Please read the following only if your an Indian and even better if a South Indian. Reason ? We watche the Great Rajnikanth Movies. Megastar Rajnikanth has his own theory of finishing things with style. It may be eliminating infractors or lighting up his cigarette. All his fans should be proud of his ever increasing popularity.  Well even if your not an Indian and are interested in some incredible gravity defying stunts .. then you HAVE to watch OUR Rajni Babu’s movies.

Ayya, I n c r e d i b l e….. oH AND BY THE WAY, please remember, you have to have a WILD  IMAGINATION TO UNDERSTAND THESE SCENES.   



Here is the reason.
Once, Newton came to India and watched a few Tamil movies that had his head spinning. He was convinced that all his logic and laws in physics were just a huge pile of junk and apologized for everything he had done.

In the movie of Rajanikanth, Newton was confused to such an extent that he went paranoid. Here are a few scenes

1) Rajanikanth has a Brain Tumor which, according to the doctors can’t be cured and his death is imminent. In one of the

fights, our great Rajanikanth is shot in the head. To everybody’s surprise, the bullet passes through his ears taking away the tumor along with it and he is cured! Long Live Rajanikanth!

2) In another movie, Rajanikanth is confronted with 3 gangsters. Rajanikanth has a gun but unfortunately only one bullet and a knife.

Guess, what he does?

He throws the knife at the middle gangster? & shoots the bullet towards the knife. The knife cuts the bullet into 2 pieces,
which kills both the gangsters on each side of the middle gangster & the knife kills the middle one.

3) Rajanikanth is chased by a gangster. Rajanikanth has a revolver but no bullets in it. Guess, what he does. Nah? not even in your remotest imaginations.

He waits for the gangster to shoot. As soon as the gangster shoots, Rajanikanth opens the bullet compartment of his
revolver and catches the bullet. Then, he closes the bullet compartment and fires his gun.


the gangster dies…

This was too much for our Newton to take! He was completely shaken and decided to go back. But he happened to see another movie for one last time, and thought that at least one movie would follow his theory of physics. The whole movie goes fine and Newton is happy that all in the world hasn’t changed. Oops, not so fast!

The ‘climax’ f! finally arrives.

Rajanikanth gets to know that the villain is on the other side of a very high wall. So high that Rajanikanth can’t jump
even if he tries like one of those superman techniques that our heroes normally use.

Rajanikanth has to desperately kill the villain because it’s the climax.

(Newton dada is smiling since it is virtually impossible?)

Rajanikanth suddenly pulls two guns from his pockets.  He throws one gun in the air and when the gun has reached above the height of the wall,  he uses the second gun and shoots at the trigger of  the first gun in air. The first gun fires off and the villain is dead.

Newton commits suicide…

Inspiration and Wisdom with Age.

One of my cousin sisters send me this article by mail and I felt it would be nice to share it with y’ll. I am an Indian, and as such, I feel, Indians decide very early in life that they have crossed the hill and are ready to call it a day. I mean, 55 and 60 is the age when I have often heard, my folks, relatives, neighbours and so many more people saying, ” well we have already lived our days now we are ready to visit Heaven”. 

Heaven or Hell, I dont know that, but I still feel, Life is so full of blessings, each day can bring something special for us, if only we just change our attitudes alittle. Every day I thank the Almighty for the beautiful day he has bestowed upon me. and Hope that I will be able to thank him in my later years too … no not when I’m old, when I am still enjoying my life at 80 hopefully, Inshallah.

well, here’s the article.:


At the age of 97 years and 4 months, Shigeaki Hinohara is one of the world’s longest-serving physicians and educators. Hinohara’s magic touch is legendary: Since 1941 he has been healing patients at St. Luke’s International Hospital in Tokyo and teaching at St. Luke’s College of Nursing. After World War II, he envisioned a world-class hospital and college springing from the ruins of Tokyo; thanks to his pioneering spirit and business savvy, the doctor turned these institutions into the nation’s top medical facility and nursing school. Today he serves as chairman of the board of trustees at both organizations. Always willing to try new things, he has published around 150 books since his 75th birthday, including one “Living Long, Living Good” that has sold more than 1.2 million copies. As the founder of the New Elderly Movement, Hinohara encourages others to live a long and happy life, a quest in which no role model is better than the doctor himself.


Doctor Shigeaki Hinohara JUDIT KAWAGUCHIPHOTO

Energy comes from feeling good, not from eating well or sleeping a lot. We all remember how as children, when we were having fun, we often forgot to eat or sleep. I believe that we can keep that attitude as adults, too. It’s best not to tire the body with too many rules such as lunchtime and bedtime.

