Go to Mail&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + 2 Go to Calendar&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + 3 Go to Contacts&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + 4 Go to Tasks&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + 5 Go to Notes&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + 6 Go to Folder List&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + 7 Go to Shortcuts&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + 8 Go to Journal&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + A Select all&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + B Bold when editing a rich text message&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + C Copy&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + D Delete an item (message, task, contact, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + E Activate the Find drop-down menu / Center Align when editing a rich text message&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + F Forward&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + J Open a new Journal Entry from the selected item (message, task, contact, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + K Check names in the To, CC, or BCC field against the Address Book (cursor must be in the corresponding message header field)&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + M Send/Receive all&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + O Open&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + P Print&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Q Mark the selected message Read&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + R Reply&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + S Save a draft message&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + T Tab&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + U Mark the selected message Unread&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + V Paste&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + X Cut&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Y Go to Folder&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Z Undo&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Backspace Delete the previous word&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + End Move to the end&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Home Move to the beginning&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + A Open a new Appointment&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + B Open the Address Book&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + C Create a new Contact&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + E Open a new folder&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + F Open the Advanced Find window&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + G Flag message for follow up&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + J Open a new Journal Entry&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + K Open a new Task&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + L Open a new Distribution List&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + M Open a new Message&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + N Open a new Note&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + O Switch to the Outbox&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + P Open the New Search Folder window&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + Q Open a new Meeting Request&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + R Reply All&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + S Open a new Discussion&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + U Open a new Task Request&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl + Shift + Y Copy a Folder&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Shift + Tab Select the previous message header button or field&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    F1 Open &lt;b&gt;Outlook&lt;/b&gt; Help&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    F3 Activate the Find tool bar&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    F4 Open the Find window&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    F7 Spell check&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    F9 Send and receive all&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    F10 Select File from the &lt;b&gt;Outlook&lt;/b&gt; tool bar button&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    F11 Activate the “Find a contact” dialog box&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    F12 Save As&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Alt + F4 Close the active window&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-8273839420171566413?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/8273839420171566413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=8273839420171566413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8273839420171566413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8273839420171566413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/01/shortcuts-to-help-you-move-faster-in.html' title='Shortcuts to help you move faster in Microsoft Outlook'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-6367018679396458735</id><published>2009-01-31T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T11:54:06.675-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Friendship vs Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friendship&lt;/b&gt; is a quiet walk in the park with the one you trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt; is when you feel like you are the only two around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friendship&lt;/b&gt; is when they gaze into your eyes and you know they care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt; is when they gaze into your eyes and it warms your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friendship&lt;/b&gt; is being close even when you are far apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt; is when you can still feel their hand on your heart when they are not near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friendship&lt;/b&gt; is hoping that they experience the very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt; is when you bring them the very best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friendship&lt;/b&gt; occupies your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt; occupies your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friendship&lt;/b&gt; is knowing that you will always try to be there when in need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt; is when you will give up everything to be at their side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friendship&lt;/b&gt; is warm smile in the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt; is a warming touch that sends a pulse through your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friendship&lt;/b&gt; can survive without &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt; cannot live without &lt;b&gt;friendship&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SYSsGPe0G8I/AAAAAAAABkI/qUNESSM1nsA/s1600-h/Friendship+vs+Love.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SYSsGPe0G8I/AAAAAAAABkI/qUNESSM1nsA/s400/Friendship+vs+Love.jpeg" alt="Friendship vs Love" title="Friendship vs Love" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297548284929514434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-6367018679396458735?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/6367018679396458735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=6367018679396458735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/6367018679396458735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/6367018679396458735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship-vs-love.html' title='Friendship vs Love'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SYSsGPe0G8I/AAAAAAAABkI/qUNESSM1nsA/s72-c/Friendship+vs+Love.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-269781271485754230</id><published>2009-01-28T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T14:18:00.993-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strength of a Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty of a Woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man'/><title type='text'>Strength of a Man and Beauty of a Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Strength of a Man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;strength of a man&lt;/b&gt; isn't seen in the width of his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;It is seen in the width of his arms that encircle you.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;strength of a man&lt;/b&gt; isn't in the deep tone of his voice.&lt;br /&gt;It is in the gentle words he whispers.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;strength of a man&lt;/b&gt; isn't how many buddies he has.&lt;br /&gt;It is how good a buddy he is with his kids.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;strength of a man&lt;/b&gt; isn't in how respected he is at work.&lt;br /&gt;It is in how respected he is at home.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;strength of a man&lt;/b&gt; isn't in how hard he hits..&lt;br /&gt;It is in how tender he touches.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;strength of a man&lt;/b&gt; isn't how many women he's Loved by.&lt;br /&gt;It is in can he be true to one woman.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;strength of a man&lt;/b&gt; isn't in the weight he can lift.&lt;br /&gt;It is in the burdens he can understand and overcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SXzlqN_TqeI/AAAAAAAABg8/eXs0-LMAFio/s1600-h/French+Kiss+by+couple.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SXzlqN_TqeI/AAAAAAAABg8/eXs0-LMAFio/s400/French+Kiss+by+couple.jpeg" border="0" alt="French Kiss by couple" title="French Kiss by couple" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295359775353317858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beauty of a Woman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;beauty of a woman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is not in the clothes she wears,&lt;br /&gt;The figure she carries,&lt;br /&gt;Or the way she combs her hair.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;beauty of a woman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be seen from her eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Because that is the doorway to her heart,&lt;br /&gt;The place where love resides.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;beauty of a woman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is not in a facial mole,&lt;br /&gt;But true beauty in a woman&lt;br /&gt;Is reflected in her soul.&lt;br /&gt;It is the caring that she lovingly gives,&lt;br /&gt;The passion that she shows,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;beauty of a woman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With passing years-only grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky is the man who is the first love of a woman,&lt;br /&gt;but luckier is the woman who is the last love of a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SXzlqHcHU5I/AAAAAAAABhE/SeuZ03OUMZs/s1600-h/Caring+couple.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SXzlqHcHU5I/AAAAAAAABhE/SeuZ03OUMZs/s400/Caring+couple.jpeg" border="0" alt="Caring couple" title="Caring couple" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295359773595095954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Happens Only Once....&lt;br /&gt;Rest Is Just Life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-269781271485754230?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/269781271485754230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=269781271485754230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/269781271485754230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/269781271485754230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/01/strength-of-man-and-beauty-of-woman.html' title='Strength of a Man and Beauty of a Woman'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SXzlqN_TqeI/AAAAAAAABg8/eXs0-LMAFio/s72-c/French+Kiss+by+couple.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-2989047875538793084</id><published>2009-01-27T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:32:00.151-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gulzar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tu Meri Dost Hain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yuvraaj'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A R Rahman'/><title type='text'>Tu Meri Dost Hain-Lyrics of Yuvraaj</title><content type='html'>Song : Tu Meri Dost Hain&lt;br /&gt;Music : A R Rahman&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics : Gulzar&lt;br /&gt;Singers : Benny Dayal &amp; Shreya Ghoshal&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Aaja Main Hawaon Pe Bithake Le Chalun&lt;br /&gt;Tu Hi Toh, Tu Hi Toh Meri Doost Hain&lt;br /&gt;Aaja Main Khalaon Mein Uthake Le Chalun&lt;br /&gt;Tu Hi Toh Meri Doost Hain&lt;br /&gt;Awaaz Ka Dariya Hoon, Behta Hoon Main Nili Raaton Mein&lt;br /&gt;Main Jaagta Rehta Hoon, Neend Bhari Jheel Si Aankhon Mein&lt;br /&gt;Awaaz Hoon Mainâ€¦&lt;br /&gt;Aaja Main Hawaon Pe Bithake Le Chaloon&lt;br /&gt;Tu Hi Toh, Tu Hi Toh Meri Doost Hain&lt;br /&gt;Aaja Main Khalaon Mein Uthake Le Chaloon&lt;br /&gt;Tu Hi Toh Meri Doost Hain&lt;br /&gt;Raat Mein Chandni Kabhi, Aisi Gungunati Hain&lt;br /&gt;Sunn Zara Lagta Hain Tumse, Awaaz Milati Hain&lt;br /&gt;Main Khayalon Ki Mehek Hoon, Gungunate Hain Saaz Par&lt;br /&gt;Ho Sake Toh Milale, Awaaz Ku Le Saaz Par..&lt;br /&gt;Aaja Main Hawaon Pe Bithake Le Chalun&lt;br /&gt;Tu Hi Toh Meri Doost Hain&lt;br /&gt;Aaja Main Khalaon Mein Uthake Le Chaloon&lt;br /&gt;Tu Hi Toh Meri Doost Hain&lt;br /&gt;Awaaz Ka Dariya Hoon, Behta Hoon Main Nili Raaton Mein&lt;br /&gt;Main Jaagta Rehta Hoon, Neend Bhari Jheel Si Aankhon Mein&lt;br /&gt;Awaaz Hoon Mainâ€¦&lt;br /&gt;O Kabhi Kehta Hai Saahil, Jahan Shaam Utarti Hain&lt;br /&gt;Kehte Hain Samunder Se, Ek Pari Gujarti Hain&lt;br /&gt;Woh Raat Ki Rani Hain, Sargam Par Chalti Hain&lt;br /&gt;Re Sa Re Sa Re Sa, Sa Re Sa Re Sa Re&lt;br /&gt;Aaja Main Hawaon Pe Bithake Le Chaloon&lt;br /&gt;Tu Hi Toh, Tu Hi Toh Mera Doost Hain&lt;br /&gt;Aaja Main Khalaon Mein Uthake Le Chaloon&lt;br /&gt;Tu Hi Toh Mera Doost Hain&lt;br /&gt;Awaaz Ka Dariya Hoon, Behti Hoon Mein Nilli Raaton Mein&lt;br /&gt;Main Jagti Rehti Hoon, Neend Bhari Jheel Si Aankhon Mein&lt;br /&gt;Awaaz Hoon Mainâ€¦...&lt;br /&gt;Awaaz Hoon Mainâ€¦...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-2989047875538793084?