<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19444933</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:49:19.323+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Have A Smile</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>majhiduniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735664311889359374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='8' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/1600/mazhi%20duniya%20logo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19444933.post-114751113357709033</id><published>2006-05-13T14:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-05-13T14:35:33.590+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Paanch Bahane kar ke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://my.opera.com/infogeek/homes/albums/61155/hsf06%20paanch%20bahane%20karke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://my.opera.com/infogeek/homes/albums/61155/hsf06%20mhani%20aani%20prashna.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19444933-114751007262437553?l=haveasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/114751007262437553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19444933&amp;postID=114751007262437553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114751007262437553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114751007262437553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/2006/05/apekshit-prashna-aani-mhani.html' title='Apekshit Prashna Aani Mhani'/><author><name>majhiduniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735664311889359374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='8' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/1600/mazhi%20duniya%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19444933.post-114602751086689793</id><published>2006-04-26T10:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-26T10:28:30.930+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dose for 26th Apr,2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A man comes to the doctor with a long history of migraine&lt;br /&gt;headaches. When the doctor does his history and physical, he&lt;br /&gt;discovers that his poor patient has had practically every&lt;br /&gt;therapy known to man for his migraines and STILL no improve-&lt;br /&gt;ment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Listen", says the doc "I have migraines, too.., and the&lt;br /&gt;advice I'm going to give you isn't really anything I learned&lt;br /&gt;in medical school, but it's advice that I've gotten from my&lt;br /&gt;own experience. When I have a migraine, I go home, get in a&lt;br /&gt;nice hot bathtub, and soak for a while. Then I have my wife&lt;br /&gt;sponge me off with the hottest water I can stand...especially&lt;br /&gt;around the forehead. This helps a little. Then I get out of&lt;br /&gt;the tub, take her into the bedroom and, even if my head is&lt;br /&gt;killing me, I force myself to have sex... and almost always&lt;br /&gt;the headache is immediately gone. Give it a try, and come&lt;br /&gt;back and see me in six weeks."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Six weeks later, the patient returns with a big grin. "Doc!&lt;br /&gt;I took your advice and it works! it REALLY WORKS! I've had&lt;br /&gt;migraines for 17 years and this is the FIRST time anyone has&lt;br /&gt;ever helped me!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Well", says the physician, "I'm glad I could help."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"By the way, Doc," the patient adds, "You have a really nice&lt;br /&gt;house."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The new inmate at the mental hospital announced in a loud voice&lt;br /&gt;that he was the famous British naval hero, Lord Nelson. This&lt;br /&gt;was particularly interesting, because the institution already&lt;br /&gt;had a 'Lord Nelson.' The head psychiatrist, after due&lt;br /&gt;consideration, decided to put the two men in the same room,&lt;br /&gt;feeling that the similarity of their delusions might prompt&lt;br /&gt;an adjustment in each that would help in curing them. It was&lt;br /&gt;a calculated risk, of course, for the two men might react&lt;br /&gt;violently to one another, but they were introduced and then&lt;br /&gt;left alone and no disturbance was heard from the room that&lt;br /&gt;night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The next morning, the doctor had a talk with his new patient&lt;br /&gt;and was more than pleasantly surprised when he was told:&lt;br /&gt;"Doctor, I’ve been suffering from a delusion. I know now that&lt;br /&gt;I am not Lord Nelson."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"That’s wonderful," said the doctor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Yes," said the patient, smiling demurely, "I’m Lady Nelson."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19444933-114602751086689793?l=haveasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/114602751086689793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19444933&amp;postID=114602751086689793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114602751086689793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114602751086689793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/2006/04/dose-for-26th-apr2006.html' title='Dose for 26th Apr,2006'/><author><name>majhiduniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735664311889359374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='8' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/1600/mazhi%20duniya%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19444933.post-114437942747270344</id><published>2006-04-07T08:40:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-07T08:40:27.516+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dose for 7th Apr,2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;A blonde was  summoned to court to appear as a witness in a&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;lawsuit. The  prosecutor opened his questioning with, "Where&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;were you the  night of August 24th?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"Objection!" said the defense  attorney. "Irrelevant!"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"Oh, that's okay," said the blonde  from the witness stand.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;"I don't mind answering the  question."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"I object!" the defense said again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"No, really," said the blonde. "I'll answer."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The  judge ruled: "If the witness insists on answering, there&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;is no  reason for the defense to object."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;So the prosecutor  repeated the question: "Where were you the&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;night of August  24th?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;The blonde replied brightly, "I don't  know!"