Friday, 27 December 2013
Wednesday, 25 December 2013
Merry Christmas Quotes...!!!
Happy Merry Christmas !!!
Norman Vincent Peale Dr. Norman Vincent Peale (May 31, 1898 – December 24, 1993) was a minister and author (most notably of The Power of Positive Thinking) and a progenitor of "positive thinking". |
Carol Nelson |
Norman Vincent Peale |
Saturday, 14 December 2013
Management Quotes-2 !!!
Thursday, 12 December 2013
Management Quotes !!!
Alvin Toffler (born October 4, 1928) is an American writer and futurist, known for his works discussing the digital revolution, communication revolution and technological singularity. |
Chanakya is traditionally identified as Kautilya or Vishnu Gupta, who authored the ancient Indian political treatise called Arthasastra (Economics). |
Thursday, 28 November 2013
A Letter to Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar
A Letter to Sachin
Ramesh Tendulkar
Sachin Tendulkar |
Respected Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar Sir
Cricket Histrion ,
India
Out of billions-millions of fan, I am the last one, I have
never seen your match, I have never seen you face to face, I have never seen
you till you get your “Ton” in any ODI match Or Test Match or Twenty-20 match
and I have not seen the last most important Farewell, I miss it, Because, I did
not want to see you depart from the passion you live for, i can not see you to
say ‘Good bye” to us, all I wanted is you to play as long as you can, on the other
hand I know the time you have took the decision of retirement,(not now than
some time else) I hope I can be a time machine which can stop you to go.
All I know is a man with height nearly 5 ft something (below
6 ft) is standing with a wooden things in hand called “Bat” and facing the most
dangerous bowler of the world’s cricket team, the way you play, the way you
stop the ball, the way you plate, the way you hit the cover drive, the way you
sweep the sweat four with wrist, I was thinking how he (you) can do it, when a
small with eleven players to surround it, still you get place to send the ball
to the boundary line, I was amazed to see you doing this.
When I started to use social site, I got a personalized digitalized
autographed written on it, “Dear xyz, Sachiin…Sachin will reverberate in my
ears until my last breath. Thank you very much”
These lines were made me think of you as much as tried to
ignore it, but somewhere in the corner of heart, I was thinking you about you,
and missing you.
When I read on internet site I seen the records are long
list to show, I was thinking whether I am checking commodity, trading site or
seeing your records, they were like n ending page.
And the day when you are going to leave the cricket
ground forever, At the end when you gave the presentation .and when you start
your speech I can feel the emotion which you have and the same which I have, as
you said “please friends” the tear roll n my face, I had no courage to see you depart, (I still
miss the moment), I tried to stop the water in my easy as much as controlled,
they were on the peak, could not control them.
If there a word more than God than you are the “that
word” for cricket players or lovers, I could not explain the feeling when you
were departing but I could do Is, scribble on the paper.
Thank you Sachin for entertain to me as well as to the
whole world, we will miss you until the word “Cricket” is there.
Thank you very much From A fan called
“MahaBekarAdmi”(
MBA)
Wednesday, 27 November 2013
Saturday, 23 November 2013
Famous Inspirational Poem
Maya Angelou is one of the most celebrated American Poets of our time. Born in 1928, her life has spanned much of the African American struggle for racial equality. She was a confidant of Malcolm X and Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. In this poem about courage, Angelou embodies the power, courage and tenacity of the African American experience.
Still I Rise by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
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