All people who live long    regardless of nationality, race or gender   share one thing in common:None are overweight... For breakfast I drink coffee, a glass of milk and some orange juice with a tablespoon of olive oil in it. Olive oil is great for the arteries and keeps my skin healthy. Lunch is milk and a few cookies, or nothing when I am too busy to eat. I never get hungry because I focus on my work.. Dinner is veggies, a bit of fish and rice, and, twice a week, 100 grams of lean meat..

Always plan ahead. My schedule book is already full until 2014, with lectures and my usual hospital work. In 2016 I’ll have some fun, though: I plan to attend the Tokyo Olympics!

There is no need to ever retire, but if one must, it should be a lot later than 65. The current retirement age was set at 65 half a century ago, when the average life-expectancy in Japan was 68 years and only 125 Japanese were over 100 years old. Today, Japanese women live to be around 86 and men 80, and we have 36,000 centenarians in our country. In 20 years we will have about 50,000 people over the age of 100…

Share what you know. I give 150 lectures a year, some for 100 elementary-school children, others for 4,500 business people. I usually speak for 60 to 90 minutes, standing, to stay strong.

When a doctor recommends you take a test or have some surgery, ask whether the doctor would suggest that his or her spouse or children go through such a procedure. Contrary to popular belief, doctors can’t cure everyone. So why cause unnecessary pain with surgery   I think music and animal therapy can help more than most doctors imagine.

To stay healthy, always take the stairs and carry your own stuff. I take two stairs at a time, to get my muscles moving.

My inspiration is Robert Browning’s poem “Abt Vogler.” My father used to read it to me. It encourages us to make big art, not small scribbles. It says to try to draw a circle so huge that there is no way we can finish it while we are alive. All we see is an arch; the rest is beyond our vision but it is there in the distance.

Pain is mysterious, and having fun is the best way to forget it. If a child has a toothache, and you start playing a game together, he or she immediately forgets the pain. Hospitals must cater to the basic need of patients: We all want to have fun. At St. Luke’s we have music and animal therapies, and art classes.

Don’t be crazy about amassing material things. Remember: You don’t know when your number is up, and you can’t take it with you to the next place.

Hospitals must be designed and prepared for major disasters, and they must accept every patient who appears at their doors. We designed St. Luke’s so we can operate anywhere: in the basement, in the corridors, in the chapel. Most people thought I was crazy to prepare for a catastrophe, but on March 20, 1995, I was unfortunately proven right when members of the Aum Shinrikyu religious cult launched a terrorist attack in the Tokyo subway. We accepted 740 victims and in two hours figured out that it was sarin gas that had hit them. Sadly we lost one person, but we saved 739 lives.

Science alone can’t cure or help people. Science lumps us all together, but illness is individual. Each person is unique, and diseases are connected to their hearts. To know the illness and help people, we need liberal and visual arts, not just medical ones.

Life is filled with incidents. On March 31, 1970, when I was 59 years old, I boarded the Yodogo, a flight from Tokyo to Fukuoka. It was a beautiful sunny morning, and as Mount Fuji came into sight, the plane was hijacked by the Japanese Communist League-Red Army Faction. I spent the next four days handcuffed to my seat in 40-degree heat. As a doctor, I looked at it all as an experiment and was amazed at how the body slowed down in a crisis.

Find a role model and aim to achieve even more than they could ever do. My father went to the United States in 1900 to study at Duke University in North Carolina. He was a pioneer and one of my heroes. Later I found a few more life guides, and when I am stuck, I ask myself how they would deal with the problem.

It’s wonderful to live long. Until one is 60 years old, it is easy to work for one’s family and to achieve one’s goals. But in our later years, we should strive to contribute to society. Since the age of 65, I have worked as a volunteer. I still put in 18 hours seven days a week and love every minute of it.

Fatherhood Matters.

3 Ways for working parents to spend more time with their young kids.

1. Early to bed, early to rise.

Aside from the “early to bed, early” to rise cliche you’ve always heard, going to bed and rising early will maximize the time you have to spend with your baby or young child. This aligns you more with their sleep patterns so you are both awake during more of the same hours.

I wake up early so I can spend time with my boy before I leave for work, and I love it. I take him for walks in the morning with our dog and it’s great quality time that gets us both lots of fresh air. Not only does it increase my time with him, it de-emphasizes work by fitting in more activity in my day before I ever even arrive at the office. I find that I am no longer waking up and rushing out the door, but enjoying my home and family more before I start my professional day.