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-------------------------&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;A recent widow was crying to a grief counselor. "We were&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;BR&gt;married twenty-five years before he died," she said,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;dabbing  away a tear. "Never had an argument in all those&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;BR&gt;years."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"Amazing," said the councelor. "How did you do  it?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"I outweighed him by forty pounds and he was a  coward."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;----------------------&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;In America the late night news used to broadcast this message:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;BR&gt;"It's 11 o'clock do you know where your children are?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In England they say, "It's 11 o'clock do you know where your&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;BR&gt;wife is?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In France they say, "It's 11o'clock do you  know where your&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;husband is?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;In Poland they  say, "It's 11 o'clock do you know what&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;time it is?"&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;-----------------------&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;Five Jewish men who influenced the history of Western&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;BR&gt;civilization.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Moses said the law is  everything.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;Jesus said love is everything.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;Marx  said capital is everything.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;Freud said sex is  everything.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;Einstein said everything is relative.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;------------------------&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;Q: Why do surgeons wear facemasks?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;A: So if they make a  mistake, no one will know who did it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;BR&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;-----------------------&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19444933-114437942747270344?l=haveasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/114437942747270344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19444933&amp;postID=114437942747270344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114437942747270344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114437942747270344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/2006/04/dose-for-7th-apr2006.html' title='Dose for 7th Apr,2006'/><author><name>majhiduniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735664311889359374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='8' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/1600/mazhi%20duniya%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19444933.post-114414843160135852</id><published>2006-04-04T16:30:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-04T16:30:31.603+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Can the English language survive after Bush?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"The vast majority of our imports come from outside the country. "&lt;br /&gt;- George W. Bush&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"If we don't succeed, we run the risk of failure."&lt;br /&gt;- George W. Bush&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"One word sums up probably the responsibility of any Governor, and that&lt;br /&gt;one word is ' to be prepared '."&lt;br /&gt;- George W. Bush&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"I have made good judgments in the past. I have made good judgments in&lt;br /&gt;the future. "&lt;br /&gt;- George W. Bush&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;" The future will be better tomorrow."  George W. Bush&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;" We're going to have the best educated American people in the world."&lt;br /&gt;- George W. Bush&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;" I stand by all the misstatements that I've made."&lt;br /&gt;- George W. Bush&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"We have a firm commitment to NATO, we are a part of NATO. We have a&lt;br /&gt;firm commitment to Europe We are a part of Europe."&lt;br /&gt;- George W. Bush&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;" Public speaking is very easy."&lt;br /&gt;- George W. Bush&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"A low voter turnout is an indication of fewer people going to the&lt;br /&gt;polls."&lt;br /&gt;- George W. Bush&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"We are ready for any unforeseen event that may or may not occur. "&lt;br /&gt;- George W. Bush&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"For NASA, space is still a high priority."&lt;br /&gt;- George W. Bush&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"Quite frankly, teachers are the only profession that teach our&lt;br /&gt;children. "&lt;br /&gt;- George W. Bush&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;"It isn't pollution that's harming the environment. It's the impurities&lt;br /&gt;in our air and water that are doing it."&lt;br /&gt;- George W. Bush&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;" It's time for the human race to enter the solar system."&lt;br /&gt;- George W. Bush&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19444933-114414843160135852?l=haveasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/114414843160135852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19444933&amp;postID=114414843160135852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114414843160135852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114414843160135852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/2006/04/can-english-language-survive-after.html' title='Can the English language survive after Bush?'/><author><name>majhiduniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735664311889359374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='8' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/1600/mazhi%20duniya%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19444933.post-114414842538549455</id><published>2006-04-04T16:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-04T16:30:25.386+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Marketing concepts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Professor at IIM explaining marketing concepts:&lt;br /&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say, "I am  very&lt;br /&gt;rich. Marry me!"&lt;br /&gt;That's Direct Marketing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You're at a party with a bunch of friends and see a gorgeous girl.  One of&lt;br /&gt;your friends goes up to her and pointing at you says, "He's very rich.