Got a powerpoint presentation via email on meaningful quotes from Mother Teresa, undeniably the most compassionate and loved person in the world. Below are my favourites.
“The most terrible poverty is loneliness and the feeling of being unloved.”
“There is more hunger in the world for love and appreciation than for bread.”
"Abortion is murder in the womb ... A child is a gift of God. If you do not want him, give him to me."
“If you judge people, you have no time to love them.”
"Every time you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing."
"At the end of our lives, we will not be judged by how many diplomas we have received, how much money we have made or how many great things we have done. We will be judged by ‘I was hungry and you gave me to eat.' 'I was naked and you clothed me.' 'I was homeless and you took me in.'"
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
good joke...
Got this via email. Pretty funny. Enjoy. =)
George Bush has a heart attack and dies. He goes to Hell where the
Devil is waiting for him.
"I don't know what to do," says the Devil. "You're on my list but I
have no room for you. But you definitely have to stay here, so I'll
tell you what I'm going to do. I've got three people here who weren't
quite as bad as you. I'll let one of them go, but you have to take
their place.
I'll even let YOU decide who leaves."
George thought that sounded pretty good so he agreed.
The devil opened the first room. In it was Richard Nixon and a large
pool of water. He kept diving in and surfacing empty handed over and
over and over, such was his fate in Hell.
"No!" George said. "I don't think so. I'm not a good swimmer and I
don't think I could do that all day long."
The Devil led him to the next room. In it was Tony Blair with a
sledgehammer and a room full of rocks. All he did was swing that
hammer, time after time after time.
"No! I've got this problem with my shoulder. I would be in constant
agony if all I could do was break rocks all day!" commented George.
The Devil opened a third door. In it, George saw Bill Clinton lying
naked on the floor with his arms staked over his head and his legs
staked in spread-eagle pose. Bent over him was Monica Lewinsky, doing
what she does best.
Bush looked at this in disbelief for a while and finally said, "Yeah,
I can handle this."
The Devil smiled and said, "Monica, you're free to go!"
George Bush has a heart attack and dies. He goes to Hell where the
Devil is waiting for him.
"I don't know what to do," says the Devil. "You're on my list but I
have no room for you. But you definitely have to stay here, so I'll
tell you what I'm going to do. I've got three people here who weren't
quite as bad as you. I'll let one of them go, but you have to take
their place.
I'll even let YOU decide who leaves."
George thought that sounded pretty good so he agreed.
The devil opened the first room. In it was Richard Nixon and a large
pool of water. He kept diving in and surfacing empty handed over and
over and over, such was his fate in Hell.
"No!" George said. "I don't think so. I'm not a good swimmer and I
don't think I could do that all day long."
The Devil led him to the next room. In it was Tony Blair with a
sledgehammer and a room full of rocks. All he did was swing that
hammer, time after time after time.
"No! I've got this problem with my shoulder. I would be in constant
agony if all I could do was break rocks all day!" commented George.
The Devil opened a third door. In it, George saw Bill Clinton lying
naked on the floor with his arms staked over his head and his legs
staked in spread-eagle pose. Bent over him was Monica Lewinsky, doing
what she does best.
Bush looked at this in disbelief for a while and finally said, "Yeah,
I can handle this."
The Devil smiled and said, "Monica, you're free to go!"
Sunday, September 03, 2006
home sweet home...
I'm back folks! Phew. After 15 days of travelling. It was a tiring, exciting, irritating and interesting trip I must say. Got about 300 odd pics on my digicam and hopefully will be able to load em for all to share. Will blog more about the trip and my impressions of India once I recuperate. The flight back has really taken its toll on me. It was almost 12 hours of flying and transits before we reached KLIA. I'm beat! =(
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