Saturday, February 28, 2009

Two from Ravi Kant

The following are from Ravi Kant

An Indian takes a loan in new York

An Indian man walks into a bank in
New York City and asks for the loan officer.
He tells the loan officer that he is going to India on business
for two weeks and needs to borrow $5,000.

The bank officer tells him that the bank
will need some form of security for the loan,
so the Indian man hands over the keys
and documents of new Ferrari parked
on the street in front of the bank.
He produces the title and everything checks out.
The loan officer agrees to accept
the car as collateral for the loan.

The bank's president and its officers
all enjoy a good laugh at the Indian
for using a $250,000 Ferrari
as collateral against a $5,000 loan.
An employee of the bank then
drives the Ferrari into the bank's
underground garage and parks it there.

Two weeks later, the Indian returns,
repays the $5,000 and the interest,
which comes to $15.41.
The loan officer says,
"Sir, we are very happy to have had your business,
and this transaction has worked out very nicely,
but we are a little puzzled.
While you were away,
we checked you out and found that you are a multi millionaire.
What puzzles us is, why would you bother to borrow "$5,000" ?

The Indian replies:
"Where else in New York City can I park my car
for two weeks for only $15.41
and expect it to be there when I return'"

Four Friends and their Children

Four friends, who hadn't seen each other in 30 years, reunited at a party.

After several drinks, one of the men had to use the rest room. Those who remained talked about their kids.

The first guy said, 'My son is my pride and joy. He started working at a successful company at the bottom of the barrel. He studied Economics and Business Administration and soon began to climb the corporate ladder and now he's the president of the company. He became so rich that he gave his best friend a top of the line Mercedes for his birthday.'

The second guy said, 'Darn, that's terrific! My son is also my pride and joy. He started working for a big airline, and then went to flight school to become a pilot. Eventually he became a partner in the company, where he owns the majority of its assets. He's so rich that he gave his best friend a brand new jet for his birthday..'

The third man said: 'Well, that's terrific! My son studied in the best universities and became an engineer. Then he started his own construction company and is now a multimillionaire. He also gave away something very nice and expensive to his best friend for his birthday: A 30,000 square foot mansion.'

The three friends congratulated each other just as the fourth returned from the restroom and asked: 'What are all the congratulations for?' One of the three said: 'We were talking about the pride we feel for the successes of our
sons. ....What about your son?'

The fourth man replied: 'My son is gay and makes a living dancing as a stripper at a nightclub.'

The three friends said: 'What a shame...what a disappointment.'

The fourth man replied: 'No, I'm not ashamed. He's my son and I love him. And he hasn't done too bad either. His birthday was two weeks ago, and he received a beautiful 30,000 square foot mansion, a brand new jet and a top of the line Mercedes from his three boyfriends. !!!!!!:)

Msgs from Old Friends 7

Msg from Keith Hayward, VIRUS NOTIFICATION

This information arrived this morning direct from both Microsoft and Norton.
Please send it to everybody you know who has access to the Internet.
You may receive an apparently harmless email with a Power Point presentation -'Life is beautiful.'
If you receive it DO NOT OPEN THE FILE UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES , and delete it immediately ..
If you open this file, a message will appear on your screen saying: 'It is too late now, your life is no longer beautiful.'
Subsequently you will LOSE EVERYTHING IN YOUR PC and the person who sent it to you will gain access to your name, e-mail and password.
This is a new virus which started to circulate on Saturday afternoon.
AOL has already confirmed the severity, and the antivirus software's are not capable of destroying it.
The virus has been created by a hacker who calls himself 'life owner.'


Msg from Rahul Kansal, Director, Times of India

Dear Friend,

You have often lent your voice and ideas to the issues our newspaper raises from time to time, through the My Times My Voice platform. Clearly, you feel strongly for the way things are run in our country, and have a desire to be involved and make a difference.

Today, on the eve of the most important general elections we’ve probably ever had, the nation needs a concerned citizen like you. To ensure that we don’t waste this once-in-five-years opportunity yet again, like we have been doing for the past 60 years.

The Times of India is set to launch Lead India ’09, a country-wide campaign across all our newspapers, with the aim of ensuring that better candidates are put up and elected in the coming elections. The campaign will first try to put pressure on political parties to feature better candidates, by mobilizing the opinions of lakhs of thinking individuals around the country; and then act as a Voters’ Guide to help voters make a more informed choice, through detailed investigation of all key candidates in 40 urban constituencies.

To enable Lead India ‘09 to become a powerful peoples’ movement, it needs a core band of volunteers willing to play the role of catalysts. As a member of this core, your main role would be to ignite the minds of our countrymen – through heart-felt participation in blogs and discussion boards… or indeed by hosting your own blogs on any issue close to your heart. You would also be expected to reach out to friends in various community websites and involve them in the movement through simple pledges like ‘I say NO to criminals in politics’ or ‘I’ll not let my vote go waste’. Therefore, please let us know the social networking sites (e.g. Facebook, Orkut etc) which you are a member of.

So, if you want to be a change agent in this historic election, do write back to us by February 23rd and we’ll give you a special pass and pre-registration to the forthcoming Lead India ’09 website.

I do hope you decide to come on board.

