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Account has been suspended ?

Wonder why your account will be suspended-when you have been writing various posts in some particular site ? Who will tell you the reason for this suspention without

Why do we blog ?

Sometime one stops writing posts and reflects- Why am I blogging ? Is it worth while or am I not wasting time and money without expecting any return ? Quite a valid question ? Isn't it ? Yet a time comes when one finally returns to his long forgotten site and picks up the thread only to begin all over again !! Hence the question-Why..Why...& Why ?

At par with America ?

Lot is being said about bringing back the accumulated black money lying in Swiss Bank. If this can be really done and put to proper use-most believe that India could be at par with US, as far as economy is concerned !!

A comeback !

Sorry -was occupied with other works ! It is not easy to maintain regularity nowadays. Somebody thought I am long gone and dead. Anyway, am still alive and kicking ! Will be back soon !!

TV Serials- Fulfilling Dreams !!

Most of the TV Serials, shown in various channels, are rubbish . Trying to sell dreams that does not exists at the present day world. Will never come back-try however we may !! They are histories . So why this hypocrisy !

Wisdom and foolishness !!

Once upon a time there lived a wise man. Someone found that he was living among fools. He decides to change the situation. The wise man finally falls among wisemen. He soon realises that ' Wisemen were behaving like fools and fools were behaving like Wisemen' Then who is a fool and who is the wiser ?

Nothing left !

Mr. Wilson, who had a beautiful wife, was a merciless drunkard . Although having a prosperous business he was always running out of money. The only thing that mattered to him was that his wisky bottle should remain intact...Full..that is ! As it happens in such cases he was in debt..heavily put down and depressed. Mrs. Wilson was quite aware of it. Till now she took care to see that he was always provided. But the limit of tolerance sometime diminishes with circumstances not entirely favourable. It was evening and as usual Mr. Wilson was heavily drunk. Soon his mood turned towards philosophy..philosophy and philosopy. " Nothing , my darling , nothing , " he mused. " Did you say anything, darling ?" " Nothing " he repeated. " Do you want anything darling?" " Nothing." " Darling, that you will find in the Wisky Bottle."