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/2989047875538793084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=2989047875538793084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/2989047875538793084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/2989047875538793084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/01/tu-meri-dost-hain-lyrics-of-yuvraaj.html' title='Tu Meri Dost Hain-Lyrics of Yuvraaj'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-4541908245529231692</id><published>2009-01-26T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T10:58:35.120-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Republic Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indian'/><title type='text'>Ye Hai INDIA Meri Jaan-Making INDIA proud</title><content type='html'>We know that we celebrate &lt;b&gt;Republic Day&lt;/b&gt; on January 26. But sometimes, we may forget why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the birthday of the supreme law of our nation, the Constitution of &lt;b&gt;India&lt;/b&gt;, which was passed by the Constituent Assembly on January 26, 1949, and came into effect on January 26, 1950. It contains our self-image, our world view and our intentions towards one another and non-&lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's profoundly moving to read the Preamble and the Articles that detail our fundamental rights and duties and the directive principles of our nationhood. Though salted by now in scripture, I find that my heart leaps with a special thrill each time I happen to read something in the Constitution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly rate it as all the scripture we ever need, for leading our lives with goodwill and a sound work ethic. Essentially, the Constitution seems to be about space and responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are meant to give each other plenty of space and ensure a fair availability of skillsets and life-enabling facilities. Beyond that, there has to be room for individual merit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Constitution says we're to have physical, intellectual, emotional and spiritual space, by which we are empowered to take a fair shot at making our lives happen. If I had to pick a mudra or coded hand sign to represent the Constitution, I'd do a Namaste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Namaste, says, "I salute the Me in You, which both spring from the One." We're acknowledging our connectedness as human beings and also our space in the vaster scheme of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old ones sensed a greater Energy everywhere and in themselves, but couldn't get a fix on it. "Neti, neti, neti" (Not this, Not this, Not this,") they said in a process of elimination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what was 'It'? The Constitution does a good job of trying to answer that question. It gathers up much that is good and worth keeping in the history of thought and tells us what our lives as modern &lt;b&gt;Indians&lt;/b&gt; should be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Making INDIA proud&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4CB08Cn4I/AAAAAAAABjk/RZ6WplLGu2M/s1600-h/Aish+at+Taj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4CB08Cn4I/AAAAAAAABjk/RZ6WplLGu2M/s400/Aish+at+Taj.jpg" border="0" alt="Aish at Taj" title="Aish at Taj" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295672442247880578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Indians&lt;/b&gt; have made the country proud world-over having excelled as scientists, doctors, engineers, entrepreneurs and actors. &lt;b&gt;India&lt;/b&gt; has a rich culture and a distinguished history, whose legacy stands tall even today. As a proud nation of a billion celebrates its 60th &lt;b&gt;Republic Day&lt;/b&gt;, here's a look at what makes &lt;b&gt;India&lt;/b&gt; so special...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4CB3s3LPI/AAAAAAAABjc/0Gzn1uWxx1g/s1600-h/Stock+Marcket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4CB3s3LPI/AAAAAAAABjc/0Gzn1uWxx1g/s400/Stock+Marcket.jpg" border="0" alt="Stock Market" title="Stock Market" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295672442989522162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Incredible India Inc -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; entrepreneurs hold top positions in several multi-national companies. It's said that four out of the ten start-ups in the Silicon Valley are run by &lt;b&gt;Indians&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Indians&lt;/b&gt; are the richest Immigrant class in the US. Also, the number of companies listed in the Bombay Stock Exchange is more than 6000, second to only US's New York Stock exchange.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4CBtFdz7I/AAAAAAAABjU/YUV6b-q5wog/s1600-h/Slum+Dog+Millionaire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4CBtFdz7I/AAAAAAAABjU/YUV6b-q5wog/s400/Slum+Dog+Millionaire.jpg" border="0" alt="Slumdog Millionaire" title="Slumdog Millionaire" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295672440139927474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fascinating film fraternity -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; tinsel town is singing praises of A R Rahman, who has got a nod for the Oscars. And the movie 'Slumdog Millionaire' with world-class music, an &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; cast and based on an &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; theme, doing exceptionally well in the international circuit, it's time more &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; films to get the recognition they deserve. We are way ahead of Hollywood in the numbers game, with more that 800 movies being churned out each year in &lt;b&gt;India&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4CBj0wikI/AAAAAAAABjM/r6h4o68z_pY/s1600-h/Indian+Beauties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4CBj0wikI/AAAAAAAABjM/r6h4o68z_pY/s400/Indian+Beauties.jpg" border="0" alt="Indian Beauties" title="Indian Beauties" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295672437653932610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pretty 'desi' damsels -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; From Aishwarya Rai and Sushmita Sen to Lara Dutta, Diana Hayden, to runner up Parvathy Omanakuttan, &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; damsels have won six Miss World/Miss Universe beauty pageant titles in the last decade, way ahead of the rest of the world. Former Miss World and Bollywood actress, Aishwarya Rai's eyes have also been voted as the sexiest eyes in the World.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4CBpLcUpI/AAAAAAAABjE/3nL7-ZMTanI/s1600-h/Army.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4CBpLcUpI/AAAAAAAABjE/3nL7-ZMTanI/s400/Army.jpg" border="0" alt="Army" title="Army" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295672439091253906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Peaceful yet prepared -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; For peace, we stand. In an eventful history, &lt;b&gt;India's&lt;/b&gt; among the few in the World who have never invaded nor plundered the wealth of any other country. Always on the vigil, the current &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; army is the third-largest in the World with a strong contingent of 1.5 million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4BtgMFQeI/AAAAAAAABi8/MpATfoMKzUM/s1600-h/Abhinav+Bindra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4BtgMFQeI/AAAAAAAABi8/MpATfoMKzUM/s400/Abhinav+Bindra.jpg" border="0" alt="Abhinav Bindra" title="Abhinav Bindra" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295672093080633826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Striking strides in sports -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; sports persons have made the country proud on several occasions. Some recent laurels include Abhinav Bindra's gold at the Olympics, MS Dhoni's boys winning cricket's inaugural 20twenty World Cup and Vishwanathan Anand retaining his FIDE World Chess Champion title.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4Btgk2grI/AAAAAAAABi0/oifmY7AcAWM/s1600-h/Mathematics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4Btgk2grI/AAAAAAAABi0/oifmY7AcAWM/s400/Mathematics.jpg" border="0" alt="Mathematics" title="Mathematics" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295672093184524978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Marked in mathematics -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; The number zero, was perhaps, &lt;b&gt;India's&lt;/b&gt; best ever gift to mathematics. And over the centuries, &lt;b&gt;Indians&lt;/b&gt; have shone in many areas of research in mathematics. From Srinivasa Ramanujan to the human computer Shakuntala Devi, the list is endless.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4BtSFcMnI/AAAAAAAABis/z6wKEeHYlco/s1600-h/Medical+Marvels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4BtSFcMnI/AAAAAAAABis/z6wKEeHYlco/s400/Medical+Marvels.jpg" border="0" alt="Medical Marvels" title="Medical Marvels" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295672089294680690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Medical marvels -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;India's&lt;/b&gt; contribution to the field medicine dates back to the 6th century BC when saint Sushruta, compiled a book with his findings about medicines and their uses and methods for surgery. And over the last couple of decades, the alternate stream of medicine, Ayurveda, has become one of the most sought medical streams across the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4BtZK7l4I/AAAAAAAABik/_VYB3cPW29s/s1600-h/Indian+Railways.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4BtZK7l4I/AAAAAAAABik/_VYB3cPW29s/s400/Indian+Railways.jpg" border="0" alt="Indian Railways" title="Indian Railways" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295672091196757890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Remarkable Indian Railways -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; From the proposed bullet trains, to the passenger and goods trains, the &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; Railways, is one massive network serving the nation. This makes the &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; Railways, which employs more than a million people, the largest employer in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4Bs7dc0lI/AAAAAAAABic/zMdQBdRX2Vs/s1600-h/Gold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4Bs7dc0lI/AAAAAAAABic/zMdQBdRX2Vs/s400/Gold.jpg" border="0" alt="Gold" title="Gold" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295672083221369426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;A nation in gold -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Can you imagine an &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; wedding without the bride being decked up in all the gold ornaments? &lt;b&gt;Indians&lt;/b&gt; consume a fifth of the world's total gold output and the percentage is increasing by the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-4541908245529231692?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/4541908245529231692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=4541908245529231692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/4541908245529231692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/4541908245529231692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/01/ye-hai-india-meri-jaan-making-india.html' title='Ye Hai INDIA Meri Jaan-Making INDIA proud'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SX4CB08Cn4I/AAAAAAAABjk/RZ6WplLGu2M/s72-c/Aish+at+Taj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-3132356352954852978</id><published>2009-01-25T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:49:22.305-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Republic Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Republic Day'/><title type='text'>Happy Republic Day</title><content type='html'>26th January 1950 is one of the most important days in Indian history as it was on this day the constitution of India came into force and India became a truly sovereign state. In this day India became a totally republican unit. The country finally realized the dream of Mahatma Gandhi and the numerous freedom fighters who, fought for and sacrificed their lives for the Independence of their country. So, the 26th of January was decreed a national holiday and has been recognized and celebrated as the &lt;b&gt;Republic Day&lt;/b&gt; of India, ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SXzdA67Cx_I/AAAAAAAABfk/LwARFsPWoIc/s1600-h/Happy+Republic+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SXzdA67Cx_I/AAAAAAAABfk/LwARFsPWoIc/s400/Happy+Republic+Day.jpg" border="0" alt="Happy Republic Day" title="Happy Republic Day" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295350269767501810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the &lt;b&gt;Republic Day&lt;/b&gt; is celebrated with much enthusiasm all over the country and especially in the capital, New Delhi where the celebrations start with the Presidential to the nation. The beginning of the occasion is always a solemn reminder of the sacrifice of the martyrs who died for the country in the freedom movement and the succeeding wars for the defense of sovereignty of their country. Then, the President comes forward to award the medals of bravery to the people from the armed forces for their exceptional courage in the field and also the civilians, who have distinguished themselves by their different acts of valour in different situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SXzdAmSjQGI/AAAAAAAABfc/kEHCTF8wdVM/s1600-h/Happy+Republic+Day1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SXzdAmSjQGI/AAAAAAAABfc/kEHCTF8wdVM/s400/Happy+Republic+Day1.jpg" border="0" alt="Happy Republic Day" title="Happy Republic Day" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295350264228954210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To mark the importance of this occasion, every year a grand parade is held in the capital, from the Rajghat, along the Vijaypath. The different regiments of the army, the Navy and the Air force march past in all their finery and official decorations even the horses of the cavalry are attractively caparisoned to suit the occasion. The crÃ¨me of N.C.C cadets, selected from all over the country consider it an honour to participate in this event, as do the school children from various schools in the capital. They spend many days preparing for the event and no expense is spared to see that every detail is taken care of, from their practice for the drills, the essential props and their uniforms. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    The parade is followed by a pageant of spectacular displays from the different states of the country. These moving exhibits depict scenes of activities of people in those states and the music and songs of that particular state accompany each display. Each display brings out the diversity and richness of the culture of India and the whole show lends a festive air to the occasion. The parade and the ensuing pageantry is telecast by the National Television and is watched by millions of viewers in every corner of the country. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    The patriotic fervor of the people on this day brings the whole country together even in her essential diversity. Every part of the country is represented in occasion, which makes the &lt;b&gt;Republic Day&lt;/b&gt; the most popular of all the national holidays of India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SXzdAqM0PgI/AAAAAAAABfU/VInVvMygUJw/s1600-h/Happy+Republic+Day2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SXzdAqM0PgI/AAAAAAAABfU/VInVvMygUJw/s400/Happy+Republic+Day2.jpg" border="0" alt="Happy Republic Day" title="Happy Republic Day" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295350265278643714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-3132356352954852978?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/3132356352954852978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=3132356352954852978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/3132356352954852978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/3132356352954852978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-republic-day.html' title='Happy Republic Day'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SXzdA67Cx_I/AAAAAAAABfk/LwARFsPWoIc/s72-c/Happy+Republic+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-8231153370207861642</id><published>2009-01-22T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:35:54.727-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indian'/><title type='text'>How Indian mind works</title><content type='html'>An &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; man walks into a bank in&lt;br /&gt;New York City and asks for the loan officer.&lt;br /&gt;He tells the loan officer that he is going to India on business&lt;br /&gt;for two weeks and needs to borrow $5,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bank officer tells him that the bank&lt;br /&gt;will need some form of security for the loan,&lt;br /&gt;so the &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; man hands over the keys&lt;br /&gt;and documents of new Ferrari parked&lt;br /&gt;on the street in front of the bank.&lt;br /&gt;He produces the title and everything checks out.&lt;br /&gt;The loan officer agrees to accept&lt;br /&gt;the car as collateral for the loan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bank's president and its officers&lt;br /&gt;all enjoy a good laugh at the &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for using a $250,000 Ferrari&lt;br /&gt;as collateral against a $5,000 loan.&lt;br /&gt;An employee of the bank then&lt;br /&gt;drives the Ferrari into the bank's&lt;br /&gt;underground garage and parks it there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks later, the &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; returns,&lt;br /&gt;repays the $5,000 and the interest,&lt;br /&gt;which comes to $15.41.&lt;br /&gt;The loan officer says,&lt;br /&gt;"Sir, we are very happy to have had your business,&lt;br /&gt;and this transaction has worked out very nicely,&lt;br /&gt;but we are a little puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;While you were away,&lt;br /&gt;we checked you out and found that you are a multi millionaire.&lt;br /&gt;What puzzles us is, why would you bother to borrow "$5,000" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where else in New York City can I park my car&lt;br /&gt;for two weeks for only $15.41&lt;br /&gt;and expect it to be there when I return'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the &lt;b&gt;mind&lt;/b&gt; of the &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why India is shining&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-8231153370207861642?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/8231153370207861642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=8231153370207861642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8231153370207861642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8231153370207861642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-indian-mind-works.html' title='How Indian mind works'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-2812954384253338080</id><published>2009-01-21T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:34:00.922-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Virus'/><title type='text'>Explanation of Virus</title><content type='html'>WHAT IS A &lt;b&gt;VIRUS&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;b&gt;Virus&lt;/b&gt; is a little program who's activity can destruct/destroy&lt;br /&gt;some files and a computer system. If this program does not open, it's&lt;br /&gt;inactive and could not or will not destroy anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS A &lt;b&gt;VIRUS&lt;/b&gt;-EMAIL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The &lt;b&gt;virus&lt;/b&gt; program is brought to you by an email as attachment. It&lt;br /&gt;has a server itself (&lt;b&gt;virus&lt;/b&gt; server). File &lt;b&gt;virus&lt;/b&gt; attachments cannot go to&lt;br /&gt;another email, such as an email was sent by user (netter), member,&lt;br /&gt;moderator etc to be as their attachment. It must be brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;email itself,that we called EMAIL Of &lt;b&gt;VIRUS&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THEIR ADDRESS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) EMAIL OF &lt;b&gt;VIRUS&lt;/b&gt; would be sent by any email address of any account,&lt;br /&gt;that it found and cracked from some mailbox or address-book of other&lt;br /&gt;person anywhere. So that why the email of &lt;b&gt;virus&lt;/b&gt; looks like it was sent by our&lt;br /&gt;friend, our member,our moderator etc..... even it is able to email a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;virus&lt;/b&gt; by our own email address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO SEE IS THAT A &lt;b&gt;VIRUS&lt;/b&gt; ATTACHMENT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) To identification of &lt;b&gt;virus&lt;/b&gt; attachment:&lt;br /&gt;a). it has a small size ( &lt;190KB )sometimes it will be upto 600 kb&lt;br /&gt;b). it has extension file name such as below:&lt;br /&gt;*.scr&lt;br /&gt;*.clp&lt;br /&gt;*.pif&lt;br /&gt;*.bat&lt;br /&gt;*.exe&lt;br /&gt;*.com&lt;br /&gt;*.txt&lt;br /&gt;*.doc&lt;br /&gt;*.lhz&lt;br /&gt;*.rhz&lt;br /&gt;and some time it's compressed by *.zip file.&lt;br /&gt;Also by the fake name HotMovie.MPEG__________scr.&lt;br /&gt;Actually the file is &lt;b&gt;virus&lt;/b&gt; file with extension .scr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO SEE IS THAT AN EMAIL &lt;b&gt;VIRUS&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) You are would able to understand an email &lt;b&gt;virus&lt;/b&gt; from their SUBJECT,&lt;br /&gt;most of them contains an amazing statement or unusual word, such as&lt;br /&gt;below:&lt;br /&gt;Weah ^_^ :))&lt;br /&gt;Hokki=)&lt;br /&gt;Hi :)&lt;br /&gt;ello!=))&lt;br /&gt;Hello -:))&lt;br /&gt;Hey, dude, it's me ^_^&lt;br /&gt;access Mpeg&lt;br /&gt;Re:your text&lt;br /&gt;Re:Text message&lt;br /&gt;Re:Msg reply&lt;br /&gt;Re:Is that your document?&lt;br /&gt;Re:Hot Movie(MPEG)&lt;br /&gt;Re:Information...&lt;br /&gt;Re;Important info&lt;br /&gt;Re:This is your photos!:)&lt;br /&gt;and more, and more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you received emails with the subject matter as above, you&lt;br /&gt;should delete even with out opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have words in your email subject which resembles a &lt;b&gt;virus&lt;/b&gt; mail&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise your email would be deleted by recipient[s].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE AWARE it's dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** If one of your file is infected by &lt;b&gt;virus&lt;/b&gt;, it will change into&lt;br /&gt;function of a &lt;b&gt;virus&lt;/b&gt; and might infecte all files in your hard disk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-2812954384253338080?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/2812954384253338080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=2812954384253338080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/2812954384253338080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/2812954384253338080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/01/explanation-of-virus.html' title='Explanation of Virus'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-4529961247381979461</id><published>2009-01-20T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T07:44:25.023-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Word'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English Grammer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>Mistakenly used words</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Maybe or May Be?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, the compound &lt;b&gt;word&lt;/b&gt;, is an adverb meaning "perhaps" or "possibly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be is a verb phrase meaning "might be" or "could be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examples: Maybe I will go out tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be going out tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moral or Morale?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morale, accent on second syllable, is a noun meaning "a person's mental or emotional state."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral, accent on first syllable, is either a noun meaning "the lesson from a story" or an adjective meaning "virtuous, behaving according to high standards."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examples: Team morale rose after the no-hitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story is "Never tell a lie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made a point with her moral and ethical actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using Of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not use of to replace the verb have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Could Of or Could Have? for examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;word&lt;/b&gt; of following the prepositions outside, inside, off, or atop is nonstandard. Simply drop the &lt;b&gt;word&lt;/b&gt; of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incorrect: He looked inside of the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correct: He looked inside the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Official or Officious?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official is far more common. It usually is an adjective meaning "authorized." As a noun, it means a person with authority, usually one who has authority to make decisions or decide matters between two parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officious means "meddling in matters not one's concern."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Orient or Orientate?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;word&lt;/b&gt; orient as a noun means "east." It may be capitalized when referring to the geographical location of the Far East .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: Hong Kong is located in the Orient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orient as a verb means to "find direction" or "give direction." The noun form of this kind of orienting is orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people in their speech will form an imagined verb from orientation and say orientate. At best, orientate is a back-formation used humorously to make the speaker sound pompous. The correct &lt;b&gt;word&lt;/b&gt; is the verb orient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incorrect: Melanie is helping me get orientated to the new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correct: Melanie is helping me get oriented to the new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientate is more widely accepted in the U.K. than in the U.S.A. , but it should be avoided in any formal or standard writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perimeter or Parameter?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two &lt;b&gt;words&lt;/b&gt; are often confused, especially parameter for perimeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perimeter, pronounced with a short i in the second syllable, means "the border or line around an object, especially a two-dimensional geometric figure." By extension, it can refer to the border of any area or any kind of limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parameter, pronounced with a short a in the second syllable, is a specific mathematical or physical term which means "a variable which has the same value in more than one equation." Unfortunately, people will often use the &lt;b&gt;word&lt;/b&gt; parameter when they mean "boundary" or "limitation," because it sounds more scientific or technical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sociologist Thomas Sowell writes: "One of the incidental examples of 'scientific' puffery is the widespread use of the term 'parameters' to mean boundaries, rather than its actual meaning in mathematical equations. What are usually called 'parameters' in discussions of social policies could more accurately be called perimeters. But of course that would not foster the illusion of 'science.'"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-4529961247381979461?