Rahul Kansal
Director, The Times of India

Dear Mr. Kansal,

Yes, it is about time that the educated people of India took up cudgels to fight the system which is generating the corrupt politicians.
I appreciate yor efforts.
However, we should not set up too many fronts to fight the system as otherwise we will start fighting amongst ourselves as to who should lead india and that would fritter away our resources.
I have been watching Swami Ramdeo on Astha Channel for the last 8 years.I have never met him personally.
He has started a movement called "Bharat Swabhiman"
He too is thinking on the same lines.
I would suggest you watch his programmes which are aired every morning between 5.30 am to 7.30 am.
While doing pranayam you could listen to his views.
I find them to be just like mine and what you too are thinking.
I would suggest that we all strengthen Swami Ramdeo's hand in his fight to improve India.
I, on my part, am trying to lend my voice through our blog and to improve India.

If there is anything I can do to eradicate India of these corrupt and criminal politicans,do let me know.

Radheshyam Sharma

Msg from Ujjwal Das

Hari Om Radheshyam Sir,

I am from the batch 1987 and am presently working for a shipping co. in Delhi.
Due to some family problems need to relocate to Kolkata.
Can you suggest anyone who can help me in doing so.

Thanks in advance,



Hari Om, Kolkata friends,

A request for help from one of our boys.
I am sending it mid-week as I don't want it to be submerged with the weekly mail.
If any of you can help, I would be most happy.






KOLKATA - 700 072, INDIA
PH: +91 33 32522779
FAX: +91 33 22127609
MOB: +91 09339720748

Partha sengupta of 1966/67 batch is in Shipping business

He could be of help


Msg from Ralph Reeves

Hari Ohm buddy Radesh,

Glad your trip was good and the wedding went off well, except for the fact that your brother in law's daughter sustained injuries from her accident. Hope she gets well soon. SO YOU ARE AN ENGINEER TOO LIKE ME EH? Did mine in Manipal Mysore and then DMET one year to qualify as a Mechanical / Marine Engineer. I am here in Montreal right now on a Company business meeting for 4 days. We are put up at the Marriott and should be as always a great get together of all Captains & \Chief Engineers. I'll be back in Toronto Feb 26th.
Take care

Hari Om Ralph,

Yes, it seems ages since I passed my engineering and for the last 20 years I have been in the Purchase function, away from engineering. Living in Bengal, it was a great relief moving away from engineering and factory life.And now, for the last three years, I am lucky in tthat I have to go to office only thrice a week.I must have done something good in either this or my previus life to have a good boss too. Cheers,


Msg from N K Sircar

Hi Radesh:

Keep up the good work.Every thing is fine, Presently my wife is Calcutta, kindly call here she will be happy to know you buddy. She & my daughter has met Safuel Huda in NY/USAHer home phone / mobile #s: 2475-1102 /9051088989
Good Luck & Best

Hello NK,

I have just spoken to your wife and invited her to our place.She said she would be coming to Salt Lake on Friday and then would try to visit us.It would be a pleasure to receive her.If there is any help you would want from me, do let me know. Cheers.


Extending a helping hand

This has been sent by Lalit Narayan.
It touches your heart.


Let's see if you send it back. We all know or knew someone like this!!

One day, when I was a freshman in high school,
I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.
His name was Kyle.
It looked like he was carrying all of his books.
I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday?
He must really be a nerd."
I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him.
He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes
My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.
As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. "
They really should get lives.
" He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
There was a big smile on his face.
It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before.
He said he had gone to private school before now.
I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books.
He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends
He said yes.
We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.
Monday morning came! , and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.
I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!
" He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
When we were seniors, we began to think about college.
Kyle decided on Georgetown , and I was going to Duke.
I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would
never be a problem.
He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.
Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
I teased him all the time about being a nerd.
He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
He looked great.
He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school.
He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
Boy, sometimes I was jealous!
Today was one of those days.
I could see that he was nervous about his speech.
So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"
He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled.
" Thanks," he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.
Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...
I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them.
I am going to tell you a story."
I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.
He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.
He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
"Thankfully, I was saved.
My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.
I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.
Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions.
With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
For better or for worse.
God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
Look for God in others.
You now have two choices, you can:1) Pass this on to your friends or

2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.

As you can see, I took choice number 1.

"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."

There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.

Tomorrow is a mystery.

Today is a gift.

Live it, in the best possible way.

Friday, February 27, 2009

Give the English language its due

I am generally one with Swami Ramdeo in most of his views.
However, his views on the English language does not agree with mine.
I have therefore sent him my views.
Let us see.


Swami Ramdeoji,
Patalnjali Yogpeeth,

Respected Swamiji,

I have been following your movement since 2001, practising pranayam by just watching Aastha Channel.
I am pleased to inform you that I am keeping good health and have had no recurrence of Angina pains since taking up pranayam.
I have also watched you take up cudgels against corruption and appreciate your efforts to root out corruption from public life.
I have been supporting your movement and all it stands for since the last seven years and have been writing about your movement in our blog and also

If I can be of any assistance to you in your fight against corruption, please feel free to let me know.
I support all your statements except your effort to belittle the English language.
You propose to introduce all higher education courses in the regional language of the state.
India has 22 languages recognized by our constitution.
One of the languages is Urdu.
Urdu is a foreign language brought in to India by the Muslim invaders.
If you can recognize Urdu as an Indian language, why can't you recognize English as an Indian language.
English is the only language understood in all states of India.
It is the language understood by the maximum number of people in India after Hindi.
In such a case, how can it be considered a foreign language when it is spoken by so many people?
It is because of English that India has become a global power in the BPO and software industry.
All higher education text books are already there in the English language but will have to be translated into 22 different languages to please all the states.
Do you realize the cost involved?
Because of low volumes and translation charges, the price of these translated books would be prohibitive.
Do you realize the difficulty a Bengali faces in Gujarat or Tamil nadu where he does not understand the language or the script. However, if he know English, he faces no problems.
No Swamiji, this is one point I disagree with you.
Let us not again start the language war.
Let us be broad minded and give honour to English that is due to it.
Let us have the three language formula.
Hindi, English and regional language.
The Hindi Speaking states should be made to learn one other regional language, preferably of South India.
I hope you will see reason and refrain from once again starting a language disturbance.

