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:☺☺ Psychologists Say☺☺:

1) If A Person Laughs Too Much,
Even At Stupid Things,
She/He Is Lonely Deep Inside.

2) If A Person Sleeps A Lot,
She/He Is Sad.

3) If A Person Speaks Less,
But Speaks Fast,
She/He Keeps Secrets.

4) If Some One Can’t Cry,
She/He Is Weak.

5) If Some One Eats In An Abnormal
Manner,
She/He Is Tensed.

6) If Some One Cries On Little Things,
She/He Is Innocent &
Soft-Hearted.

7) If Some One Becomes Angry Over
Silly Or Petty (Small) Things,
It Means She/He Needs Love……

Try To Understand People.
We are living in such a World,
where Artificial Lemon Flavour is
used for Welcome Drink
&
Real Lemon is used in Finger bowl!!..

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:☺☺ Psychologists Say☺☺:

1) If A Person Laughs Too Much,
Even At Stupid Things,
She/He Is Lonely Deep Inside.

2) If A Person Sleeps A Lot,
She/He Is Sad.

3) If A Person Speaks Less,
But Speaks Fast,
She/He Keeps Secrets.

4) If Some One Can’t Cry,
She/He Is Weak.

5) If Some One Eats In An Abnormal
Manner,
She/He Is Tensed.

6) If Some One Cries On Little Things,
She/He Is Innocent &
Soft-Hearted.

7) If Some One Becomes Angry Over
Silly Or Petty (Small) Things,
It Means She/He Needs Love……

Try To Understand People.
We are living in such a World,
where Artificial Lemon Flavour is
used for Welcome Drink
&
Real Lemon is used in Finger bowl!!..

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:☺☺ Psychologists Say☺☺:

1) If A Person Laughs Too Much,
Even At Stupid Things,
She/He Is Lonely Deep Inside.

2) If A Person Sleeps A Lot,
She/He Is Sad.

3) If A Person Speaks Less,
But Speaks Fast,
She/He Keeps Secrets.

4) If Some One Can’t Cry,
She/He Is Weak.

5) If Some One Eats In An Abnormal
Manner,
She/He Is Tensed.

6) If Some One Cries On Little Things,
She/He Is Innocent &
Soft-Hearted.

7) If Some One Becomes Angry Over
Silly Or Petty (Small) Things,
It Means She/He Needs Love……

Try To Understand People.
We are living in such a World,
where Artificial Lemon Flavour is
used for Welcome Drink
&
Real Lemon is used in Finger bowl!!..

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:☺☺ Psychologists Say☺☺:

1) If A Person Laughs Too Much,
Even At Stupid Things,
She/He Is Lonely Deep Inside.

2) If A Person Sleeps A Lot,
She/He Is Sad.

3) If A Person Speaks Less,
But Speaks Fast,
She/He Keeps Secrets.

4) If Some One Can’t Cry,
She/He Is Weak.

5) If Some One Eats In An Abnormal
Manner,
She/He Is Tensed.

6) If Some One Cries On Little Things,
She/He Is Innocent &
Soft-Hearted.

7) If Some One Becomes Angry Over
Silly Or Petty (Small) Things,
It Means She/He Needs Love……

Try To Understand People.
We are living in such a World,
where Artificial Lemon Flavour is
used for Welcome Drink
&
Real Lemon is used in Finger bowl!!..

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:☺☺ Psychologists Say☺☺:

1) If A Person Laughs Too Much,
Even At Stupid Things,
She/He Is Lonely Deep Inside.

2) If A Person Sleeps A Lot,
She/He Is Sad.

3) If A Person Speaks Less,
But Speaks Fast,
She/He Keeps Secrets.

4) If Some One Can’t Cry,
She/He Is Weak.

5) If Some One Eats In An Abnormal
Manner,
She/He Is Tensed.

6) If Some One Cries On Little Things,
She/He Is Innocent &
Soft-Hearted.

7) If Some One Becomes Angry Over
Silly Or Petty (Small) Things,
It Means She/He Needs Love……

Try To Understand People.
We are living in such a World,
where Artificial Lemon Flavour is
used for Welcome Drink
&
Real Lemon is used in Finger bowl!!..

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Paru Maami- a real life story

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This was an article by Shri VV Sundaram reproduced below

For those who have the time, energy and patience, here is an article of mine that India Currents, a California-based magazine, carried in their September issue.

Paru Mami’s Dignity

Paru Mami (name changed) of my village was, to quote a Hindi saying, Garib ki Joru, Sab ki Bhabhi – poor man’s wife, everybody’s sister-in-law.