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/4529961247381979461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=4529961247381979461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/4529961247381979461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/4529961247381979461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/01/mistakenly-used-words.html' title='Mistakenly used words'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-7985925074111192347</id><published>2009-01-17T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T00:15:00.546-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>12 Ways to Know That You Love Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TWELVE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talk with him/her late at night and when you go to bed you still think of him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ELEVEN:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk really slowly when you are with him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TEN:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't feel Ok when he/she is far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NINE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You smile when you hear his/her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EIGHT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look at him/her,you do not see other people around you. You see only him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SIX:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He/She is everything you want to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIVE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You realise that you smile every time you look at him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FOUR:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would do anything to see him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THREE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you have been reading this, there was a person in your mind all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TWO:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been so busy thinking of that person that you didn't notice that number 7 is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ONE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are going to check above if that's true and now you are silently laughing to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW MAKE A WISH! YOU KNOW WHAT YOU WANT THE MOST.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-7985925074111192347?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/7985925074111192347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=7985925074111192347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/7985925074111192347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/7985925074111192347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/01/12-ways-to-know-that-you-love-someone.html' title='12 Ways to Know That You Love Someone'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-1265115502074021216</id><published>2009-01-08T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T09:55:45.089-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Software Engineer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orkut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Profile'/><title type='text'>Ideal ‘ORKUT’ profile of a Software Engineer</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;About me:&lt;/b&gt; I think I am changing the world, but I am not.&lt;br /&gt;I think I am contributing to the Indian economy,&lt;br /&gt;but I guess I am not. I think I love my work, but I do not.&lt;br /&gt;I think I hate all people who made me earn my&lt;br /&gt;engineering degree, and I do. I think I am living,&lt;br /&gt;but and most importantly, I am LOOKING for someone&lt;br /&gt;to make me live !! Ok…I won't be funny anymore. I am a&lt;br /&gt;cool guy with a zeal to enjoy life&lt;br /&gt;(For all those who know me–&gt; "Juststop laughing!!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Relationship status :&lt;/b&gt; what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birthday :&lt;/b&gt; The day my PL is about to fire me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Age :&lt;/b&gt; 10111&lt;br /&gt;1111&lt;br /&gt;111&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here for:&lt;/b&gt; web browsing in company hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Children :&lt;/b&gt; can't be (hey, don't get me wrong here!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ethnicity :&lt;/b&gt; Programmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Languages I speak :&lt;/b&gt; Java, C/C++, 010101110101&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Religion:&lt;/b&gt; I get holidays on all religious festivals, so I love all religions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Political view :&lt;/b&gt; the guy sitting beside me is a pig!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Humor :&lt;/b&gt; weekly….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fashion:&lt;/b&gt; Ask my company HR. Btw, I like jeans, t-shirt and a cross-bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Smoking:&lt;/b&gt; The second greatest pleasure on the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drinking :&lt;/b&gt; The first is this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pets:&lt;/b&gt; Yeah, my PL looks like a dog. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Living:&lt;/b&gt; Cummon, this is a stupid one. How can this be asked to a &lt;b&gt;software&lt;br /&gt;engineer&lt;/b&gt;? Believe me, I am living!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hometown :&lt;/b&gt; My company (Oh God! Please bring my appraiser to this page)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Webpage:&lt;/b&gt; naukri.com, jobsahead.com – Isn't it Ultimate???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Passions:&lt;/b&gt; searching for the cheapest pub around, cursing my company, looking&lt;br /&gt;for other company, remembering my good old college days, worrying about my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sports:&lt;/b&gt; quake, CS (Counter Strike), computer chess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Activities:&lt;/b&gt; Are you crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Books:&lt;/b&gt; "How to loseweight in 20 days?", "How to live a happy life?", "101 ways to attract a girl", "Java Unleashed", "C++ at your footsteps", Others censored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music:&lt;/b&gt; Metallica, Pink Floyd, Nirvana, ACDC, and anything depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tv shows :&lt;/b&gt; can't afford one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cuisines :&lt;/b&gt; Bread Butter, Maggi, anything available within 200 meteres of my cubicle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-1265115502074021216?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/1265115502074021216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=1265115502074021216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/1265115502074021216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/1265115502074021216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/01/ideal-orkut-profile-of-software.html' title='Ideal ‘ORKUT’ profile of a Software Engineer'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-7680790327366784189</id><published>2009-01-07T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:57:05.484-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Problems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Professor'/><title type='text'>PUT THE GLASS DOWN TODAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Professor&lt;/b&gt; began his class by holding up a &lt;b&gt;glass&lt;/b&gt; with some water in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He held it up for all to see &amp; asked the &lt;b&gt;students&lt;/b&gt; "How much do you think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this &lt;b&gt;glass&lt;/b&gt; weighs?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'50gms!' .... '100gms!' .....'125gms'  ...the &lt;b&gt;students&lt;/b&gt; answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I really don't know unless I weigh it," said the &lt;b&gt;professor&lt;/b&gt;, "but, my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would happen if I held it up like this for a few minutes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nothing' c..the &lt;b&gt;students&lt;/b&gt; said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ok what would happen if I held it up like this for an hour?' the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;professor&lt;/b&gt; asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Your arm would begin to ache' said one of the student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're right, now what would happen if I held it for a day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your arm could go numb, you might have severe muscle stress &amp; paralysis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; have to go to hospital for sure!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c.. ventured another student &amp; all the &lt;b&gt;students&lt;/b&gt; laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But during all this, did the weight of the &lt;b&gt;glass&lt;/b&gt; change?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked the &lt;b&gt;professor&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No' c. Was the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then what caused the arm ache &amp; the muscle stress?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;students&lt;/b&gt; were puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What should I do now to come out of pain?" asked &lt;b&gt;professor&lt;/b&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Put the &lt;b&gt;glass&lt;/b&gt; down!" said one of the &lt;b&gt;students&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Exactly!" said the &lt;b&gt;professor&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's &lt;b&gt;problems&lt;/b&gt; are something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold it for a few minutes in your head &amp; they seem OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of them for a long time &amp; they begin to ache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold it even longer &amp; they begin to paralyze you. You will not be able&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's important to think of the challenges or &lt;b&gt;problems&lt;/b&gt; in your life, But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVEN MORE IMPORTANT is to 'PUT THEM DOWN' at the end of every day before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That way, you are not stressed, you wake up every day fresh &amp;strong &amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can handle any issue, any challenge that comes your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when you leave office today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember friend to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'PUT THE &lt;b&gt;GLASS&lt;/b&gt; DOWN TODAY! '&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-7680790327366784189?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/7680790327366784189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=7680790327366784189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/7680790327366784189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/7680790327366784189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/01/put-glass-down-today.html' title='PUT THE GLASS DOWN TODAY'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-3272665856406977954</id><published>2009-01-07T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T08:26:48.217-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><title type='text'>My Loving Wife</title><content type='html'>A man checked into a hotel. There was a computer in his room, So he&lt;br /&gt;decided to send an e-mail to his &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt;. However, he accidentally Typed&lt;br /&gt;wrong e-mail address, and without realizing his error, he sent the&lt;br /&gt;e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile.....somewhere in Houston, a widow had just returned home&lt;br /&gt;from her &lt;b&gt;husband&lt;/b&gt;'s funeral. The widow decided to check her e-mail,&lt;br /&gt;expecting messages from relatives and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the first message, she fainted. The widow's son rushed&lt;br /&gt;into the room, found his mother on the floor, and saw the computer&lt;br /&gt;screen which read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To: My Loving &lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: I've Reached&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date: 8th Jan 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're surprised to hear from me. They have computers here now,&lt;br /&gt;and you are allowed to send e-mails to your loved ones. I've just&lt;br /&gt;reached and have been checked in. I see that everything has been&lt;br /&gt;prepared for your arrival tomorrow. Looking forward to seeing you&lt;br /&gt;then! Hope your journey is as uneventful as mine was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Loving &lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-3272665856406977954?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/3272665856406977954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=3272665856406977954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/3272665856406977954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/3272665856406977954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-loving-wife.html' title='My Loving Wife'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-2344421410166526536</id><published>2009-01-06T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T11:47:48.183-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>THE FUNNIES ON LIFE</title><content type='html'>My &lt;b&gt;husband&lt;/b&gt; and I divorced over religious differences. He thought he was &lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt;, and I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marriage&lt;/b&gt; is a threering circus: Engagement ring, &lt;b&gt;wedding&lt;/b&gt; ring, and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Sale: &lt;b&gt;Wedding&lt;/b&gt; dress, size 8. Worn once by mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two times when a man doesn't understand a woman: Before &lt;b&gt;marriage&lt;/b&gt; and after &lt;b&gt;marriage&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why were hurricanes usually named after women? Because when they arrive, they're wet and wild, but when they go, they take your house and car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old man goes to the Wizard to ask him if he can remove a curse he has been living with for the last 40 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wizard says, "Maybe, but you will have to tell me the exact words that were used to put the curse on you." The old man says without hesitation, "I now pronounce you man and &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason Why It's So Hard To Solve A Redneck Murder: All the DNA is the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the express lane at the store quietly fuming. Completely ignoring the sign, the woman ahead of me had slipped into the checkout line pushing a cart piled high with groceries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my delight when the cashier beckoned the woman to come forward looked into the cart and asked sweetly, "So which six items would you like to buy?" Wouldn't it be great if that happened more often?