Yours sincerely,

Radheshyam Sharma

188, bangur Avenue,
Kolkata - 700055
Cell_ 9331259878

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Who wouldn't want a chick with long legs?

Here are two more mid-week mood lighteners from Rex Barker.


A man walks up to the bar with an ostrich behind him, and as he sits, the bartender asks for their order.

The man says, "I'll have a beer" and turns to the ostrich. "What's yours?"

"I'll have a beer too" says the ostrich.

The bartender pours the beer and says "That will be $3.40 please," and the man reaches into his pocket and pays with the exact change for payment.

The next day, the man and the ostrich come again, and the man says "I'll have a beer,"

The ostrich says "I'll have the same."

Once again the man reaches into his pocket and pays with exact change.

This became a routine until late one evening, the two enter again. "The usual?" asks the bartender.

"Well, it's close to last orders, so I'll have a large Scotch" says the man.

"Same for me" says the ostrich.

"That will be $7.20" says the bartender.

Once again the man pulls exact change out of his pocket and places it on the bar.

The bartender can't hold back his curiosity any longer. "Excuse me, sir. How do you manage to always come up with the exact change out of your pocket every time?"

"Well," says the man, "several years ago I was cleaning the attic and I found this old lamp. When I rubbed it a Genie appeared and offered me two wishes. My first wish was that if I ever needed to pay for anything, I just put my hand in my pocket and the right amount of money will be there."

"That's brilliant!" says the bartender. "Most people would wish for a million dollars or something, but you'll always be as rich as you want for as long as you live!"

"That's right! Whether it's a gallon of milk, or a Rolls Royce, the exact money is always there," says the man.

"That's fantastic!" says the bartender. "You are a genius! Oh, one other thing sir, what's with the ostrich?"

The man replies, "Oh, my second wish was for a chick with long legs."

This is allegedly true story provides an amusing example of lateral thinking and initiative, and staff training (or lack of) at the workplace.

While transporting some unfortunate mental patients from one secure place to another, the newly appointed bus driver stopped at a roadside restaurant for natural break. On his return to the bus, all twenty patients were gone. Being a resourceful fellow and fearing the consequences of his negligence, he drove to the next bus stop, where he claimed to be a replacement for the usual service.

Allowing twenty people aboard, the driver made straight for his destination, where he warned staff at the gates that the 'patients' were deluded and extremely volatile. The angry 'patients' were duly removed, sedated and incarcerated, and remained in detention for three days, until staff were able to check the records and confirm their true identities. The actual patients were never found

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

J K Ghosh's visit to the Himalayas

These beautiful photographs of the Himalayas were sent by J K Ghosh during his visit to Munsiary,Chowkary,Binsor and Hemkund.
At this age, that he has been able to go to those heights is itself an achievement.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Deciding Priorities

Partha always send something readable, giving some lessons in life.
This has been sent by him


The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday morning. Perhaps it’s the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it’s the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable.

A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the garage with a steaming cup of coffee in one hand and the morning paper in the other. What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you from time to time. Let me tell you about it:

I turned the dial up into the phone portion of the band on my ham radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning swap net. Along the way, I came across an older sounding chap, with a tremendous signal and a golden voice. You know the kind; he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business. He was telling whomever he was talking with something about “a thousand marbles.” I was intrigued and stopped to listen to what he had to say.

“Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you’re busy with your job. I’m sure they pay you well but it’s a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. It’s too bad you missed your daughter’s dance recital,” he continued; “Let me tell you something that has helped me keep my own priorities.” And that’s when he began to explain his theory of a “thousand marbles.”

“You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years.

“Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3,900, which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire lifetime. Now, stick with me, Tom, I’m getting to the important part.

It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail,” he went on, “and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays. I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy. So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round up 1,000 marbles. I took them home and put them inside a large, clear plastic container right here in the shack next to my gear.”

Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away. I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more on the really important things in life.

There’s nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight.

Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last marble out of the container. I figure that if I make it until next Saturday then I have been given a little extra time. And the one thing we can all use is a little more time.

It was nice to meet you Tom. I hope you spend more time with your family, and I hope to meet you again here on the band. This is a 75 year old man, K9NZQ, clear and going QRT, good morning!”

You could have heard a pin drop on the band when this fellow signed off. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to work on the antenna that morning, and then I was going to meet up with a few hams to work on the next club newsletter.

Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss. “C’mon honey, I’m taking you and the kids to breakfast.”

“What brought this on?” she asked with a smile.

“Oh, nothing special, it’s just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. And hey, can we stop at a toy store while we’re out? I need to buy some marbles.”

Chosing how to live your life

This is from Rex Barker.
It is a true story

A man was flying from Seattle to San Francisco. Unexpectedly, the plane stopped in Sacramento along the way. The flight attendant explained that there would be a delay, and if the passengers wanted to get off the aircraft, the plane would re-board in 50 minutes.