&lt;br /&gt;Marry him."&lt;br /&gt;That's Advertising.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and get her  telephone&lt;br /&gt;number. The next day you call and say "Hi, I'm very rich.  Marry me."&lt;br /&gt;That's Telemarketing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl. You get up and straighten  your&lt;br /&gt;tie; you walk up to her and pour her a drink. You open the door for her,&lt;br /&gt;pick up her bag after she drops it, offer her a ride, and  then say, "By&lt;br /&gt;the way, I'm very rich. Will you marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;That's Public Relations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl. She walks up to you and says,&lt;br /&gt;"You are very rich.."&lt;br /&gt;That's Brand Recognition.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say, "I'm  rich.&lt;br /&gt;Marry me" She gives you a nice hard slap on your face.&lt;br /&gt;That's Customer Feedback!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say, "I am very&lt;br /&gt;rich. Marry me!" And she introduces you to her husband&lt;br /&gt;That's demand and supply gap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and before you say,&lt;br /&gt;"I am very rich. Marry me!" she turns her face towards you&lt;br /&gt; ------------ she is your wife!&lt;br /&gt;That's competition eating into your market share.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt; --------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;So be aware of Marketing concepts my dear friends which will definitely&lt;br /&gt;helps in ur Personal life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19444933-114414842538549455?l=haveasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/114414842538549455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19444933&amp;postID=114414842538549455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114414842538549455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114414842538549455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/2006/04/marketing-concepts.html' title='Marketing concepts'/><author><name>majhiduniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735664311889359374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='8' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/1600/mazhi%20duniya%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19444933.post-114414840108255386</id><published>2006-04-04T16:30:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-04T16:30:01.090+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Kahani Me Twist !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Love story: hero loves heroine,but heroine loves villain,but villain loves&lt;br /&gt;hero sister,but hero sister loves heroine brother.but heroine brother loves&lt;br /&gt;villain sister.but villain sister loves hero brother.but hero brother loves&lt;br /&gt;heroine.but heroine loves villain. finally 2 ppl commit siucide. hu's dat?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;.  Producer n Director&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19444933-114414840108255386?l=haveasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/114414840108255386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19444933&amp;postID=114414840108255386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114414840108255386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114414840108255386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/2006/04/kahani-me-twist.html' title='Kahani Me Twist !!'/><author><name>majhiduniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735664311889359374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='8' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/1600/mazhi%20duniya%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19444933.post-114414836864885806</id><published>2006-04-04T16:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-04T16:29:28.690+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Was That Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Two friends are discussing the possibility of love.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;I thought I was in love three times, one friend says. How so his friend&lt;br /&gt;asks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Five years ago I deeply cared for a woman who wanted nothing to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;Was that not love his friend asks. No, he replies. That was obsession.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And then two years ago I deeply cared for an attractive woman who didn't&lt;br /&gt;understand me. Was that not love No, he replies. That was lust.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;And just last year I met a woman aboard a cruise ship to the Caribbean. She&lt;br /&gt;was smart, funny, and a great conversationalist. And everywhere I followed&lt;br /&gt;her on that boat, I would get this strange sensation in the pit of my&lt;br /&gt;stomach.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Was that not love his friend asks. No, he replies. That was seasickness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19444933-114414836864885806?l=haveasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/114414836864885806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19444933&amp;postID=114414836864885806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114414836864885806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114414836864885806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/2006/04/was-that-love.html' title='Was That Love'/><author><name>majhiduniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735664311889359374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='8' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/1600/mazhi%20duniya%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19444933.post-114387064780134003</id><published>2006-04-01T11:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-01T11:20:47.806+05:30</updated><title type='text'>7 Reasons Not To Mess With A Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The little girl said, When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The teacher asked,  What if Jonah went to hell&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The little girl replied, Then you ask him.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;A Kindergarten teacher was observing her classroom of children while they were drawing. She would occasionally walk around to see each child's work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;As she got to one little girl who was working diligently, she asked what the drawing was.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The girl replied, I'm drawing God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The teacher paused and said, But no one knows what God looks like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Without missing a beat, or looking up from her drawing, the girl replied, They will in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;A Sunday school teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five and six year olds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;After explaining the commandment to honour thy Father and thy Mother, she asked, Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our brothers and sisters&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Without missing a beat one little boy (the oldest of a family) answered, Thou shall not kill.