212 degrees

This is a very inspiring statetement.

I wanna share this statement with ma fellow friends ..

At 211 degrees water is hot.

At 212 degrees it boils.

And with boiling water, comes steam.

And steam can power a locomotive.

So one degree makes the difference.

And the one extra degree of effort,

separates the good from the great.

Its your life.

You

are responsible for your results.

IT's TIME TO TURN UP THE HEAT !

this statement has reference to

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FpJQqzJj534

To get something that we have never had,

We have to,

Do what we have never done

Put z=0

Actually I got a comment from Faris regarding "z=0". So a narration came to my mind.
The story was narrated to me by Mishal during ma college days (2004-08) .
(For best results , the story should be narrated by Mishal (the Narration Dude!)

Mishal was in the examination hall writing his Engineering Mathematics -1 university exam. Maths was always the subject Mishal hated. He needed 40 to pass the exam . He completed some questions. But one question was lukin a bit difficult. Question to find the value of x,y and z(The simplest question I know ). To his notice came a guy called Arshad(The hero of the story ), his school pal , sittin next to him , doin the same question. Mishal was happy seeing his answer sheet. He called Arshad.
In a very silent voice Mishal calls
Mishal: Arshad ......Arshad ...
(Arshad s too busy solvin te queestion )
Arshad turns to Mishal
Arshad : yeah ... Im busy ..wot happened (silently )
Mishal points the finger to the answer sheet and gestures to turn the answer sheet to him .
Mishal : Idu sheri aano ? (Is this answer right ).
Arshad : (makes gesture like a mathematician) definitely man!
Mishal : Ok!
Mishal starts copying ..very fast .. like a thee vandi (fire engine )
when Mishal reaches the last part of the answer where we people write the answer in the form x=something , y = somethign and z=somethign . He founds out the answr was
x=10; y=12;
(Somehow Arshad messed up with z in the calculations.. Its Calicut University .. People always find them in a difficult situation..)

He notices that thers no "z". He then turns to Arshad

Mishal : Arshad ...Arshad..
Arshad : waves his head .. and ask ..Wot happened ?
Mishal : mairaaaa.. "z evide poeeeee"(whers the fuckin z)?
Arshad : (thinks for 5 secs ) ... Put z=0;
Mishal : ok!

After coming out of the examination hall, he realizes that "z=0" was a blunder .
Then it was all Mishal , who narrated the story to everyone he can and made fun of Arshad.

But there are always conspiracy theories regarding anything.
The conspiracy theory says that this incident never happened (like moon hoax).
Some say it happened but Mishal was the one who said "Put z=0" not Arshad!
Anyhow it was one of the funniest incident ever narrated to me .

Have fun !

BE SmarT and gEt AN EXtraaa Slap !

So dudes here I come again! Happy reading.
This post is actually a song cum story. So try to sing the song .
On a morning when I was late for school , I saw evryone standing up and mam ,our techer was sayin something.
I was thanking Lord that I didn hear wot she said, so its not applicable to me !

Long Long time ago when I was nine,
I took ma bag and stood in the line ,
Never knew wot I was gonna do ,
Never knew wot I was gonna say,
Never knew wot I was gonna face,
But ,But still...aaaaaaaaaa took ma bag I stood in the line ,

And then wot happened is history .We All started to walk in a line towards HELL, sorry our Principals' office . The board showed Fr. Patrick DSouza, Principal.One by one we were gettin in .But to ma surprise everyone was coming out with their faces so red that you can easily check whether they had high or low Haemoglobin count in their blood. Next was my turn, I asked ,
Sir May I come In?...... A roar from the room... YES! I went in confidently and sure about certain things.
Principal: So you are also there ?(As if he never expected me to be here)
MYSELF(Proudly ): YES SIR!
Fr.Patrick took pulled ma ear tightly and then gave two tight SLAPs on ma sweet and chubby cheeks.
That was it! Im done
Myself: Can I go Sir?
Principal: Yes !
When I was walking tears were flowing out of ma eyes like the river Ganga comes out the Ganges.
Standing outside was waiting ma best friend Vikrant.
Vikrant : How was it. It was very hard yaar.See my cheek is still red . Saaala(abuse in hindi ) principal.
Myself : Acha yeh bata !yeh principal ne hamen mara kyun? (Y did the principal slapped us)
Vikrant : Don know man, shayad (may be ), its because we didn do our homework that was supposed to be done last week.
Myself : He didn ask me whether I have completed my work or not . He jus slapped me . Might be some other reason .
Vikrant : Abey (Dude), our teacher is askin for the homework for the last one week! Nobody cares bout it ! SO this was necessary.
Myself : Mathar Chod (Mother Fucker)! I did it . I already completed the homework.
Vikrant : hahahaha so u got beaten up jus like that ? ...After a minute pause he suggested ....Y don u go and show the homework to the principal , he would be impresssed and wud make you Monitor of the class for next month.
The Word MONITOR of THE CLASs was clinging in my ears(I always wanted to be a monitor).
Myself : Ok MAn! Im coming in a minute.