Everybody got off the plane except one gentleman who was blind. The man had noticed him as he walked by and could tell the gentleman was blind because his Seeing Eye dog lay quietly underneath the seats in front of him throughout the entire flight. He could also tell he had flown this very flight before because the pilot approached him, and called him by name, "Keith, we're in Sacramento for almost an hour. Would you like to get off and stretch your legs?" The blind man replied, "No thanks, but maybe my dog would like to stretch his legs."

Picture this:
All the people in the gate area came to a complete standstill when they looked up and saw the pilot walk off the plane with a Seeing Eye dog! The pilot was even wearing sunglasses. People scattered. They not only tried to change planes, but they were trying to change airlines!

This too is from Rex Barker explaining how you can live your life.
The choice is yours.

Jerry is the kind of guy you love to hate. He is always in a good mood and always has something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply, "If I were any better, I would be twins!" He was a unique manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.

Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him, I don't get it! You can't be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?" Jerry replied, "Each morning I wake up and say to myself, Jerry, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood. I choose to be in a good mood.

Each time something bad happens, I can choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life. "Yeah, right, it's not that easy," I protested. "Yes, it is," Jerry said. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good mood or bad mood. The bottom line: It's your choice how you live life."

Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gun point by three armed robbers. While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center. After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body.

I saw Jerry about six months after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, "If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?" I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place. “The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door," Jerry replied. "Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live or I could choose to die. I chose to live."

"Weren't you scared? Did you lose consciousness?" I asked. Jerry continued, "...the paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the ER and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read 'he's a dead man.' I knew I needed to take action." " What did you do?" I asked. "Well, there was a big burly nurse shouting questions at me," said Jerry. "She asked if I was allergic to anything. 'Yes,' I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, 'Bullets!' Over their laughter, I told them, 'I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead.'" Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live fully. Attitude, after all, is everything

In the words of Monty Python, "Always Look on the Bright Side of Life…"

Pearls from Christopher bell

The following pearls have been sent by Christopher Bell.
While I accept those by Mark Twain, GBS and the other philosophers and statesmen, I don't see why we should accept those by Winston Churchill and Ronald Reagan since they were part of the system which they criticise.
I liked Edward Langley's views on politicians and I know would be shared by most of you.


Profound Statements

1. In my many years I have come to a conclusion that one
useless man is a
shame, two is a law firm and three or more is a congress.

-- John Adams

2. If you don't read the newspaper you are uninformed,
if you do read the
newspaper you are misinformed.

-- Mark Twain

3. Suppose you were an idiot. And suppose you were a member
of Congress. But
then I repeat myself.

-- Mark Twain

4. I contend that for a nation to try to tax itself into
prosperity is like
a man standing in a bucket and trying to lift himself up by
the handle.

-- Winston Churchill

5. A government which robs Peter to pay Paul can always
depend on the
support of Paul.

-- George Bernard Shaw

6. Democracy must be something more than two wolves and a
sheep voting on
what to have for dinner.

-- James Bovard, Civil Libertarian (1994)

7. Foreign aid might be defined as a transfer of money from
poor people in
rich countries to rich people in poor countries.

-- Douglas Casey, Classmate of Bill Clinton at Georgetown

8. Giving money and power to government is like giving
whiskey and car keys
to teenage boys.

-- P.J. O'Rourke, Civil Libertarian

9. Government is the great fiction, through which everybody
endeavors to
live at the expense of everybody else.

-- Frederic Bastiat, French Economist (1801-1850)

10. Government's view of the economy could be summed up
in a few short
phrases: If it moves, tax it. If it keeps moving, regulate
it. And if it
stops moving, subsidize it.

-- Ronald Reagan (1986)

11. I don't make jokes. I just watch the government and
report the facts.

-- Will Rogers

12. If you think health care is expensive now, wait until
you see what it
costs when it's free!

-- P.J. O'Rourke

13. In general, the art of government consists of taking as
much money as
possible from one party of the citizens to give to the

-- Voltaire (1764)

14. Just because you do not take an interest in politics
doesn't mean
politics won't take an interest in you!

-- Pericles (430 B.C.)

15. No man's life, liberty, or property is safe while
the legislature is in

-- Mark Twain (1866)

16. Talk is cheap...except when Congress does it.

-- Anonymous

17. The government is like a baby's alimentary canal,
with a happy appetite
at one end and no responsibility at the other.
-- Ronald Reagan

18. The inherent vice of capitalism is the unequal sharing
of the blessings.
The inherent blessing of socialism is the equal sharing of

-- Winston Churchill

19. The only difference between a tax man and a taxidermist
is that the
taxidermist leaves the skin.

-- Mark Twain

20. The ultimate result of shielding men from the effects
of folly is to
fill the world with fools.
-- Herbert Spencer, English Philosopher (1820-1903)

21. There is no distinctly native American criminal Congress.

-- Mark Twain

22. What this country needs are more unemployed

-- Edward Langley, Artist (1928-1995)

23. A government big enough to give you everything you
want, is strong
enough to take everything you have.

-- Thomas Jefferson

The Indian Wimp

Wimp: (noun) a weak, cowardly, or ineffectual person (Merriam Webster)

We have had India Shining; Resurgent India; and India Incredible. And we were the "I" in the greatest growth story in economic history that this generation was all set to witness. India is the world’s largest democracy and the "I" within the "BRIC" area that comprised of Brazil, Russia, India, and China.

But that was when semi-nude women graced the front pages of the financial newspapers. And the now-naked CEOs and financial geniuses flashed their power and wealth on the TV channels. And the leaders of India went around the world staking their rightful claim in the New World Order.

But this is now. Welcome to the New India, where a billion heart beats are beating so faintly that the patient is reported as dead on arrival by a confused media.