2. Utilize your lunch time better.

A properly utilized lunch time is a great way to increase your time with your kids. I’ve done this in three primary ways:

a: Finish any errands or tasks during your lunch time that you would otherwise do at night. This will free up your evenings and reduce the number of things which may infringe your time together.

b: Visit your child during your lunch time or have them come to you if the other parent is able to drive them. My wife and son visit me quite often at noon and I love seeing them. I always have a good time, even if we just run errands together, and it really breaks up my day.

c: If your work schedule is flexible enough, try taking a shorter lunch period or working through lunch and get out early. I often try to get into the office early because I get up early (see #1) , take half a lunch and head on home to see my boy.

3. Feed them.

Having dinner together as a family is a great bonding time. It is time well spent together and gives you the opportunity to be part of the child’s routine. Meals are a significant part of a child’s day and by being part of one, you are taking a major role in your child’s life. For me, feeding my son is a messy and time consuming endeavor, but he’s happy and interactive during the process so it’s great quality time.


This is a very interesting and informative article I found in the following site : www.fatherhoodmatters.com
There are so many things that I have learned about raising children NOW, when the children are already older which I wish I would have known then. There are some regrets but I suppose, its never too late to make amends, isnt it ? There are so many articles and information floating out there in the net, useful and helpful information. For all the young parents, do your research BEFORE the arrival of little Grace or Little Samie. Now is the time to prepare.
Some of the stuff they say are basic things that we were probably bought up with, anyways, still it is a good reminder.

The Best Companion

A humble reminder

One day of the many days
There was a man traveling on a trip with his Wife and Kids
And on the way he met someone standing in the roadway
So he asked him: Who are you?
He said:
I am the money

So the man asked his wife and kids :
Should we ask him to ride with us?

They said together: Yes of course because with the money it can help us if we wanted to do anything, and if we wanted to get anything we desired,
So they took the Money to ride with them.

And the vehicle continued its way until the man
met someone else on the road

So the Father asked: Who are you?

He said:

I am the high position and power

So the father asked his wife and kids :
Should we ask him to ride with us?

So they all answered together in one voice:

Yes of course because with the high position and power we have the ability to do anything we want and own anything we desired.

So they took the high position and power with them
And the vehicle continued to finish its trip .

And likewise he met in the same manner many people which give the pleasures and desires of this life, UNTIL ..
They met one person on the way..

The Father asks him Who are you?

He said: I am the Deen (Islam)

So the father, wife, and kids said all together in one voice: No no this isn’t the time, we desire the pleasures of this life and dunyah, and the Deen will prevent us and ban us from these things and it will take control over us, and we will be worn-out from being loyal to it and its learning. And the halal and the Haram, and this thing prayer and that thing hijab, and this fasting , and and and and and etc, It will be a burden upon us!!!
But what is certain is that we will definitely return for you to pick you up but only after we enjoy this life and everything in it.

So sadly they left him behind and the vehicle continued its trip.

And out of no where something appeared in the middle of the road

It was a check point in the road and it had a sign saying


And they found a man gesturing for the father to get out of the vehicle.

So the man said to the father:
The trip has ended as far as you are concerned!!!!
And it is upon you to get out and come with me.

The father was shocked with fear and didn’t say a word.

So the man said to him: I am searching for the DEEN.e Islam Is he with you?

He answered: No I left him not too far back. So if you can let me go back, I can get him for you :

You do not have the ability to go back, your trip has ended and there is no going back now.. returning is impossible said the man.

But I have

The Money,
The high position and power,
My Wife,
My Kids,
and and and and and and on.

The man said to him:
They will not benefit you nor will they
protect you in front of Allah. Not one bit!

And you will leave all of this, and not one of them will help you except for The Deen e Islam you know? The one which YOU left back in the road.
So the father asked: And who are you exactly?


The one which you were needless
of and didn’t take into account in your trip!!

The father looked at his vehicle and found his wife taking control of it and continuing the trip with all of its passengers but him
And none of them stayed with him, and none of them helped him in any way.






Mum and Dad were watching TV when Mum said, “I’m tired, and it’s getting late. I think I’ll go to bed.”
She went to the kitchen to make sandwiches for the next day’s lunches. Rinsed out the popcorn bowls,
took meat out of the freezer for supper the following evening, checked the cereal box levels,
filled the sugar container, put spoons and bowls on the table and started the coffee pot for brewing the next morning.

She then put some wet clothes in the dryer, put a load of clothes into the washer, ironed a shirt and secured a loose button.
She picked up the game pieces left on the table, put the phone back on the charger and put the telephone book into the drawer.
She watered the plants, emptied a wastebasket and hung up a towel to dry. She yawned and stretched and headed for the bedroom.