Myself : Sir , May I come in ?
Principal: Yes
After seeing me he says
YOu want two more !Y is that you are in here again.Your turn is over!
Myself : (Confidently)No Sir, actually I completed my homework, yesterday!
Principal: Ok come here............. !10 secs after that I could feel the RBCs coming out ma face (he slapped me once more)

Its 13 years past that incident i still don know why i got a slap the second time !
Do you know ? Please tel me wot u think why the principal slapped me the second time.

The Birthday that never came...!

Hie... m charlie...

lyin on my bed, feelin lazy to wake up, turned to the calendar on ma left.. n f@#*!!!!!!!! it was 18th september(year???) ma b'day !!!! i was HAPPY. 19 f@#*ing years on dis holy earth, n still not sure y god sent me here??? in ma mind was questioning god, "y did u send me here man?" wot d hell m doin on dis crap place, wid ma dreams all shattered, achieved nothin, reached nowhere. god nevr listened to ma prayers.. none of ma wishes evr came true.. n ma dad???? huh... i wanted to be a guitarist but he never got me one. den i wanted to b a soccer(i mean manchester united) player but mom cudn't digest it.. wanted me to study. i cud hav achieved so much in ma life.. cud hav been in d shoes of David Beckham, Sachin Tendulkar, Brad Pitt, Rajiv Gandhi , Jimmy Page, A.R.Rehman, David Gilmour, Michael Schumacher, Valentino Rossi, Aamir Khan, and the list goes on.. but see where i ended up.n u knw whoz responsible for all dis?? GOD..DAD..MOM n ma f#@@*d up fate.

C'mon man itz ma b'day.cn't end up lik dis, still lyin on bed i was thinkin about ma b'day gift, althou nevr got one of ma choice for the last 18 years, was nt expecting nythn dis tym also.. so closed my eyes again for a short round of sleep, into ma dream city. Suddenly a harsh male voice started peircing ma ear drums, an intruder into ma dreamland, i opened ma eyes n a great man was standing in front of me, he who was responsible for ma existence, for ma condition 2day, one who had a hand in destroying ma future n devastating ma dreams. I saw a devilish smile on his face, he wished me happy b'day.. i smiled back and said "thank u dad", in a mocking tone. He took my right hand and kept a key on ma palm, i wondered wot it was. I looked at him in a row of mixed expressions... He smiled and said "beta its ur new Bike........." man i cudn't believe ma ears, he said alot of things but ma ear drums were jus vibrating the first few words.. my new bike...my new bike.. ha ha ha... man this is my day.. i din evn luk at my dad's face and said i am goin on a drive.. i cudn't wait. I din't even thank him for the gift. i took ma i-pod, ma dad's helmet n rushed outside. There stood ma grand bike, Pulsar 180.. i cudn't believe ma eyes. I jumped on it n mind it i was nt riding.. i was flying, i was talkin to the wind, huh...And the speedometer was buzzing from 40 to 50 t0 60.. n finally i was in the 90's, n to add cheers to it, the plugs pulled into my ears were playing DREAM ON... from Aerosmith.

Everything was so perfect that i started to think bout THEM David Beckham, Sachin Tendulkar, Brad Pitt, Rajiv Gandhi, Jimmy Page, A.R.Rehman, David Gilmour, Michael Schumacher, Valentino(the people whom i wanted to be like).Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! a kid.....ma bike..high speed..crossing road...goddamn. I was sure i was goin to hit her but thanx to DISC brakes , i pulled the brakes and !!!!!!!!! Jesus Christ ! i cudn belive ma eyes the bike stopped the moment i pulled the so called DISC! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! i was flying high in the air ....Dhadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaammmm i had a crash landing. I was totally into peices. I thought i broke m neck , m shoulder bone, one f ma legs.Now, ma bone counter was more than 206!. I could only move ma eyes to see around wot was happening. You wont believe i was sorrounded by more than 20 people and none of them came to my help . I cudn open mymouth to speak a holy word (HELP!!HELP). My eyes were closing , slowly n slowly , c'mon i don want to die! Please help me! help me! god , dad , mom someone help me ! My eyes were about to close forever. I cudn believe I WAS DYING. I could hear bells ringing very loudly . Mummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy help ME. where r you !!!!!!!!!!! and suddenly the Sweetest voice I have ever heard was calling me, "CHarlie get up ...get up ...or i vil pour water on you ...GEt up." PHhhhhhEeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww...dat was a dream !!! i was relieved to know this.

Thank GOD it was a dream.

This september i vil be 23 . I don curse any one now for ma fate. I stil Pray to GOd that this dream never comes true. Pray for me!!!!

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