The living wimp
But India is not dead. It is Wimping. (Truthfully, there is no word like "wimping" but we are unique, and we always need to be treated differently. So let’s make up a word for our behaviour.) India is alive but with serious problems. For all its largeness and all its greatness, we are ruled by wimps and cowards.

After we had the terrorist attacks on Bombay, India thumped the table demanding more action from Pakistan - or else. We are still waiting for that "or else". Meanwhile, the people of Bombay (and India) continue to give their bribes and weaken the rule of law. We are too scared to change the system in which we operate. The "or else" would entail not only a military strike against terrorist camps but also a strike against corruption. And many powerful businesses rely on corruption to fatten their pockets.

In Mangalore, carriers of the Hindutva flag beat up women sitting in a pub. That may be action - but it is the action of a frustrated wimp. Unable to rationalise and explain their irrational stance on why women cannot drink but men can, the hooligans used their fists. The Hindutva brigade needs to cleanse a lot of history books if they don’t believe in the power of women to make choices.

Meanwhile, the policy makers talk about "bold" steps and forceful action to kick-start the economy. And they give us a stimulus package -and top it with another to show how serious they are. How serious? The US rescue package is 7% of their GDP - our stimulus package is 1% of GDP. China had announced its rescue package of 9% of its GDP. In fact the Indian package is the equivalent of pitting a new born baby to push over a 250 kilo sumo wrestler. You won’t even get a tickle.

It has been 7 weeks since Raju’s confession letter and 10 weeks since the aborted merger of Maytas and, for all the investigating agencies investigating, Satyam remains an enigma. No one is answering the obvious question: which politicians were involved in transactions with the family? And which company listed on the Indian stock exchanges could be a larger scam? In private, employees of Satyam can tell you names of politicians close to the Raju family. The investigating agencies seem lost. And why should they be eager? Their bosses may be cautioning them against getting too close to the truth. Because behind that will be the rotten smell of corruption.

The most recent wagging finger came when the H-1 visa program was under threat from the Obama rescue package. Companies availing of the US government money cannot hire H-1 visa holders. That is discrimination, said the Indian government, we will fight it. (It is another matter that we have our own discrimination in India: seats are reserved for students based on caste, creed, and religion. If you take any government money for education, you need to follow the government guidelines on how you select your students.) But we object to this H-1 visa restriction said the government. Fingers will wag; tongues will get their daily exercise. But, nothing will come of it. The US will do what it wants, and we will be left with some "or else" hanging around our necks.

UBS blows a hole
So if the Indian wimp really wants to flex its muscles, here is another opportunity. The US government had filed a criminal charge against Swiss banking giant UBS and got UBS to disclose the names of 250 wealthy individuals charged with committing tax fraud in the USA. In addition, the US imposed a USD 780 million fine against UBS. That was on Wednesday, February 18th. One day later the US promptly filed a civil suit against UBS asking for 52,000 names allegedly with USD 14.8 billion of undeclared cash.

The Swiss are upset. The banking secrecy laws are a national treasure. And UBS has blown a hole by succumbing to pressure from the US. Over the next few days the Germans, Italians, and French are all expected to stand in line to get their lists. The Germans have already been fighting with the Swiss banks to confirm names they have bought from an ex-employee in the software division of a bank. The US win will strengthen their hand.

So where is the Indian request for a list of bank accounts held illegally in UBS by Indians living in India? Will the Indian strong man stand up and get results? Or will the Indian Wimp wave his finger and wag his tongue -and do nothing?

My bet is on the Indian Wimp. We have seen how the P-Note money has been treated with velvet gloves. There are brokers and investors who have forced the government into accepting money from unknown sources. This banking list is probably more dangerous because politicians and friends of politicians across party lines have some money stashed in illegal Swiss bank accounts.

Send this simple request to your local MP: "Please raise the question in Parliament to support a motion that the Indian government must get a list of all bank accounts held by Indian passport holders. And if the Swiss government does not agree, then close down all operations of the Swiss banks and brokers in India."

What do you think your MP will do? Will he raise that question and support the motion? Watch the India Wimp in action.

The above is from Ajit Dayal in his weekly article in "Equitymaster". Every now and then he writes a piece which is very pertinent to India.
His last paragraph for writing to your MP's for getting the names of persons of Indian passport holders who have accounts in the Swiss banks is now being echoed throughout India.
This morning Swami Ramdeo has also said that he will issue a questionaire to all political parties to declare in their manifestoes that they should get the name of the account holders. If, they do not, as I fear they will not as they are all birds of a feather painted with the same corrupt brush, then it will be time to start putting up independent candidates who will take a pledge to bring back our money lying in Switzerland.
Here, I would like to thank the USA for taking the lead and opening the pandoras box.


Saturday, February 21, 2009

Marriage in Ranchi

Some photographs taken in Ranchi during the marriage and my brother-in-law's place.
The photographs show some of the rituals in our marriages.
Being a grandfather, I hope you will allow my indulgence in posting so many of many grandaughter's photographs, in different poises.
She is now 4 1/2 months old.

Katyayani (Yati) in front of our Mandir at home
Bride(Sweta) and bridegroom(Sanjeev). At the reception, before marriage
During the Marriage before the Phera, bride is on the right
After the phera, bride is on the left, kum kum being put on the forehead
The bridegroom's father being decorated as a woman and a baby put in his lap. It just happens to be Yati

Yati with my Bhanja's daughter. Bhanja is my sister's son.Manju with Yati
My Elder Brother-in-law
Self with Yati

Shalini (daughter-in-law) with Yati

Son, Ajay, with daughter, Yati

Stroke, # 1 Killer

This has been sent by Kamlesh Kallani.
It was posted on our blog earlier but the topic is so important that it is worth publishing a second time.