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;One day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, Why are some of your hairs white, Mom&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Her mother replied, Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Just think how nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, 'There's Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'That's  Michael, He's a doctor.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A small voice at the back of the room rang out, And there's the teacher, She's dead.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood. Trying to make the matter clearer, she said,  Now, class, if I stood on my head, the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn red in the face..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Yes, the class said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Then why is it that while I am standing upright in the ordinary position the blood doesn't run into my feet&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A little fellow shouted,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Cause your feet ain't empty.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;The children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary school for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples. The nun made a note, and posted on the apple tray&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Take only ONE. God is watching.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a large pile of chocolate chip cookies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;A child had written a note, Take all you want. God is watching the apples.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19444933-114387064780134003?l=haveasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/114387064780134003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19444933&amp;postID=114387064780134003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114387064780134003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114387064780134003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/2006/03/7-reasons-not-to-mess-with-child.html' title='7 Reasons Not To Mess With A Child'/><author><name>majhiduniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735664311889359374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='8' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/1600/mazhi%20duniya%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19444933.post-114387026991773967</id><published>2006-04-01T11:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-01T11:14:29.923+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Laws Of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Law of Mechanical Repair:&lt;br /&gt;After your hands become coated with grease your nose will begin to itch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Law of the Workshop:&lt;br /&gt;Any tool, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Law of Probability:&lt;br /&gt;The probability of being watched is directly proportional to the stupidity of your act.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Law of the Telephone:&lt;br /&gt;When you dial a wrong number, you never get a busy signal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Law of the Alibi:&lt;br /&gt;If you tell the boss you were late for work because you had a flat tire, the very next morning you will have a flat tire.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Variation Law:&lt;br /&gt;If you change lines (or traffic lanes), the one you were in will start to move faster than the one you are in now. (works every time)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Bath Theorem:&lt;br /&gt;When the body is fully immersed in water, the telephone rings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Law of Close Encounters:&lt;br /&gt;The probability of meeting someone you know increases when you are with someone you don't want to be seen with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Law of the Result:&lt;br /&gt;When you try to prove to someone that a machine won't work, it will.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Law of Biomechanics:&lt;br /&gt;The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the reach.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Theatre Rule:&lt;br /&gt;At any event, the people whose seats are furthest from the aisle arrive last.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Law of Coffee:&lt;br /&gt;As soon as you sit down to a cup of hot coffee, your boss will ask you to do something which will last until the coffee is cold.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Murphy's Law of Lockers:&lt;br /&gt;If there are only two people in a locker room, they will have adjacent lockers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Law of Dirty Rugs/Carpets:&lt;br /&gt;The chances of an open-faced jelly sandwich landing face down on a floor covering are directly correlated to the newness and cost of the carpet/rug.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Law of Location:&lt;br /&gt;No matter where you go, there you are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Law of Logical Argument:&lt;br /&gt;Anything is possible if you don't know what you are talking about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Brown's Law:&lt;br /&gt;If the shoe fits, it's really ugly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Oliver's Law:&lt;br /&gt;A closed mouth gathers no feet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Wilson's Law:&lt;br /&gt;As soon as you find a product that you really like, they will stop making it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19444933-114387026991773967?l=haveasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/114387026991773967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19444933&amp;postID=114387026991773967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114387026991773967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114387026991773967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/2006/03/laws-of-life.html' title='Laws Of Life'/><author><name>majhiduniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735664311889359374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='8' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/1600/mazhi%20duniya%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19444933.post-114386996268787442</id><published>2006-04-01T11:09:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-01T11:09:22.693+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Governance System</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;As daily habit litte Johnny was reading newspaper.