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because they had no reservations at a busy restaurant, my elderly neighbor and his &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt; were told there would be a 45minute wait for a table. "Young man, we're both 90 years old," the husband said. "We may not have 45 minutes." They were seated immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason congressmen try so hard to get reelected is that they would hate to have to make a living under the laws they've passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All eyes were on the radiant bride as her father escorted her down he aisle. They reached the altar and the waiting groom; the bride kissed her father and placed something in his hand. The guests in the front pews responded with ripples of laughter. Even the priest smiled broadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As her father gave her away in &lt;b&gt;marriage&lt;/b&gt;, the bride gave him back his credit card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three friends from the local congregation were asked, "When you're in your casket, and friends and congregation members are mourning over you, what would you like them to say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artie said: "I would like them to say I was a wonderful husband, a fine spiritual leader, and a great family man." Eugene commented: "I would like them to say I was a wonderful teacher and servant of God who made a huge difference in people's lives." Al said: "I'd like them to say, "Look, he's moving!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smith climbs to the top of Mt.Sinai to get close enough to talk to God. Looking up, he asks the Lord... "God, what does a million years mean to you?" The Lord replies, "A minute."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smith asks, "And what does a million dollars mean to you?" The Lord replies, "A penny."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smith asks, "Can I have a penny?" The Lord replies, "In a minute."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man goes to a shrink and says, "Doctor, my &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt; is unfaithful to me. Every evening, she goes to Larry's bar and picks up men. In fact, she sleeps with anybody who asks her! I'm going crazy What do you think I should do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Relax&lt;/b&gt;," says the Doctor, "take a deep breath and calm down. Now, tell me, exactly where is Larry's bar?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John was on his deathbed and gasped pitifully. "Give me one last request, dear," he said. "Of course, John," his &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt; said softly. "Six months after I die," he said, "I want you to &lt;b&gt;marry&lt;/b&gt; Bob." "But I thought you hated Bob," she said. With his last breath John said, "I do!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man goes to see the Rabbi. "Rabbi, something terrible is happening and I have to talk to you about it." The Rabbi asked, "What's wrong?" The man replied, "My &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt; is poisoning me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rabbi, very surprised by this, asks, "How can that be?" The man then pleads, "I'm telling you, I'm certain she's poisoning me, what should I do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rabbi then offers, "Tell you what. Let me talk to her, I'll see what I can find out and I'll let you know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later the Rabbi calls the man and says, "Well, I spoke to your &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt;. I spoke to her on the phone for three hours. You want my advice?" The man said yes and the Rabbi! replied, "Take the poison."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-2344421410166526536?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/2344421410166526536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=2344421410166526536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/2344421410166526536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/2344421410166526536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/01/funnies-on-life.html' title='THE FUNNIES ON LIFE'/><author><name>gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571514524646517617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-2956222410239103542</id><published>2009-01-06T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T10:20:00.148-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Employee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salary'/><title type='text'>Salary hike in this month as u except</title><content type='html'>One day an &lt;b&gt;employee&lt;/b&gt; sends a letter to his &lt;b&gt;boss&lt;/b&gt; asking for an&lt;br /&gt;increase in his &lt;b&gt;salary&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;b&gt;Bo$$&lt;/b&gt; ,&lt;br /&gt;            In thi$ life, we all need $omething mo$t de$perately. I think you $hould be under$tanding of the need$ of u$ worker$ who have given $o much $upport including $weat and $ervice to your company.&lt;br /&gt;             I am $ure you gue$$ what I mean and re$pond $oon.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Your$  $incerely,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    Jack $hah&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The next day, the &lt;b&gt;employee&lt;/b&gt; recieved this&lt;br /&gt;letter of reply:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Jack,&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;w you have been working very hard. &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;wadays, &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;thing much has changed. You must have &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;ticed that our company is &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;t doing &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;ticeably well as yet.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;w the newspapers are saying that the world's leading eco&lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;mists are &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;t sure if the United States may go into a&lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;ther recession. After the &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;vember presidential elections, things may turn bad.&lt;br /&gt;        I have &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;thing more to add &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;w. You k&lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;w what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;rman  Jack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-2956222410239103542?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/2956222410239103542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=2956222410239103542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/2956222410239103542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/2956222410239103542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2009/01/salary-hike-in-this-month-as-u-except.html' title='Salary hike in this month as u except'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-945152431483891252</id><published>2008-12-30T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T14:50:41.529-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><title type='text'>Your Horse  Called Up</title><content type='html'>A man was sitting reading his papers when his &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt; hit him round the Head with a frying pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What was that for?" the man asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt; replied "That was for the piece of paper with the name Julie on it that I found in your pants pocket".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man then said "When I was at the races last week Julie was the name of the &lt;b&gt;horse&lt;/b&gt; I bet on"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt; apologized and went on with the housework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days later the man is watching TV when his &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt; bashes him on thehead with an even bigger frying pan, knocking him unconscious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon re-gaining consciousness the man asked why she had hit again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt; replied. "Your &lt;b&gt;horse&lt;/b&gt; called up !!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-945152431483891252?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/945152431483891252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=945152431483891252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/945152431483891252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/945152431483891252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2008/12/your-horse-called-up.html' title='Your Horse  Called Up'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-6902828944613342022</id><published>2008-12-29T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T09:59:55.476-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Girl friend'/><title type='text'>Upgrade Problems from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0</title><content type='html'>Dear Tech Support:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I upgraded from &lt;b&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/b&gt; 7.0 to &lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; 1.0. I soon noticed that the new program began unexpected child processing that took up a lot of space and valuable resources. In addition, &lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; 1.0 installed itself into all other programs and now monitors all other system activity. Applications such as Poker Night 10.3, Football 5.0, Hunting and Fishing 7.5, and Racing 3.6 no longer run, crashing the system whenever selected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t seem to keep &lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; 1.0 in the background while attempting to run my favorite applications. I’m thinking about going back to &lt;b&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/b&gt; 7.0, but the uninstall doesn’t work on &lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; 1.0. Please help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;A Troubled User (KEEP READING)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPLY:&lt;br /&gt;Dear Troubled User:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very common problem that men complain about. Many people upgrade from &lt;b&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/b&gt; 7.0 to &lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; 1.0, thinking that it is just a Utilities and Entertainment program. &lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; 1.0 is an OPERATING SYSTEM and is designed by its Creator to run EVERYTHING!!! It is also impossible to delete &lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; 1.0 and to return to &lt;b&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/b&gt; 7.0. It is impossible to uninstall, or purge the program files from the system once installed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cannot go back to &lt;b&gt;Girlfriend&lt;/b&gt; 7.0 because &lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; 1.0 is designed to not allow this. Look in your &lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; 1.0 manual under Warnings-Alimony-Child Support. I recommend that you keep &lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt;1.0 and work on improving the situation. I suggest installing the background application “Yes Dear” to alleviate software augmentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best course of action is to enter the command C:\APOLOGIZE because ultimately you will have to give the APOLOGIZE command before the system will return to normal anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; 1.0 is a great program, but it tends to be very high maintenance. &lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; 1.0 comes with several support programs, such as Clean and Sweep 3.0, Cook It 1.5 and Do Bills 4.2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, be very careful how you use these programs. Improper use will cause the system to launch the program Nag Nag 9.5. Once this happens, the only way to improve the performance of &lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; 1.0 is to purchase additional software. I recommend Flowers 2.1 and Diamonds 5.0!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING!!! DO NOT, under any circumstances, install Secretary With Short Skirt 3.3. This application is not supported by &lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; 1.0 and will cause irreversible damage to the operating system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Wishes,&lt;br /&gt;Tech Support&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-6902828944613342022?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/6902828944613342022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=6902828944613342022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/6902828944613342022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/6902828944613342022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2008/12/upgrade-problems-from-girlfriend-70-to.html' title='Upgrade Problems from Girlfriend 7.0 to Wife 1.0'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-6494918928264247371</id><published>2008-12-28T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:27:39.517-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife'/><title type='text'>Great Sayings On Marriage &amp; Wife</title><content type='html'>I recently read that love is entirely a matter of chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;That must be why my &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt; treats me like toxic waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a man steals your &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt;, there is no better revenge than to let him keep her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After &lt;b&gt;marriage&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;husband&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt; become two sides of a coin; they just can't face each other, but still they stay together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By all means marry. If you get a good &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt;, you'll be happy. If you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Woman&lt;/b&gt; inspires us to great things, and prevents us from achieving them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great question.... Which I have not been able to answer... Is, "What does a &lt;b&gt;woman&lt;/b&gt; want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't worry about terrorism. I was &lt;b&gt;married&lt;/b&gt; for two years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's a way of transferring funds that is even faster than electronic banking. It's called &lt;b&gt;marriage&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've had bad luck with both my &lt;b&gt;wives&lt;/b&gt;. The first one left me, and the second one didn't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most effective way to remember your &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt;'s birthday is to forget it once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I did before I married? Anything I wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt; and I were happy for twenty years. Then we met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt; always forgives her &lt;b&gt;husband&lt;/b&gt; when she's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marriage&lt;/b&gt; is the only war where one sleeps with the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Guy (proudly): "My &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt;'s an angel!