Blood Clots/Stroke - They Now Have a Fourth Indicator, the Tongue

STROKE: Remember the 1st Three Letters....S.T.R.

My nurse friend sent this and encouraged me to post it and spread the word.
I agree.

If everyone can remember something this simple, we could save some folks

Please read:


During a BBQ, a friend stumbled and took a little fall - she assured everyone that she was fine (they offered to call paramedics) .she said she had just tripped over a brick because of her new shoes.

They got her cleaned up and got her a new plate of food. While she appeared a bit shaken up, Ingrid went about enjoying herself the rest of the evening

Ingrid's husband called later telling everyone that his wife had been taken to the hospital - (at 6:00 pm Ingrid passed away.) She had suffered a stroke at the BBQ. Had they known how to identify the signs of a stroke, perhaps Ingrid would be with us today. Some don't die. they end up in a helpless, hopeless condition instead.

It only takes a minute to read this...

A neurologist says that if he can get to a stroke victim within 3 hours he can totally reverse the effects of a stroke...totally. He said the trick was getting a stroke recognized, diagnosed, and then getting the patient medically cared for within 3 hours, which is tough.


Thank God for the sense to remember the '3' steps, STR . Read and Learn!

Sometimes symptoms of a stroke are difficult to identify. Unfortunately, the lack of awareness spells disaster. The stroke victim may suffer severe brain damage when people nearby fail to recognize the symptoms of a stroke.

Now doctors say a bystander can recognize a stroke by asking three simple questions:

S *Ask the individual to SMILE.
T *Ask the person to TALK and SPEAK A SIMPLE SENTENCE (Coherently)
(i.e. It is sunny out today.)
R *Ask him or her to RAISE BOTH ARMS.

If he or she has trouble with ANY ONE of these tasks, call emergency number immediately and describe the symptoms to the dispatcher.

New Sign of a Stroke -------- Stick out Your Tongue

NOTE: Another 'sign' of a stroke is this: Ask the person to 'stick' out his tongue.. If the tongue is 'crooked', if it goes to one side or the other, that is also an indication of a stroke.

A cardiologist says if everyone who gets this message, sends it to 10 people; you can bet that at least one life will be saved

Msgs from Friends 06

Msg from Keith Hayward

Hello Radheshyam,
Can you help me with some Email Address's please?
Bruce Wallace,Peter Gleeson,Michael Boudville,(Peter?Thorpe) and Tony Dayton.

Hello Keith,

I have the mail address of only Bruce and Michael.
They are :

The others I do not have.
Bruce may be having Tony's mail ID.
You ask him and also let me know.
Bruce hasn't corresponded for a long time.
Hope he is well.



Msg from Graham Hope

Many thanks for your most informative scripts which I do enjoy reading. Youre absolutely right the weather here is very cold and, with the huge amount of snow makes driving very dangerous. A bit like driving on glass. To give you a bit of a visual where I live the snow fell so heavely that I couldn't see the top of my car tyre. Regarding your boy im sure hell be fine as the good lord will look after him and bring him safely home to you.


Msg from Naresh Singhania

Hi Radheyshyam,

How are you? are you in CAlcutta? I am in Calcutta currently and maybe we can meet up.

As I do not check my emails regularly currenty, maybe you can sms me ur number at 9903660098 so that i may call u.

I was in GMS and passed out in 1992.


Hello Naresh,

I just came back to Calcutta after one week.
I am staying in Kolkata.
My Cell no is 9331259878.
Did you come to the last get-together?
Do Call, I'll be expecting your call.



Msg from Ralph Reeves

No Radesh,

No "Thank God" from me.
Keep them coming buddy.
You have a good trip to Ranchi.
We have had a cold spell here in Canada too. Man! we always have cold spells or else this is not Canada. -20 Celcius normal with -30 celcius with the Wind Chill. Which means that your bare fingers could get frost bitten in 60 seconds if not taken care of quickly. Right now it's rain and +7. What a break, but not for long, we are back to -16 tomorrow.


Hello Ralph.
Thanks for your message.
I am just back from the marriage in Ranchi.
I really admire you people living at those inhospitable temperatures.
I remember in school getting chilblains and scratching my fingers continuosly when the temperatures were in the range of just 8 deg celsius.
Yes, we in India are very lucky.While the rest of the world has just four seasons, we in India have six.
Grisma(summer), Barsha(monsoon), Sarath, Hemantha(Autumn), Sheeth(winter) and Basanta(spring).
Nature gives us copious supplies of different fruits during each season.
We have much to thank God for being born in and living in India,in spite of the wretched politicians.


How did they do it?

A difficult question.
Sent by our genius, Prakash Bhartia

A Backhoe weighing 8 tons is on top of a flatbed
trailer and heading east on Interstate 70 nearHays, Kansas .

The extended shovel arm is made of hardened refined steel and the approaching overpass is made of commercial-grade concrete, reinforced with 1 1/2 inch steel rebar spaced at 6 inch intervals in a criss-cross pattern layered at 1 foot vertical spacing.

Solve: When the shovel arm hits the overpass, how fast do you have to be going to slice the bridge in half?? (Assume no effect for headwind and no braking by the driver...) .

Extra Credit: Solve for the time and distance
required for the entire rig to come to a complete stop after hitting the overpass at the speed calculated above?