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Suddenly he asked his father, " Dad! What does it mean by 'Governance System' ? "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;" Its Like...", father said while thinking, " See! I earn and bring&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Money to home, mean's I am a 'Money Holder'. Your mother decides where and how to spend that money and that means she is 'Government'. That maid in our home is doing all the household works, so she will be 'Labour Class'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;You are a 'Common man' or 'Public'. Your kid brother is 'Future' or the 'Next Generation', understand?".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;That day Johnny slept with all those thoughts. In the middle of the night he woke-up because his kid brother was crying. He wetted the matresses so he was crying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Johnny went to wake-up his mother. She was in deep sleep so Johnny went to the Maiden's room to wake her up. But there his father was sleeping. So he came back with frustration.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Next morning father asked Johnny, " Hey Johnny! You understood the 'Governance System'? ".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-post"&gt;Johnny replied, " Yeah Dad, I understood! When money Holder is exploiting Labour Class, our Government is sleeping. Future of our nation is crying For not getting their basic needs fulfilled and in all this Common Man Is suffering!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19444933-114386996268787442?l=haveasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/114386996268787442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19444933&amp;postID=114386996268787442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114386996268787442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114386996268787442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/2006/03/governance-system.html' title='Governance System'/><author><name>majhiduniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735664311889359374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='8' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/1600/mazhi%20duniya%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19444933.post-114602855397389307</id><published>2006-04-01T10:43:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2006-04-26T10:45:53.986+05:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://h1.ripway.com/classics/Pravs%20J%20-%20Be%20A%20Lighthouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://h1.ripway.com/classics/Pravs%20J%20-%20Be%20A%20Lighthouse.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19444933-114602855397389307?l=haveasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/114602855397389307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19444933&amp;postID=114602855397389307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114602855397389307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/114602855397389307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>majhiduniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735664311889359374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='8' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/1600/mazhi%20duniya%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19444933.post-113341575848555693</id><published>2005-12-01T11:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-12-01T11:13:36.053+05:30</updated><title type='text'>WHY THE CALL CENTRE GUYS R PAID SO MUCH ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;FONT face="Courier New" color=black size=3&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'"&gt;PEOPLE WONDER  WHY THE &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=black size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;C&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Courier New" color=black size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'"&gt;ALL CENTRE  GUYS R PAID SO MUCH......FOR JUST BEING ON THE PHONE. TAKE A LOOK: &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;1).  Tech Support: "I need you to right-click on the Open Desktop." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer  "Ok." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech Support: "Did you get a pop-up menu?" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer: "No."  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech Support: "Ok. Right click again. Do you see a pop-up menu?"  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer "No." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech Support:: "Ok, sir. Can you tell me what you  have done up until this point?" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer: "Sure, you told me to write  'click' and I wrote 'click'."  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-------------------------------------------------- &lt;BR&gt;2) Customer: "I  received the software update you sent, but I am still getting the sam! e error  message." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech Support:: "Did you install the update?" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer:  "No. Oh, am I supposed to install it to get it to work?"  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-------------------------------------------------- &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;3).Customer::  "I'm having trouble installing Microsoft Word." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech Support:: "Tell me  what you've done." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer: "I typed 'A:SETUP'." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech Support::  "Ma'am, remove the disk and tell me what it says." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer:: "It says  '[PC manufacturer] Restore and Recovery disk'." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech Support:: "Insert  the MS Word setup disk." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer:: "What?" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech Support: "Did  you buy MS word?" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer: "No..."  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-------------------------------------------------- &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;4).Customer::  "Do I need a computer to use your software?" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech Support:: ?!%#$  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-------------------------------------------------- &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;5).Tech  Support:: "Ok, in the bottom left hand side of the screen, canyou see the 'OK'  button displayed?" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer: "Wow. How can you see my screen from  there?" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-------------------------------------------------- &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;6)  Tech Support:: "What type of computer do you have?" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer:: "A white  one." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-------------------------------------------------- &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;7).  Tech Support:: "Type 'A:' at the prompt." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer:: "How do you spell  that?" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-------------------------------------------------- &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;8).  Tech Support: "What's on your screen right now?" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer: "A stuffed  animal that my boyfriend got me at the grocery store."  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-------------------------------------------------- &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;9). Tech  Support:: "What operating system are you running?" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer: "Pentium."  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-------------------------------------------------- &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;10).  Customer: "My computer's telling me I performed an illegal abortion."  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-------------------------------------------------- &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;11).Customer:  "I have Microsoft Exploder."  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-------------------------------------------------- &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;12).Customer:  "How do I print my voicemail?"  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-------------------------------------------------- &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;13).  Customer: "You've got to fix my computer. I urgently need to print document, but  the computer won't boot properly." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech Support: "What does it say?"  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer: "Something about an error and non-system disk." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech  Support: "Look at your machine. Is there a floppy inside?" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer:  "No, but there's a sticker saying there's an Intel inside."  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-------------------------------------------------- &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;14). Tech  Support: "Just call us back if there's a problem. We're open 24 hours."  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer: "Is that Eastern time?"  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;-------------------------------------------------- &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;15). Tech  Support:: "What does the screen say now?" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer: "It says, 'Hit ENTER  when ready'." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech Support:: "Well?" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Customer: "How do I know  whe! n it's ready?" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;--------------------------------------------------  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;16). A plain computer illeterate guy rings tech support to report that  his computer is faulty. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech: What's the problem? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;User: There is  smoke coming out of the power supply. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech: You'll need a new power  supply. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;User: No, I don't! I just need to change the startup files.  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech: Sir, the power supply is faulty. You'll need to replace it.  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;User: No way! Someone told me that I just needed to change the startup  and it will fix the &lt;BR&gt;problem! All I need is for you to tell me the command.  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;10 minutes later, the User is still adamant that he is right. The tech  is frustrated and fed up. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech: Sorry, Sir. We don't normally tell our  customers this, but there is an undocumented DOS command that will fix the  problem. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;User: I knew it! &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech: Just add the line LOAD  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial color=black size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;A  href="http://nosmoke.com/" target=_blank&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT face="Courier New"  size=3&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'"&gt;NOSMOKE.COM&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Courier New" color=black size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'"&gt; at the end of  the CONFIG.SYS. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Letme know how it goes. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;10 minutes later.  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;User: It didn't work. The power supply is still smoking. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech:  Well, what version of DOS are you using? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;User: MS-DOS 6.22.  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech: That's your problem there. That version of DOS didn't come with  NOSMOKE. Contact Microsoft and ask them for a patch that will give you the file.  Let me know how it goes. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;1 hour later. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;User: I need a new power  supply. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech: How did you come to that conclusion? &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;User: Well, I  rang Microsoft and told him about what you said, and he started asking questions  about the make of power supply. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Tech: Then what did he say?  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;User: He told me that my power supply isn't compatible with NOSMOKE.  &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;------------------------------------------------- &lt;BR&gt;17) customer care  officer:I need a product identification no: right now and may I help u in  finding it out? &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=Section1&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 12pt; LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt"&gt;&lt;FONT  face="Courier New" color=black size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'"&gt;Cust: sure  &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Courier New"  color=black size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'"&gt;CCO: could u  left click on start and do u find 'My Computer'?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Tahoma color=maroon size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: maroon; FONT-FAMILY: Tahoma"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT  face=Arial color=black size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Courier New"  color=black size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'"&gt;Cust: I did  left click but how the hell do I find your computer?