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Guy: "You're lucky, mine's still alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-6494918928264247371?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/6494918928264247371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=6494918928264247371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/6494918928264247371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/6494918928264247371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-sayings-on-marriage-wife.html' title='Great Sayings On Marriage &amp; Wife'/><author><name>gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571514524646517617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-2104744428587754275</id><published>2008-12-26T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T13:13:27.611-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>Life Is Too Short To Waste Time Hating Anyone</title><content type='html'>A story tells that two &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt; were walking through the desert during some point of the journey they had an Argument, and one &lt;b&gt;friend&lt;/b&gt; slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand: TODAY MY BEST &lt;b&gt;FRIEND&lt;/b&gt; SLAPPED ME IN THE FACE. They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the &lt;b&gt;friend&lt;/b&gt; saved him. After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone: TODAY MY BEST &lt;b&gt;FRIEND&lt;/b&gt; SAVED MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SVVFi2-UNFI/AAAAAAAABBU/DSmHFHzA8g8/s1600-h/Friendship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SVVFi2-UNFI/AAAAAAAABBU/DSmHFHzA8g8/s400/Friendship.jpg" border="0" alt="Friendship" title="Friendship" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284206202963899474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The &lt;b&gt;friend&lt;/b&gt; who had slapped and saved his best &lt;b&gt;friend&lt;/b&gt; asked him, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now, you write on a stone, why?" The other &lt;b&gt;friend&lt;/b&gt; replied "When someone hurts us we should write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness can erase it away. But, when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it." LEARN TO WRITE YOUR HURTS IN THE SAND AND TO CARVE YOUR BENEFITS IN STONE!!! They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SVVFizvTL_I/AAAAAAAABBc/ciKkpG1E-qs/s1600-h/Keep+Smiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SVVFizvTL_I/AAAAAAAABBc/ciKkpG1E-qs/s400/Keep+Smiling.jpg" border="0" alt="Keep Smiling" title="Keep Smiling" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284206202095611890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not value the THINGS you have in your life. But value WHO you have in your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Happiness is not something you find, it's something you create…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most beautiful thing is to see a person smiling...&lt;br /&gt;And even more beautiful is, knowing that you are the reason behind it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-2104744428587754275?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/2104744428587754275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=2104744428587754275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/2104744428587754275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/2104744428587754275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-is-too-short-to-waste-time-hating.html' title='Life Is Too Short To Waste Time Hating Anyone'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SVVFi2-UNFI/AAAAAAAABBU/DSmHFHzA8g8/s72-c/Friendship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-5706477302723712600</id><published>2008-12-25T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:42:17.753-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>Funny English :-)</title><content type='html'>Some are really &lt;b&gt;funny&lt;/b&gt;... some are stupid... don't blame me if u hate it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killing &lt;b&gt;English&lt;/b&gt; ……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal to student...' I saw u yesterday rotating near girls hostel pulling cigerette...? '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class teacher once said : ' pick up the paper and fall in the dustbin!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once hindi teacher said....'i'm going out of the world to america..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'..DON'T TRY TO TALK IN FRONT OF MY BACK..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont..laugh at the back benches...otherwise teeth and all will be fallen down.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was very hot in the afternoon when the teacher entered.. She tried to switch the fan on, but there was some problem. and then she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' why is fan not oning' (ing form of on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher in a furious mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;write down ur name and father of ur name!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'shhh... quiet... the principal is revolving around college'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My manager started like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hi, I am Madhu, Married with two kids'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'll illustrate what i have in my mind' said the professor and erased the board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'will u hang that calender or else i'll HANG MYSELF'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************** *************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRARIAN SCOLDE ,' IF U WILL TALK AGAIN , I WILL KNEEL DOWN OUTSIDE'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry HOD comes and tells us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'My aim is to study my son and marry my daughter'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow call ur parents especially mother and father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'why are you looking at the monkeys outside when i am in the class?!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lab assistant said this when my friend wrote wrong code..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I understand. You understand. Computer how understand??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seing the principal passing by, the teacher told the noisy class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Keep quiet, the principal has passed away' _&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-5706477302723712600?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/5706477302723712600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=5706477302723712600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/5706477302723712600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/5706477302723712600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2008/12/funny-english.html' title='Funny English :-)'/><author><name>gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571514524646517617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-5197241064828617538</id><published>2008-12-25T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T11:43:23.289-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Holiday Facts</title><content type='html'>There's no other holiday like &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt;. Many of us celebrate the holidays without knowing how our traditions got started or what they signify. &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt; is much more fun when you know some facts behind the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of these facts are very interesting and reminds us that there is quite a bit of history behind our family customs. Try using the &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt; Holiday Facts to make your own &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt; quiz for holiday parties and add a unique touch with personal favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SVPh2Zh8lNI/AAAAAAAAA_M/ZpUMwXyBWbA/s1600-h/christmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SVPh2Zh8lNI/AAAAAAAAA_M/ZpUMwXyBWbA/s400/christmas.jpg" border="0" alt="Christmas" title="Christmas" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283815112518178002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt; Holiday Facts: (World Amazing Facts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;    * The word &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt; is Old English, a contraction of Christ's Mass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * The first president to decorate the white house &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt; tree in the United States was Franklin Pierce. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Electric lights for trees were first used in 1895. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * The first &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt; cards were vintage and invented in 1843, the Victorian Era &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * "It's a Wonderful Life" appears on TV more often than any other holiday movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * "Rudolph" was actually created by Montgomery Ward in the late 1930's for a holiday promotion. The rest is history. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * "The Nutcracker" is the most famous &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt; ballet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * "Jingle Bells" was first written for Thanksgiving and then became one of the most popular &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt; songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * If you received all of the gifts in the song "The Twelve Days of &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt;", you would receive 364 presents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * The poinsettia plant was brought into the United States from Mexico by Joel Poinsett in the early 1800's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Holly berries are poisonous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Contrary to common belief, poinsettia plants are non-toxic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * In 1843, "A &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt; Carol" was written by Charles Dickens in just six weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * The first state to recognize the &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt; holiday officially was Alabama &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt; became a national holiday in America on June, 26, 1870. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Coca Cola was the first beverage company to use Santa for a winter promotion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * An angel told Mary she was going to have a baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Clearing up a common misconception, in Greek, X means Christ. That is where the word "X-Mas" comes from. Not because someone took the "Christ" out of &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * Traditionally, &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt; trees are taken down after Epiphany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * More diamonds are sold around &lt;b&gt;Christmas&lt;/b&gt; than any other time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * In Mexico, wearing red underwear on New Year's Eve is said to bring new love in the upcoming year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-5197241064828617538?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/5197241064828617538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=5197241064828617538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/5197241064828617538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/5197241064828617538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-holiday-facts.html' title='Christmas Holiday Facts'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SVPh2Zh8lNI/AAAAAAAAA_M/ZpUMwXyBWbA/s72-c/christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-7584221766562369028</id><published>2008-12-24T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:30:35.523-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>God &amp; Man</title><content type='html'>A &lt;b&gt;man&lt;/b&gt; having no wife, no child, no money, no home, a blind mother, prays to &lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt; happy with his prayers, grants him only ONE wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Man&lt;/b&gt;: "I want my mother to see my wife putting Diamond bangles on my Child's hands in our new home!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;God&lt;/b&gt;: Damn!!! I still have a lot to learn from these humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:- "Compile all requirements and present in one line rather than boring the appraiser for a long time".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-7584221766562369028?