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Think or sink!

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Twins will differ in their abilities, attitudes and aptitudes.

The child on our right side is naughty and the one on our left is sober!

http://www.livescience.com/24694-identical-twins-not-identical.html
 
renuka said:
Dear RR ji,

Recognition from others at times can lead to disappointment and also elation..both I feel makes one dependent on views of others.

I feel its better to just execute what we have to do ..that should suffice.
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Dear Renu,

There is a saying in Tamil - 'thani maram thOppu AgAdhu'!

Hope you get the point. :)

P.S: This reply is also to my sis, who has the same view as yours!
 
If a person must be hailed just for being one of a kind, then we must be ready to :hail:

Hitler, Dracula, Thuglak, RaavaN, Mahishaasur, ChaNdan , MuNdan and many other scary people!

AND each one of us is unique which means each of us must be hailed by everyone else! :rolleyes:
 
On second thought - what if the cow that gives us nourishing milk

also gives us an occasional a kick once in way! :rolleyes:

Isn't this cow far better than the cow which moos very sweetly

but never gives us a drop of milk? :decision:

 
That blood is thicker than water was proved one more time today.
The moment I informed one of the siblings that I am down and out
with cough, cold, running nose(!) and a mild temperature,
all the other siblings called on phone to inquire about my heath. :)
 
It is my 'custom' to fall sick during the tour and come back home sick.

This time I held on very carefully till I came back home.

But soon after reaching home I fell sick.

I must have guessed it coming when the driver of the A.C car we traveled in

was sneezing all along and I was seated in the front just next to him!

May be it is good idea to wear a nose mask -

even if it makes us look like a rat or a pig or a surgeon!

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Raji Ram said:
But people seldom realize. :pout:
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Dear sister - the sweetest of all my siblings!

I am :sorry: I was NOT in my best mood or behavior since 26th Feb!

The wrenching body pain, the running nose, the lack of sleep

the bouts of cough which hurt my lower abdomen and sides,

had unleashed the beast in me - even if it were not active already!

(I promise I won't call myself a beauty) :rolleyes:

Let us forget everything and hope you will forgive me! :hug:

Moral of the incident:

When I feel down and out OR completely washed out OR resemble something

that the cat had brought in during the night, I must curl up and try get as

much rest as possible instead of trying to be active as usual and hurt as many

people as possible and quite unnecessarily too ! :doh:

 
People deal with stress in different ways.

Some shout, some sulk, some fight, some sit tight, :rant:

some over work and get into more trouble :roll:

while others go on an indefinite strike. :hand:

Some hit their heads or rather forehead with their hands

(popularly known as 'neththiyadi' in Tamil)

while other hang their heads of harder substances. :frusty:

I bet this happens in most movies based on the lives of bhakthas.

In the climax scene they go to a temple and bang their heads on

whatever they choose to, until they bleed and swoon.

I know a child who when stressed out would bang his head on the floor gently

so that he can start crying from the pain induced wantonly.

Now his child does the same thing in the reverse way since he is buckled up in a high chair.

He bangs the back of his head on the back rest of the chair and starts crying.

Are such things hereditary too?

Does it run in families and passed on from one generation to the generation?
 
This gentleman can twist his hands on one another :shocked:
(and may be knot the loose ends too!) :rolleyes:

He has to twist his legs on one another and lock the set up with
the toes on one of his feet on the shin of the other. :wacko:

I almost fainted with surprise when I saw that his grandson could do the same things
untaught and even without seeing anyone else do these gimmicks.

It is as though something ( a genetic software) inside him prompts him to do these things. :laser:

There is more in the genes than we are ready to give credit to! :)
 
In the quiz program we had during the Alumni meet of my husband's batch mates
we were asked to name the creature which changes its sex during its life time.

I knew it was a fish but could not recollect its name.

I had been tapping my head exactly on my eyebrow center without realizing it
in an attempt to activate my memory and bring out the stored info.

Only when the person conducting the quiz imitated my movement
I realized that I had been trying to tap the info by tapping on my brain. :)

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https://naturalreactions.wordpress.com/2014/03/19/the-mystery-of-the-fish-that-change-their-sex/
 
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We were shown the slideshow of the photos taken during the very first Alumni meet in 2004.

Wow! we all looked so much younger, handsome/pretty, and more energetic.

In fact one gentleman walked over to me sitting around the bonfire with the gathering on a cool hill station just to tell me how different I had looked then.

Then I had black hair, was a little leaner, bespectacled and did not carry a walking stick!

(May be we could have had a game of finding the six differences in everyone present) :rolleyes:

I had missed the meet for the past four years due to ill health or other problems.

So they were taken aback by my now snow-white-hair, no-specs-look and sari-churidar.

Someone said I had become very smart (referring to my dress)

and I replied, "I have become smart by compulsion and not by choice!" :)

I had taken elaborate pains to get two new dresses stitched in which

I had to convert the horizontal zari lines into vertical lines to appear leaner.

I had to remove the borders from both the sides of both the saris.

I cut the pieces after changing the orientation of the lines and

reattached the borders before stitching the dresses.

It took exactly twice the time a dress usually takes me to get it stitched!

I owe my snow white hair to the forum since I stopped coloring my hair after joining the forum!


 
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The ride back to Chennai was fun since we all got seats in the same compartment.

We were making noise like college kids and everyone else was amused rather than annoyed.

The venue for the next three meets have been finalized.

In 2017 it will be in Chennai, in 2018 In Coimbatore and 2019 in Boston(?)

It was sheer optimism when we parted with words like "See you next year/ next meet" :wave:

When these men's average age is 75+ and their wives' average age 70+

what else does it convey more than sheer unshakable optimism? :rolleyes:
 
One new game was interesting.

We had to reply to the statements / questions asked by the conductor
without using the words "Yes" / "No" / "May be"/ "Don't know" and
make sure that the two statements HAVE no reference to each other.

In other words we must talk sheer nonsense for as long as we could hang on. :blah:

Most of the women were out in the second sentence itself by saying either yes or no!

I never knew I could talk nonsense but I held on long enough to get the third prize :third:

It was a lovely plastic tray just the right size to hold all my medicines and toilets
and other make up things during the nine days long tour.

I have saved it for the future tours along with the other things I usually take with me.

One lady from USA held on for 30 seconds and I shudder to think
how much she can make people get vexed - if she chose to do so!
 
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Nor were we allowed to shake the head signifying yes / no / don't know in that game.

So all our replies had to be completely unrelated, unmitigated, untruths!

I won a lovely book by explaining a proverb and relating it to Thirumanthiram

and reciting the verse to a compartment full of people of all religions.

About that you will hear tomorrow (ting ti ting!!!)

P.S:

My sister Raji and Mr. Ram will be spending the weekend with another sibling.

A request to all the ardent admirers of the Forum Arasai Smt R.R. :pray:

If she is absent for anything up to 4 days from the forum

please do not hold me responsible for it. I am innocent! :)
 
I told one gentleman - a batch mate of my husband - that he was looking very prosperous now.

He understood me, took a quick look at his protruding belly and had a hearty laugh. :laugh:

I realized that it is not what we say that makes people angry :nono:

but it how we say what we say that angers people. :mad2:
 
The word Swami actually means "He who owns me"

It can refer to a God, a master, a king, or one's husband.

The spirit is that of total surrender and obedience.

So Swami owns his his wife. But who owns Swami?

If Smty. Swami owns Sriman. Swami that means that

Smty . Swami is now the Swamini of the Swami.

Feeling :dizzy:??? You ought to be! :rolleyes:
 

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