She stopped by the desk and wrote a note to the teacher, counted out some cash for the excursion and pulled a text book out from hiding under the chair. She signed a birthday card for a friend,addressed and stamped the envelope and wrote a quick note for the grocery store. She put both near her bag. Mum then washed her face with 3 in 1 cleanser, put on her Night Solution & amp; age fighting moisturizer, brushed and flossed her teeth and filed her nails.

Dad called out, “I thought you were going to bed.”

“I’m on my way,” she said. She put some water into the dog’s dish and put the cat outside, then made sure the doors were locked and the patio light was on. She looked in on each of the kids and turned out their bedside lamps and radios, hung up a shirt, threw some dirty socks into the hamper, and had a brief conversation with the one up still doing homework.

In her own room, she set the alarm; laid out clothing for the next day, straightened up the shoe rack. She added three things to her 6 most important things to do list. She said her prayers, and visualized the accomplishment of her goals.

About that time, Dad turned off the TV and announced to no one in particular. “I’m going to bed.” And he did…without another thought.
Anything extraordinary here? Wonder why women live longer…? ‘CAUSE THEY ARE MADE FOR THE LONG HAUL…….  (and they can’t die sooner, they still have things to do!!!!)

Keep that trap shut !!

 *A wife was making a breakfast of fried eggs for her husband.  Suddenly her husband burst into the kitchen.

 “Careful . CAREFUL!   Put in some more butter!   Oh my GOD!  You’re cooking too many at once.

TOO MANY!  Turn them!  TURN THEM NOW!   We need more butter.
Oh my GOD!   WHERE are we going to get MORE BUTTER? They’re going to STICK!

Careful …. CAREFUL! I said be CAREFUL! You NEVER listen to me when you’re cooking!

 Never! Turn them! Hurry up! Are you CRAZY? Have you LOST your mind? Don’t forget to salt them.

You know you always forget to salt them. Use the salt. USE THE SALT! THE SALT!”*

*The wife stared at him. “What in the world is wrong with you? You think I don’t know how to fry a couple of eggs?”*

 *The husband calmly replied, “I wanted to show you what it feels like when I’m driving.”

This was so funny but true and I actually started wondering how Sam must feel. Although I am not EXACTLY like how SHE probably is but then, I too am very alert when Sam is driving and “occasionally” I will “Input” my

  ” take the right, its open”   or ” dont you think we’re driving too slow ? ” or

 “we’re goinna get the light if you dont hurry up” or

” Sam, why are you letting the world run into our  lane ?” 

But when I read this funny other-end-of-the-story, I got thinking. I admit, ok I am a confident and safe driver who drives almost completely by the rules. But how irritating it must be to sit with someone whom you know is going to start with their comments of where and how you should drive.

I suddenly thought about how I feel when I am driving with Daddy sitting next to me. In spite of being confident and having driven on a certain road for at least 150 times (the road to my kids school), I get so nervous and tensed when he is sitting next to me. almost ready with his,

” why dont you cross that car ? or

” why are you going so fast ? or

” why dont you go faster ?? or

” In my days …………

In Bombay , India, I remember I had got my learner’s ” riding” licence and had my ” more-than- fair-share” of riding experience. 

 I was riding on the highway, bazaars, long routes, heavy rains ! between nasty trucks, carrying mom in the back, sometimes  my nephews in the back and front and what not !!! All this for nearly 1 year !!!!!!  CAN YOU BELIEVE ALL OF THIS AND ON A “LEARNERS LICENSE “

I felt so free, I was like a bird. I could soar as high in the air and knew exactly how to maneouvr the bike. After sometime, it was all but ” Reflex ”    

How many accidents ?   

Well two really nasty accidents.

Once was, when a tanker had just passed by on a concrete road, spilling oil on the way and my bike skid on that. oh that was nasty alright. I must have skid lying down with the bike for nearly 150 meters if not more. Those days the helmet was not as strictly applied as it is these days by the traffic police so naturally I did’nt bother with it, either. How I survived that accident with scores of cars all around me !! Miracle 1 