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/7584221766562369028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=7584221766562369028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/7584221766562369028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/7584221766562369028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2008/12/god-man.html' title='God &amp; Man'/><author><name>gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571514524646517617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-8250634560672733462</id><published>2008-12-24T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T03:55:06.229-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Software Engineer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><title type='text'>Software Engineer Husband &amp; His Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Software engineer&lt;/b&gt; and his &lt;b&gt;wife&lt;/b&gt; conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt; - hey dear, I am logged in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; - would you like to have some snacks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt; - hard disk full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; - have you brought the saree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt; - Bad command or file name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; - but I told you about it in morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt; - erroneous syntax, abort, retry, cancel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; - hae bhagwan !forget it where`s your salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt; - file in use, read only, try after some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; - at least give me your credit card, I can do some shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt; - sharing violation, access denied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; - I made a mistake in marrying you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt; - data type mismatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; - you are useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt; - by default.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; - who was there with you in the car this morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt; - system unstable press ctrl, alt, del to Reboot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; - what is the relation between you &amp; your Receptionist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt; - the only user with write permission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; - what is my value in your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt; - unknown virus detected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; - do you love me or your &lt;b&gt;computer&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt; - Too many parameters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; - I will go to my dad`s house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt; - program performed illegal operation, it will Close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; - I will leave you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt; - close all programs and log out for another User.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; - it is worthless talking to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt; - shut down the &lt;b&gt;computer&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wife&lt;/b&gt; - I am going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband&lt;/b&gt; - Its now safe to turn off your &lt;b&gt;computer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-8250634560672733462?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/8250634560672733462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=8250634560672733462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8250634560672733462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/8250634560672733462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2008/12/software-engineer-husband-his-wife.html' title='Software Engineer Husband &amp; His Wife'/><author><name>gupta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571514524646517617</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-7790978135095989074</id><published>2008-12-23T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:19:28.631-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Forwards'/><title type='text'>Sardar Kidnap story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is terrific........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            There was a &lt;b&gt;Sardarji&lt;/b&gt; who was down on his luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          In order to raise some money he decided to &lt;b&gt;kidnap&lt;/b&gt; a&lt;br /&gt;                         kid and hold him for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                ransom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          He went to the playground, grabbed a kid, took him&lt;br /&gt;                            behind a tree,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  and told him, "I've &lt;b&gt;kidnapped&lt;/b&gt; you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;b&gt;Sardarji&lt;/b&gt; then wrote a note saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       "I've &lt;b&gt;kidnapped&lt;/b&gt; your kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Tomorrow morning, put Rs.2,00,000 in a paper bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          and put it beneath the mango tree on the north side&lt;br /&gt;                              of the city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                             playground".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                         Signed: "A &lt;b&gt;Sardarji&lt;/b&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;b&gt;Sardarji&lt;/b&gt; then pinned the note to the kid's shirt and&lt;br /&gt;                           sent him home to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        show it to his parents… JJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The next morning the &lt;b&gt;Sardarji&lt;/b&gt; checked, and sure&lt;br /&gt;                        enough a paper bag was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         kept beneath the mango tree.The boy was sitting next&lt;br /&gt;                         to the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;b&gt;Sardarji&lt;/b&gt; opened up the bag and found the Rs.2,00,000 in cash&lt;br /&gt;                          with a note saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           "How can a &lt;b&gt;sardarji&lt;/b&gt; do this to a fellow &lt;b&gt;Sardarji&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Take the money, and Please leave my son."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Signed: Another &lt;b&gt;Sardarji&lt;/b&gt;…  JJJJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-7790978135095989074?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/7790978135095989074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=7790978135095989074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/7790978135095989074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/7790978135095989074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2008/12/sardar-kidnap-story.html' title='Sardar Kidnap story'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-2059552574707569690</id><published>2008-12-21T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T11:11:51.405-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indian Mom'/><title type='text'>Great Indian Mom</title><content type='html'>A &lt;b&gt;Mom&lt;/b&gt; comes to visit her son Kumar for dinner...who lives with a girl roommate Sunita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the course of the meal, his mother couldn't help but notice how pretty Kumar's, roommate was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had long been suspicious of a relationship between the two, and this had only made her more curious. Over the course of the evening, while&lt;br /&gt;watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between Kumar and his roommate than met the eye. Reading his &lt;b&gt;mom&lt;/b&gt;'s&lt;br /&gt;thoughts, Kumar volunteered, 'I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Sunita and I are just roommates.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week later, Sunita came to Kumar saying, 'Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the silver chutney jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't suppose she took it, do you?' Kumar said: "Well, I doubt it, but I'll email her, just to be sure.'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he sat down and wrote:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mother,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that you 'did' take the chutney jar from my house, I'm not saying that you 'did not' take the chutney jar. But the fact remains&lt;br /&gt;that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Kumar&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several days later, Kumar received an email from his Mother which read,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Son:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Sunita, and I'm not saying that you do not' sleep with Sunita. But the fact remains that if she was&lt;br /&gt;sleeping in her OWN bed, she would have found the chutney jar by now under the pillow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mom&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson of the day: Don't Lie to Your Mother.... especially if she is Indian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-2059552574707569690?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/2059552574707569690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=2059552574707569690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/2059552574707569690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/2059552574707569690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-indian-mom.html' title='Great Indian Mom'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-5498312022191391500</id><published>2008-12-07T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T07:59:05.126-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Discoveries'/><title type='text'>Discoveries</title><content type='html'>Man &lt;b&gt;discovered&lt;/b&gt; weapons, invented hunting.&lt;br /&gt;Woman &lt;b&gt;discovered&lt;/b&gt; hunting, invented furs.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man &lt;b&gt;discovered&lt;/b&gt; colors, invented painting.&lt;br /&gt;Woman &lt;b&gt;discovered&lt;/b&gt; painting, invented make-up .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Man &lt;b&gt;discovered&lt;/b&gt; speech, invented conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Woman &lt;b&gt;discovered&lt;/b&gt; conversation, invented gossip .&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man &lt;b&gt;discovered&lt;/b&gt; agriculture, invented food.&lt;br /&gt;Woman &lt;b&gt;discovered&lt;/b&gt; food, invented diet.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man &lt;b&gt;discovered&lt;/b&gt; friendship, invented love.&lt;br /&gt;Woman &lt;b&gt;discovered&lt;/b&gt; love, invented marriage .&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man &lt;b&gt;discovered&lt;/b&gt; trade, invented money.&lt;br /&gt;Woman &lt;b&gt;discovered&lt;/b&gt; money, man has never recovered&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-5498312022191391500?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/5498312022191391500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=5498312022191391500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/5498312022191391500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/5498312022191391500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2008/12/discoveries.html' title='Discoveries'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-6956336690629645445</id><published>2008-12-06T11:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T11:29:32.903-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Letter'/><title type='text'>A different Love letter and a beautiful reply to it</title><content type='html'>A teenage college guy sent a &lt;b&gt;love letter&lt;/b&gt; (in Q/A format) to his classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dearest Reshma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please answer the following questionnaire. For Options&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A) 10 marks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) 5marks and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) 3 marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Whenever you enter the class room, your sight always falls on me because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) of &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) you couldn't control seeing me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) really ... Am I doing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Whenever professor cracks joke, you laugh and turn and look at me because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) you always like to see me smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) you are testing whether I like jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) you are attracted by my smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When you were singing in the class, I entered and immediately you stopped singing because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) you are so coy to sing before me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) my presence influenced you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) you feared that whether I'll like your song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) When you were showing your childhood photo, when I asked for it, you hide it because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) you felt ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) you felt uneasy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) you don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) During trekking, myself and my friend gave you hand for lifting you and you took only my friend's because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) you enjoyed my disappointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) you won't feel leaving my hand after grabbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) you don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) You were waiting yesterday for bus and didn't get into your bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) you were waiting for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) you were dreaming about me and didn't notice the bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) that bus was crowded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) You introduced me to your parents when they came to college because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) I am going to be your groom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) you just want to know what your parents think about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) just you felt like introducing me to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I told that I like girls wearing roses. Next day, you came with a rose on your head because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) to fulfill my wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) you like roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) by chance you got a rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) On that day, it was my birthday. You too came to temple early at 6:00 A.M because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) you want to pray along with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(b) you want to meet me before any one could meet on my birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) you want to wish me at temple because you are spiritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have scored more than 40, then you are loving me. Don't delay in expressing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have scored between 30 and 40, &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; is budding in your heart and it's getting ready to bloom. If you have scored less than 30, you are in confusion whether to &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; me or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eagerly awaiting your reply..