Yes, you can neglect friction.

I couldn't solve it either......but who cares; the pictures are great!


The photograph below and the message has been sent by Lalit Narayan.
Please see if you are able to locate the girl's parents.


Dear Friends,

The below 4yrs baby name POOJA was kidnapped by a person at some place and
now she is under Kerala Police custody. Since the baby could not communicate
her identification clearly, Police is struggling to find her parents. The
flg information was given by the baby which may or may not be correct also.
Requesting all to forward her photograph to the maximum people in India to
identify her parents / relatives.

Hope this will cost only your time and will help one life.

Information given by the baby:


Father's Name : Mr. Rajkiran
Mother's Name : Mrs. Munny Devi
Language : HINDI
Place : Nagaluppi (this was pronounced by the baby which Police could not
find such a place. The place must be related to the mentioned name). She is
having one younger Brother & Elder Sister.

Valentine's Day - A Fall-out

Acid attack again, but govt still naps
- Spurned lover targets girl after V-Day snub, flees on motorbike
From The Telegraph

Shivpuri, Feb. 20: A 17-year-old college girl returning home from science tuition with two friends was splashed with acid by a youth whose overtures she had spurned on Valentine’s Day.

Raj, 22, accosted Nidhi and her friends Jyoti and Puja at a roundabout in the heart of Shivpuri town on Wednesday and threw sulphuric acid, leaving her with severe burns.

Shivpuri superintendent of police Sanjay Singh said Raj was yet to be nabbed as he had fled the scene of the crime on a motorcycle. Raj reportedly has the reputation of a bully.

In Shivpuri district hospital, Nidhi’s father Raju Soni, who runs a toy shop, was heard shouting that he would raise as much money as was required to remove the ugly scars on his daughter’s face.

Nidhi, writhing in pain, apparently kept asking him and other relatives whether her face had been disfigured, sources said. Doctors have told her father she would require elaborate cosmetic surgery, preferably in Mumbai, to get back her earlier look.

On Valentine’s Day, Raj had reportedly proposed to Nidhi, but she had rebuffed him saying that as a student of Class XI, her priority was getting admission in a medical college.

Nidhi has become the latest victim of the continuing trend of acid attacks in the country.

According to a petition in the Supreme Court in December 2008, as many as 484 such incidents were reported in 2002, 410 the next year and since then the number has been on the rise.

The National Women’s Commission and the Law Commission have recommended tougher laws to curb acid attacks. A draft bill by the women’s panel has suggested a maximum sentence of life imprisonment for throwing acid and causing deformity or disability.

The Prevention of Offences (By Acids) Bill, 2008, has also proposed that the Centre should constitute a National Acid Attack Victims’ Assistance Board and form monitoring authorities in states to help victims get quick medical treatment and counselling.

Any victim — in case of death, a legal heir — would have to approach the board. The board would prima facie study the application and, if satisfied, release an interim amount of Rs 5 lakh to the victim from a fund within 30 days of appeal. The board can release up to another Rs 35 lakh to a victim for medical and legal expenses against bills produced.

The bill, however, is stuck in a bureaucratic tangle and is not likely to see the light of day soon.

The Law Commission has suggested a minimum 10-year jail term and a maximum of life imprisonment.

In December 2008, a Supreme Court bench had scrapped a Bombay High Court judgment that reduced Mallappa Sangramappa Mallipatil’s sentence to a mere 35 days from the three-year imprisonment ordered by the trial court.

The apex court took exception to the high court ruling that showed leniency to an acid attack accused.

The above is one of the fall-outs of "Valentine's Day"
When a crow tries to walk like a swan, it remains neither a crow now a swan.
Our boys are trying to ape the west and just imbibing their bad habits.
The west celebrates "Father's Day", "Mother's Day" once a year.
On these days they send cards and maybe a present and wish their parents Happy Father's Day or Happy Mother's Day.
For the rest of the year, they forget that their parents even exist.
Same with Valentine's Day.
They express their love even before marriage which lasts maybe a year or two.
Just a few days ago, we read a piece in the papers of a 13 year old becoming a father. The mother is only 15 year old.
Valentine's Day and all other such days are just an advertisement stratategy adopted by the western culture to make you spend money on cards, presents etc.
The result is what we are now seeing in the USA with banks failing one by one and people losing their houses, cars and jobs and having to cut their food budgets.
Our culture does not favour this.
Live within your means, in harmony with your surroundings.

Sukh Ram convicted

New Delhi, Feb. 20 (PTI): Former Union communications minister Sukh Ram, from whose houses the CBI seized Rs 3.61 crore in cash 13 years ago, was today convicted of corruption and could face a maximum of seven years in jail.

The 82-year-old politician from Himachal Pradesh was found guilty by special CBI judge V.K. Maheshwari who is likely to announce the punishment next Tuesday.

The section of the Prevention of Corruption Act under which he has been convicted carries a maximum sentence of seven years and deals with criminal misconduct of a public servant.

Sukh Ram, who held the communications portfolio in P.V. Narasimha Rao’s cabinet, was not present in the court when the verdict was announced. The court had exempted him from personal appearance to facilitate his appearance in another case in the city.

In its 150-page judgment, the court differed with the CBI’s computation of Sukh Ram’s disproportionate assets and reduced the amount from Rs 5.36 crore to Rs 4.25 crore.

His illegal assets included Rs 2.45 crore in cash recovered from his official residence here and Rs 1.16 crore from his house in Mandi in Himachal Pradesh. The wealth was amassed between 1991 and 1996, according to the prosecution.