&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="LINE-HEIGHT: 14.4pt"&gt;&lt;FONT face="Courier New"  color=black size=2&gt;&lt;SPAN  style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: 'Courier New'"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19444933-113341575848555693?l=haveasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/113341575848555693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19444933&amp;postID=113341575848555693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/113341575848555693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/113341575848555693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/2005/11/why-call-centre-guys-r-paid-so-much.html' title='WHY THE CALL CENTRE GUYS R PAID SO MUCH ?'/><author><name>majhiduniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735664311889359374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='8' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/1600/mazhi%20duniya%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19444933.post-113333678782366088</id><published>2005-11-30T13:15:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-30T13:16:27.823+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Sweetheart</title><content type='html'>My dear FAIR and LOVELY (ek chand ka tukda) , after WIPRO (Applying Thought) so much, I dare to say that You are my TVS SCOOTY (First love) and my AIWA (Pure passion). I always BPL (Believe in the best)  and you are SANSUI (Better than the best). You are DOMINO'S PIZZA (Delivering a million smiles)  for me. This is a COLGATE ENERGY GEL (Seriously fresh )  feeling for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to be my life partner but I think you are worried about your father who is KAWASAKI BAJAJ CALIBER (The Unshakable) and my father who is CEAT (Born Tough)  but don't worry as I am also FORD ICON (The Josh Machine) and rest of our family members are KELVINATORS (The Coolest ones). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they say no, we will run away and marry and PHILIPS (Let's Make Things Better). They will feel MIRINDA (Zor ka jhatka dhire se lage) but I believe in COCA COLA (Jo chahe ho jaye).  For our marriage SAMSUNG DIGITALL (Everyone's Invited) and after marriage we'll be WHIRLPOOL (U and ME - The World's best homemakers) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust in God who's always NOKIA (Connecting people)  who love each other. And we are WILLS (Made for each other) . Now that HYUNDAI (we are listening) the song of love, you must know that love is DAIRY MILK (Real taste of life) , SATYAM ONLINE (Fun, Fast, Easy ) and PARX (Always Comfortable). So never forget me. Ok bye!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote little but PEPSI (Yeh dil maange more)...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19444933-113333678782366088?l=haveasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/113333678782366088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19444933&amp;postID=113333678782366088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/113333678782366088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/113333678782366088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/2005/11/letter-to-sweetheart.html' title='Letter to Sweetheart'/><author><name>majhiduniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735664311889359374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='8' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/1600/mazhi%20duniya%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19444933.post-113333661693482258</id><published>2005-11-30T13:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-30T13:13:36.933+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hard Working</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/1600/hard%20working.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/320/hard%20working.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19444933-113333661693482258?l=haveasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/113333661693482258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19444933&amp;postID=113333661693482258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/113333661693482258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19444933/posts/default/113333661693482258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haveasmile.blogspot.com/2005/11/hard-working.html' title='Hard Working'/><author><name>majhiduniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14735664311889359374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='8' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/397/1467/1600/mazhi%20duniya%20logo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19444933.post-113333645451267581</id><published>2005-11-30T13:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-11-30T13:10:54.513+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Laloo Jokes</title><content type='html'>1) Laloo enters a shop and shouts, "Where's my free gift with this oil?"&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper: "Iske Saath koi Gift nahin hai, Lalooji"&lt;br /&gt;Laloo : Ispe likha hai CHOLESTROL FREE "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Saddam Hussain visits God and asks him: " God, When shall I see The defeat of Bush? " God replies:" Son, you will not see it in your lifetime." Hearing this, Saddam Hussain starts crying and goes away. &lt;br /&gt;Gen Parvez Musharaff visits God and asks him: " God, when shall I see the Capture of Kashmir by Pakistan. " God replies:" Son, you will not see it in lifetime".Hearing this, Gen Parvez Musharaff starts crying and goes away. &lt;br /&gt;Laloo Yadav visits God and asks him: " God when shall I see Bihar Becoming a prosperous and happy state ?" Hearing this, God starts crying. Laaloo is astounded and asks:" God, why are you crying? " God replies:" Son, I will not see it in my lifetime." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Once Laloo was coming out of the Airport. As there was a Huge rush, the security guard told Laloo "WAIT PLEASE", for which Laloo replied "85 Kgs" and moved on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Laloo's family planning policy : DON'T HAVE MORE THAN TWO CHILDREN IN ONE YEAR &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) At a bar in New York , the man to Laloo's left tells the bartender, "JOHNNIE WALKER, SINGLE." And the man's companion says, "JACK DANIELS, SINGLE." The bartender approaches Laloo and asks, "AND U sir?" Laloo replies: "LALOO YADAV, MARRIED."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) After having resigned as the CM of Bihar, Laloo decides To go modelling. Once he enters the herd of buffaloes and Resting his elbows. On the back of the cattle he poses for the photo. Next day the photo Appears on the front page of a newspaper. Guess the caption !! 'Laloo, third from left!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) A reporter asked Laloo "What is the main reason for divorce?" &lt;br /&gt;Laloo replies "Marriage".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) After completing a jigsaw puzzle he'd been working on for Quite sometime, Laloo proudly shows off the finished puzzle to A friend. "It Took me only 5 months to do it," Laloo brags. "Five months? That's too long." the friend exclaims. "You are a fool," Laloo replies. 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