The other one was by a bunch of guys who felt they wanted to scare us of our bike, when I was driving my sister to her job interview !!   They were in a Maruti van and they came up speedily behind us and when they were overtaking wanted to push us a side, instead, they got too close and hit the bike.  Sham jumped off the bike immediately on the impact and I skid along with the bike. There were cars everywhere – all in high speed. How I survived without being mowed over by another car ??     Miracle 2       As usual, there is huge crowd that surrounds you when an accident happens, mainly out of curiosity and so it happened. I was under shock, I got up without noticing the intensity of injury to myself and ran back to my sister who had relatively less apparent injury.  She had fallen in the sitting position so her hip had taken the impact.  Then there was a Mixture of:   fear for the damage to the bike,  guilt over my sister getting hurt, and embarrassment over the whole thing. Ofcourse I was immense shock and pain and almost delirious but I managed to do the weirdest thing. I searched for my purse, luckily it was not stolen so far ! I examined the bike, picked the bike, gave it a kick start, luckily it started immediately and got my sis on, the crowd kept saying, I was mad.  I have little recollection of the strength it took me to get to the nearest, (no not hospital,  you wont believe it ) nearest hang out, carter road.  Thats where I saw,  My left leg had been completely scraped from hip to my  tiny toes, I could barely see anything on my left arm except blood, there was blood oozing from my forehead.  My sister panicked seeing the intensity of my hurts. Frankly So did I. But I didnt tell her or show her how I felt.  

No, at that time I was completly petrified of what Daddy would do.  There were no mobiles those days. India is not the kind of place, you just leave your bike and move on in an accident. We managed to clean some of my wounds. The rest were too many and too harsh for us to do anything and slowly but steadily we rode the bike home. Then ofcourse the drama started ………. . ……………… . …………….. .  …………

OK COMING BACK TO MY MAIN STORY, so I had been riding, gained plenty of confidence and blah blah blah… and then daddy suggested I get my Riding Licence. After a year of riding, dad took me to the RTO, , Dad was standing right at the left side of the ground,  I just had to make an 8 while riding. simple. had done it a million times if not more. But low and  behold, I JUST FROZE !!!  I could not even keep the balance of the bike !!!! Well thats the great effect my dad had on me !!  Everyone vouched for how safe and confident rider I was and to be able to tell everyone that I had flunked !!!!  

I dont blame him at all. Today, I have been driving since past 9 years. I have an 8 cylinder GMC Yukon XL. She is a huge car and I love driving her.  But reading that little article in the beginning made me realize, that what ever else the outcome, I am going to keep my trap shut while my husband drives. Thank you.

A TRUE STORY By Malcolm Forbes


A lady in a dull used dress and her husband, dressed in a ordinary old
suit, stepped off the train in Boston, and walked nervously without an
appointment into the Harvard University President‘s outer office. The
secretary could tell in a moment that such they are low-class, from the
country and had no business at Harvard & probably didn’t even deserve to
be in Cambridge .

 ‘We’d like to see the president,’ the man said softly.
‘He’ll be busy all day,’ the secretary snapped.

‘We’ll wait,’ the lady replied.

For hours the secretary ignored them, hoping that the couple would
finally become discouraged and go away. 

 They didn’t, and the secretary grew frustrated and finally decided to

 disturb the president, even though it was a job she always regretted.

 ‘Maybe if you see them for a few minutes, they’ll leave,’

 she said to him! He sighed in frustration and nodded.
Someone of his importance obviously didn’t have the time to spend with
them, and he disliked used dress, dresses and ordinary suits cluttering
up his outer office.

The president, strict faced and with dignity, walked toward the couple.
The lady told him, ‘We had a son who attended Harvard for one year. He
loved Harvard. He was happy here. But about a year ago, he was
accidentally killed. My husband and I would like to put up a monument

to him, somewhere on campus.’

The president wasn’t touched. He was shocked. 

Madam,’ he said, ‘we can’t put up a statue for every person who attended

Harvard and died. If we did, this place would look like a cemetery.’

‘Oh, no,’ the lady explained quickly. ‘We don’t want to put up a statue.

We thought we would like to give a building to Harvard.’

The president rolled his eyes. He glanced at the used dress and
ordinary suit, then yell, ‘A building! Do you have any earthly idea how
much a building costs? We have over seven and a half million dollars in
the physical buildings here at Harvard.’ For a moment the lady was silent.
The president was pleased.  Maybe he could get rid of them now.

The lady turned to her husband and said quietly, ‘Is that all it cost to start a
university? Why don’t we just start our own? ‘

 Her husband nodded. The president’s face bendy in confusion and panic.

 Mr. and Mrs. Leland Stanford got up and walked away, travelling to Palo Alto ,

California where they established the university that bears their name,

 Stanford University , A Memorial To A Son That Harvard No Longer Cared About.

You can easily judge the character of others by how they treat those who
they think can do nothing for them.

   ‘People will forget what you said, People will forget what you did.’
          ‘But people will never forget how you made them feel!’