It has taken 13 years to get a conviction for Sukh Ram, former Communication Minister in Narsimha Rao's government.
Is it any surprise that we have over 95% corrupt politicians?
Our judicial system is so slow that by the time the court gives its verdict, the criminal politician either passes away or there is a change of government and the case is given a quiet burial.
It is most unfortunate for Sukhram that he is still alive to be convicted. That is one of the disadvantages for living to a ripe old age of 82.
What surprises me is the amount, only Rs 3.61 crores.
If the figure is correct, it is really shameful.
He must have accumulated more than Rs 50.00 crores.
Of course all that must have been stashed away in secret accounts or in the names of his relatives.


Friday, February 20, 2009

Swiss Bank Account Holders

Under US pressure, Swiss bank bares secrets

New York, Feb. 19: In the hush-hush world of Swiss banking, the unthinkable is happening: secrets are spilling into the open.

UBS, the largest bank in Switzerland, agreed yesterday to divulge the names of well-heeled Americans whom the authorities suspect of using offshore accounts at the bank to evade taxes. The bank admitted conspiring to defraud the Internal Revenue Service and agreed to pay $780 million to settle a sweeping federal investigation into its activities.

It is unclear how many of its clients’ names UBS will divulge. Federal prosecutors have been examining about 19,000 accounts at the bank, but UBS ultimately may disclose the identities of only a few hundred customers. But to some, turning over any names at all heralds the end of the secret Swiss bank account. “The Swiss are saying that this is the end of Swiss banking as they knew it,” said Jack Blum, an offshore tax specialist. “Nobody will trust the security of the Swiss bank account.”

As part of the settlement, UBS agreed to cooperate with a broad summons issued by the justice department to turn over the names. Under the terms of a so-called deferred prosecution agreement, the bank and its executives could be indicted if UBS didn’t identify the customers.

UBS has said it is closing the offshore accounts of its American clients. But under the deal with the US authorities, the bank must provide periodic written evidence of that to prosecutors. UBS earned $200 million annually from the business. Prosecutors suspect that from late 2002 to 2007, UBS helped American clients illegally hide $20 billion, letting them evade $300 million a year in taxes.

In a striking admission, UBS said that from 2000 through 2007, some of its private bankers and managers had “participated in a scheme to defraud the United States” and the IRS by helping American clients set up and conceal offshore accounts.

The scheme involved falsifying or not properly obtaining or filing certain tax forms required of both the bank and its clients.

UBS’s offshore private banking business once employed some 60 private bankers in Lugano, Zurich and Geneva. Prosecutors claimed UBS referred clients to lawyers and accountants who set up secret offshore entities to conceal assets from the IRS. UBS urged some American clients to destroy records and to stash watches, jewellery and artwork that they had bought with money hidden offshore in safe deposit boxes in Switzerland.


If the US government can pressurise the Swiss banks to divulge the names of secret US account holders, why can't our own Indian government do the same.
The amount lying in Swiss banks from corrupt Indians is 1500 billion USD.
I think we should all build up public opinion so that these corrupt politicians are forced to bring back the money which rightly belongs to all Indians.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

An Appeal for Lost Child

This a 1964 picture of Apurva and her younger brother.
Please read on.

Hello friends,
I have a very noble cause behind sending this mail to all of
Please spare some time to read through it.
My Army friend met a guy named Mr. Ravi Shankar
on the train when he was returning from chennai
on 26th of December, 2008.
I was having a regular chat with him regarding the
Army and its rules and regulations and how the forces
are admired in our country.
He then told me about a shocking tragedy that his
family went through and hence I write this mail to
your seeking your help.
He told me that he was posted in CAR-NICOBAR in the
year 2004 as a seargent in the INDIAN AIR-FORCE..
On 26th of December that year his family fell victim
to the unfortunate Tsunami that struck out eastern coast.
He along with his wife and two children(photo below)
were washed in the deadly waters.
Reaching out his wife managed to cling onto a tree but
his small son(picture insight on the left)had swollowed too
much water and passed away in her arms.
Ravi also in desperation to swim lost grip of his
daughter's(APURVA) hand.
She was washed away and was never to be found again,
until one day they came to know of her being sighted
at a relief camp.
On contacting the authorities they came to know that
this little girl was abducted from the relief camp and
was missing again.
Since then Mr.. Ravi Shankar has been travelling to Chennai
every year with a hope to see his daughter.
He has been publishing MISSING coloums in
major daily's in chennai,and he showed me how much
these newspapers had charged him for a those ad's.
One of the major newspapers charged him a whopping amount
of 12000 rupees for a 4 X 4 cm ad(that too on the fourth page).
Please donot consider this mail a regular chain mail and do
care to forward this to your near and dear ones.
He requested me to do something to reach out to
people who use e-media(internet etc.).
I myself have posted her picture on my blog and I request
people who own there personal blog pages to
post this girl's picture there as it could be of significant help.
In case any news of any nature is found regarding her (APURVA)
please drop in a mail at the below mentioned
mail id's or the following

1. James mathew( 123.mathew@gmail. com )
2. Amit kumar ( amitkumarmajor@ )
3. khem chandra pan ( khemchandrapan@ )

Or contact:

SMQ – 17/2
NEW DELHI-110062

Thanks and regards

Wg Cdr(Retd) Pratap Deshpande
G 304 Purva Fairmont
Sector 2
HSR Layout
Bangalore 560 102

Mob +91 90080 31364