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt;, Aakash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************ *********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reshma's reply letter was also in Q/A format ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aakash ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please answer the following Yes/No questionnaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) If somebody sits in the first row, normally people entering the class, sees them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Yes (b) No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) If a girl laughs and looks anyone, is it &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Yes (b) No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) While singing, if somebody forgets lines of the songs, will he/she stop singing or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Yes (b) No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I was showing to my friends (who are all girls) my childhood photo. You poked your nose inside..... Right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Yes (b) No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I avoided to hold your hand during trekking. Couldn't you understand yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Yes (b) No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Should I not wait for my best friend ( Anjali ) at the bus stand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a)Yes (b) No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Shouldn't I introduce you to my parents as a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Yes (b) No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) You have said you also like Lotus, cauliflower, banana's flower. Is it true ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Yes (b) No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Oh was that your birthday. That's why I could see you in temple. I come daily to Temple . Do you know ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) Yes (b) No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have answered "Yes" to any of the question, then I am not loving you. If you have answered "No", then you don't know the meaning of &lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything is clear to you .  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-6956336690629645445?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/6956336690629645445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=6956336690629645445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/6956336690629645445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/6956336690629645445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2008/12/different-love-letter-and-beautiful.html' title='A different Love letter and a beautiful reply to it'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-6294232704914635358</id><published>2008-12-06T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T10:55:24.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bill Gates Ramayana'/><title type='text'>Bill Gates Ramayana</title><content type='html'>When &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bill Gates&lt;/span&gt; was in India, he had a chance 2 listen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramayana&lt;/span&gt; from Atal Behari Vajpayee. After returning 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US he wrote it in his personal Diary. A Tabloid in US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a copy of his writings.These are excerpts from his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramayana&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bill Gates&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; LAN, LAN ago, in the SYSTEM of I/O-dhya,there ruled a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROCESSOR named DOS-rat. Once he EXECUTED a great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sacrifice PROGRAM after which his queens gave an&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUTPUT of four SUNs--RAM, LSIman,BUG-rat and SED-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rughana. RAM the eldest was a MICROCHIP with excellent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEMORY. His brothers,however, were only PERIPHERAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICs. Once when RAM was only 16MB, he married princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'C'ta. 12years passed and DOS-rat decided to INSTAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAM as his successor. However, Queen CIE/CAE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kayegayee), who was once offered a boon by DOS-rat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a life saving HELP COMMAND, took this opportunity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the instigation of her BIOSed maid (a real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plotter), and insisted that her son Bug-rat be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSTALLED and that RAM be BOOTED to the forest for 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;years. At this cruel and unexpected demand, a SURGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;passed thru DOS-rat and, he collapsed,power-less. RAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agreed to LOG INTO forest and 'C'ta insisted to LOGIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with him. LSI-man was also resolved on LOGGING IN with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his brother. The forest was the dwelling of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPARCnakha, the TRANSISTOR of RAW-van,PROCESSOR of LAN- ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attracted by RAM's stature, she proposed that he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marry her. RAM, politely declined. Perceiving 'C'ta to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be the SOURCE CODE of her distress, she hastened to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill her. Weeping,SPARC-nakha fled to LAN-ka, where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAW-van, moved by TRANSISTOR's plight,approached his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncle MAR-icha. MAR-icha REPROGRAMED himself into the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;form of a golden stag and drew RAM deep into forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, tired of chase, RAM shot the deer, who,with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his last breath, cried out desperately for LSI-man in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAM's voice.Fooled by this VIRTUAL RAM SOUND,'C'ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urged LSI-man to his brother's aid. Catching the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opportunity,RAW-van DELINKED 'C'ta from her LIBRAR and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed her ROOT DIRECTORY to LAN-ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; INTERVAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; RAM and LSI-man started SEARCHING for the missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'C'ta all over the forest. They made friendship with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the forest SYSTEM ADMINISTRATOR SU-greev and his powerful co-processor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha-NEUMAN. SU-greev agreed to help RAM.SU-greev&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ordered his PROGRAMMERS to use powerful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'SEARCH'techniques to FIND themissing 'C'ta. His&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROGRAMMERS SEARCHED all around INTER-NETworked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forests. Many tried to 'EXCITE' the birds and animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to forget the 'WEB CRAWLERS'(Insects) and tried to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEK'something about 'C'ta. Some of them even shouted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'YAA-HOO' but they all ended up with 'NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUND'MESSAGES. Several other SEARCH techniques proved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;useless. Ha-NEUMAN devised a RISKy TECHNOLOGY and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used it to cross the seas at an&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astonishing CLOCK SPEED. Soon Ha-NEUMAN DOWNLOADED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;himself into LAN-ka. After doing some local SEARCH,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HaNEUMAN found 'C'ta weeping under a TREE STRUCTURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha-NEUMAN used a LOGIN ID (ring) to identify&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;himself to 'C'ta. After DECRYPTING THE KEY, 'C'ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believed in him and asked him to send a STATUS_OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MESSAGE to RAM. Meanwhile all the raakshasa BUGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 'C'ta captured Ha-NEUMAN and tried to DELETE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him using pyro-techniques. But Ha-NEUMAN managed to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spread chaos by spreading the VIRUS 'Fire'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha-NEUMAN happily pressed ESCAPE from LAN- ka and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conveyed all the STATUS MESSAGES to RAM and SU-greev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAW-wan decided to take the all powerful RAM head-on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and prepared for the battle.One of the RAW-wan's SUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(son) almost DELETED RAM &amp;amp; LSI-man with a powerful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brahma-astra. But Ha-NEUMAN resorted to some ACTIVE-X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gradients and REBOOTED RAM and LSI-man. RAM used the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOURCE CODE secrets of RAW-wan and once for all wiped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out RAW-wan's presense on earth. After the battle, RAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got INSTALLED in I/O- dhya and spreaded his MICROSOFT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORKS and other USER FRIENDLY PROGRAMS to all USERS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-6294232704914635358?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/6294232704914635358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=6294232704914635358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/6294232704914635358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/6294232704914635358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2008/12/bill-gates-ramayana.html' title='Bill Gates Ramayana'/><author><name>Ashok</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18099923283123952558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JwvT8gEOZb8/SWOiCpEwg_I/AAAAAAAABFw/XyKUrNz2P9M/S220/Image023.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1531345690445523442.post-560791315138305820</id><published>2008-12-03T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:01:23.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Indians are Indians</title><content type='html'>Once a English man came to &lt;b&gt;India&lt;/b&gt; as a tourist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He appointed a guide for him.First the guide took the man to Taj Mahal to show him the beauty of the monument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The English man asked "how many years did it take to build this one". The guide replied "it took about 20 full years ".............."20 years!!" said the with a haughty voice and further said "our English men would have built in 10 yrs"......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the guide took him to the 'Hawa Mahal' in Rajasthan....the English asked" how many years did it take to built this one".....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guide replied "almost 10 years".................."10 years!!!" said the ,"our men would have built it in 5 yrs"....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;Indian&lt;/b&gt; guide thought that this particular English @#*&amp;!*&amp;)# man is trying to insult the wonders and that's where our Indian Attitude plugs in............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day seeing the 'Qutub Minar' the English asked the same question..........the with astonishing look said " Oh my God.....this tower looks great it was'nt there yesterday"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1531345690445523442-560791315138305820?l=funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/feeds/560791315138305820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1531345690445523442&amp;postID=560791315138305820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/560791315138305820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1531345690445523442/posts/default/560791315138305820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny-forward-emails.blogspot.com/2008/12/indians-are-indians.html' title='Indians are Indians'/><author><name>pamela</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06434152762639833863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
