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The Tea Shop
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Feb 9, 2012 12:21 am
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THE TEA SHOP
A tale reflecting the character & high values of the brave men guarding the nation...
They were on their way to the post where they would be deployed for next three months. The batch being relieved, was waiting anxiously for their arrival so that they could fall back to safer confines of their parent unit. Some would proceed on leave and meet their families. They were happy that they were to relieve a set of comrades who had done their job.
It was a treacherous climb and the journey was to last till the next evening. Cold winter month with intermittent snowfall added to the torture. If only some one could offer a cup of tea, the Major thought, knowing completely well that it was a futile wish.
They continued for another hour before they came across a dilapidated structure which looked like a small shop. It was locked.
It was 2 o'clock in the night and there was no house close to the shop where the owner could be located. In any case it was not advisable to knock any doors in the night for security reasons. It was a stalemate. No tea boys, bad luck.
The Major told the men to take some rest since they had been walking for more than three hours now.
Sir, this is a tea shop indeed and we can make tea. We will have to break the lock though. The officer was in doubt about the proposed action but a steaming cup of tea was not a bad idea. He thought for a while and permitted for the lock to be broken. The lock was broken.
They were in luck. The place was a shop indeed and had everything required to make tea, and also a few packets of biscuits. The tea was prepared and it brought great relief to all in the cold night. They were now ready for the long and treacherous walk ahead of them and started to get ready to move.
The officer was in thoughts. They had broken open the lock and prepared tea and consumed biscuits without the permission of the owner. The payment was due but there was no one in sight. The Major was not however moving out without doing what was to be done. He took out a Rs 1000/- note from his wallet and kept it on the counter, pressed under the sugar container, so that the owner sees it first thing when he arrives in the morning. He was now relieved of the guilt and ordered the move.
Days, weeks and months passed. They continued to do gallantly what they were required to do and were lucky not to loose any one from the original group in the intense insurgency situation. And then one day, it was time to be replaced by another brave lot.
Soon they were on their way back and stopped at the same shop, which was today open with the owner in place. He was an old man with very meager resources and was happy to see eight of them with the prospect of selling at least eight cups of tea that day.
All of them had their tea and spoke to the old man about his life and experiences in general, selling tea at such remote a location. The poor, old man had many stories to tell all of them, replete with his faith in God.
I was going through very tough times because my only son had been severely beaten by the terrorists who wanted some information from him which he did not have. I had closed the shop early that day and had taken my son to the hospital. There were medicines to be purchased and I had no money. No one would give me a loan from fear of the terrorists. There was no hope, Sahib.
And that day Sahib, I had prayed to Allah for help. And that day Sahib, Allah walked into my shop.
When I returned to my shop that day and saw the lock broken, I thought someone had broken in and had taken away whatever little I had. Sahib, I can't tell you what that money was worth that day. Allah exists Sahib, he does. I know people are dying every day here but all of you will soon meet your near and dear ones, your children, and you must thank your God Sahib, he is watching all of us. He does exist. He walked in my shop that day. I know he did."
The faith in his eyes was unflinching. It was unnerving. Seven set of eyes looked at their officer and read the order in his eyes clear and unambiguous
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Your favourite Jonhy again
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Feb 3, 2012 7:12 am
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One day the teacher was talking about marriage in class...
Teacher: what kind of wife would you like Johnny?
Johnny: I want a wife like the moon...
Teacher: Wow what a choice...do you want her to be beautiful and calm like the
moon?
Johnny: NO. I want her to come at Night and Disappear in the morning......!
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I want Hell
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Feb 1, 2012 8:32 am
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A lady in early thirties died pre-matured and was at pearly gates with St Peter. When told that she spent most of the time praying, lived a pious life and was still a virgin , she was offered a place in the Heaven.
Suddenly she heard a woman shouting in extreme pain and she was told by St Peter not to worry. In heaven they were drilling holes in new entrants shoulders to fix wings. A little later again a similar shrill shouting and this time it was a hole in the head to fix the Hallow.
Nervously she asked St Peter if she could get a place in Hell.
Why?
