Sometimes...

Its sometime strange, To the entire world you look like as if you are doing nothing and you are sitting idle...

But deep inside you have a million thoughts running in your mind...

You can't explain it to anyone, you can't explain it to yourself...

You want to stop your mind and you want your mind to be dead...

You want to have a button attached to your mind which shuts it down but again.. there ain't an option...

You have to bear with your mind...

Have you experienced this anytime? I have experience it lots of time...

Painful it becomes sometime. you cant think you cant sleep you cant eat....

Stupid Poem

Often I keep thinking of the times past by,
Retrospection it is!

I keep on missing somebody,
Remembering it is!

Still I cannot find what’s wrong with the present,
Being numb it is!

If it’s not sensible to learn from past mistakes,
Being dumb it is!

And if this poem means that I'm still dumb,
Stupid Poem it is!


Source - Some odd profile from orkut

8 Monkeys

(This is based on an actual experiment conducted in U.K.)

Put eight monkeys in a room. In the middle of the room is a ladder, leading to a bunch of bananas hanging from a hook on the ceiling.

Each time a monkey tries to climb the ladder, all the monkeys are sprayed with ice water, which makes them miserable.

Soon enough, whenever a monkey attempts to climb the ladder, all of the other monkeys, not wanting to be sprayed, set upon him and beat him up.

Soon, none of the eight monkeys ever attempts to climb the ladder.

One of the original monkeys is then removed, and a new monkey is put in the room. Seeing the bananas and the ladder, he wonders why none of the other monkeys are doing the obvious. But undaunted, he immediately begins to climb the ladder. All the other monkeys fall upon him and beat him silly. He has no idea why.

However, he no longer attempts to climb the ladder. A second original monkey is removed and replaced. The newcomer again attempts to climb the ladder, but all the other monkeys hammer the crap out of him.

This includes the previous new monkey, who, grateful that he's not on the receiving end this time, participates in the beating because all the other monkeys are doing it. However, he has no idea why he's attacking the new monkey.

One by one, all the original monkeys are replaced.

Eight new monkeys are now in the room. None of them have ever been sprayed by ice water. None of them attempt to climb the ladder. All of them will enthusiastically beat up any new monkey who tries, without having any idea why.

This is how any Company's Policies get established!!

Bismarck

This blog is named as Bismarck, now most of the individual who will go through this blog will relate it with Otto Von Bismarck, but it is not.

Now those who are not aware who was Otto Von Bismarck, they can find the information here.

Actually, I used to play a card game called Bismarck, which was my favorite game in those days! I vaguely remember somebody relating the name of game with some person called Bismarck from Germany who was nothing but Otto Von Bismarck ( this stuff I discovered few days ago).

So, indirectly it is related with Otto Von Bismarck but I relate it with the skill required in that card game called Bismarck! :)

Just few time back read one Japanese proverb, "Beginning is Simple, Continuation is difficult!"

Lets see how regularly I can post on this blog!

Don't ask me not to love you...

I'm not begging you to love me...
I'm not really even asking you...

But, isn't it alright
If I cherish that hope in my heart?

If I dream of just holding your hand,
It will hurt me - not you...

I will try to keep my eyes from shining
When they see you...

And I promise
I will try not to smile a special smile when you say hello...

But, please don't ask me not to love you...


(I got it from internet, author unknown, but the words are awsome!)