Well she said , there I might as well get my undrilled holes used.
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Cardiologist's Funeral
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Jan 25, 2012 7:37 am
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Cardiologist's Funeral :
A very prestigious cardiologist died and was given a very elaborate funeral by the hospital he worked for most of his life.
A huge heart covered in flowers stood behind the casket during the service as all the doctors from the hospital sat in awe.
Following the eulogy, the heart opened, and the casket rolled inside.
The heart then closed, sealing the doctor in the beautiful heart forever.
At that point, one of the mourners just burst into laughter.
When all eyes stared at him, he said:
"I am so sorry, I was just thinking of my own funeral.
I'm a gynecologist."
The vicar fainted.
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What a Difference
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Jan 23, 2012 6:29 am
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In India ,, the Government decides the age of the Chief of the Army
and
In Pakistan , the Chief of the Army decides the age of the Government.
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REMOTE CONTROL
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Jan 19, 2012 6:01 am
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FIRST REMOTE CONTROL FOR SPREAD
The gal and guy were on their first date .
The girl had ordered expensive Champagne , Oysters, Lobsters
Guy asked her: Do you eat like this at your mother's place ?
No she said, but my mother does not plan to s*rew me after the meals.
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Cutest Breast Cancer e-mail
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Jan 18, 2012 9:04 pm
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The T-Shirt of the year. PLEASE KEEP IT GOING!
This is the cutest breast cancer email I have ever received.
All you are asked to do is keep this circulating.
Even if it's to one more person..
In memory of anyone you know that has
been struck down by cancer or is still living with it.
Please Keep This Candle Going!
A Candle Loses Nothing by Lighting Another Candle.
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Chicken Wings for Men
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Jan 18, 2012 3:03 am
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How to serve chicken wings to a man...
Presentation is the key
Description: []
INGREDIENTS NEEDED FOR ASSEMBLY
Chicken Wings, Potato Croquette balls, With A Dash Of Tomato Sauce and Asparagus served On A Bed Of Lettuce.
Laugh when you can, apologize when you should, and let go of what you can't change.
Life's too short to be anything but
happy.
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Smart Ol'Biker
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Jan 3, 2012 9:21 am
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A crusty old biker out on a long summer ride in the country pulls up to a tavern in the middle of no where, parks his bike and walks inside.
As he passes through the swinging doors, he sees a sign hanging over the bar:
COLD BEER: $2.00
HAMBURGER: $2.25
CHEESEBURGER: $2.50
CHICKEN SANDWICH: $3.50
HAND JOB: $50.00
Checking his wallet to be sure he has the necessary payment, the ole' biker walks up to the bar and beckons to the exceptionally attractive female bartender who is serving drinks to a couple of sun-wrinkled farmers.
She glides down behind the bar to the ole biker.
"Yes?" she inquires with a wide, knowing smile, "may I help you?"
The ole biker leans over the bar, "I was wondering young lady," he whispers, "are you the one who gives the hand-jobs?"
She looks into his eyes with that wide smile and purrs "Why yes, yes, I sure am".
The ole' biker leans closer and into her left ear whispers softly, "Well, wash your hands real good, cause I want a cheeseburger".
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NEW DIFINITIONS
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Dec 31, 2011 8:22 pm
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 School
A place where Parents pay and children play
Life Insurance
A contract that keeps you poor all your life
so that you can die Rich.
Nurse:
A person who wakes you up to give you sleeping pills.
Marriage
It's an agreement in which a man loses his bachelor degree and a woman gains her masters..
Tears
The hydraulic force by which masculine willpower is defeated by feminine waterpower.
Conference
The confusion of one man multiplied by the number present.
Father
A banker provided by nature
Criminal
A person no different from the rest
..except that he/she got caught
Boss
Someone who is early when you are late and late when you are early
Politician
One who shakes your hand before elections and
your Confidence thereafter
DOCTOR
A person who holds your ills by pills, and kills you by bills.
Smile
A curve that can set a lot of things straight.
Office
A place where you can relax after your strenuous home life.
Experience
The name men give to their mistakes.
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