Her husband, Nanu Jyosyar’s income as an elementary school teacher was insufficient to feed the family of five daughters and one son. Though his surname (Jyosyar, a version of Jyothishar or astrologer) referred to the family’s age-old profession, that line of work ended with his father. Nanu Mama had no clue whatsoever of astrology; otherwise he would have supplemented his income to make up the shortfall.

Consequently, the family was often in arrears on rent for the house they lived in. The owner, also a resident of the village, didn’t evict them on sheer humanitarian grounds, and compromised collecting rent in bits and pieces.

Wives and mothers in other houses in the village mitigated Paru Mami’s misery to the extent their own situation permitted, ensuring simultaneously that Paru Mami’s dignity was preserved. Whenever there was any family function, the lady of the house would request for Paru Mami’s assistance.

On such occasions, instead of telling Mami to bring all her children for lunch and giving her the feeling that such an invitation was being extended more to alleviate her suffering, the lady of the house would gently come up with a request: “Ha Paru, can I also request that your daughters give me a helping hand to cut vegetables, grind different pastes, pound spices, and fetch water from the well? And, ah, in between your tasks, please tell them not to rush home to prepare meals; prevail upon them to join us.”

This was the most honourable method the elderly ladies deployed to save Paru Mami from having to light the hearth at home. As for Mami’s husband, the ladies made sure to pack enough for a dinner on such occasions. Four or five functions a month gave Mami some respite.

As children, this gesture, when it occurred in our house, did cut into our own quota of appam, vadai, or payasam, but for some strange reason we felt elated watching Mami’s children having a rightfully earned hearty meal along with us.

Most houses also sought Mami’s services for the annual pickle event – mango, lime, naarthankai (dried lime), veppala katti (curry leaves mixture). And every lady relied on Mami’s hand to add the final heaping of salt and spice for two reasons. First, she moderated the quantities of spices depending on the blood pressure level, or ulcer or other problems plaguing members of the house in question. Second, the ladies believed that under any other hand the pickle would sour and develop fungus sooner than later. At the end of her labours, Mami would be gifted with a jar of the prepared product, and sometimes betal leaves, aricanut, haldi-kumkum and a blouse piece and money.

Thus, Mami had a good collection of pickles on hand. Sometimes driven to despair the family made do with a bare minimum meal – rice, and thin buttermilk. On these occasions Mami made up for the absence of a full course with an offer to her children to choose their own pickle: Karikkar Mami’s mango pickle; Karimasseri Mami’s lime pickle; or Kolathu Mami’s hot kadugu mangai (whole mango pickle). This effort to divert her children often worked – the children forgot what was missing on their plates in their eagerness to grab the pickle of their choice.

The visit of a son or daughter from Bombay, Delhi, Calcutta or Madras on a holiday was an annual or biennial occurrence in most households. It was a custom that when they returned the mothers packed them a tin of savoury – murukku, thattai, ribbon pakoda, or thenkozal – and some sweets: laddu, or Mysorepak. Mami would be commissioned to prepare these snacks.

Mami’s murukk chuttal, the art of maneuvering the raw paste into twisted rounds of five and seven circles was as perfect as Picasso’s symmetrical rounds. She was best in the village, if not in the town.

However, it must be admitted that her Mysore pak was a trial and error effort despite her years of experience. The outcome was as unpredictable as any One Day International cricket match. This however is not to suggest that on the not so successful occasions the product turned so bad as to be fit only as glue for Navaratri Kolu decoration. It could be eaten, just under a different name.

Thus Mami carried her domestic show with great aplomb and self-respect. If at any time she had to draw temporarily a measure of rice, or cooking oil, it was just from our house – and our house only.

While on an official visit to Calicut decades later, I visited Mami who had moved there with her only son and his family. The five daughters were all married by then.

Two of Mami’s daughters also lived in Calicut, one of them running a pickle business as cottage industry enterprise. I called on her. After offering me coffee and snacks, she said: “We hear your uncles are selling the ancestral house. I would be keen to buy it, just to perpetuate my childhood memory. Can you put in a word to them, please?” I promised to convey her wishes. Yes, at that time all members of our family had moved to cities, and the house was vacant, on the verge of dilapidation. My uncles were seriously thinking of selling it.

As I prepared to take leave, she asked me to wait. She went inside and returned with a shopping bag full of assorted pickles – easily 12 bottles. I had a tough time convincing her that it would be a problem for me to carry it either as a check-in luggage or as a cabin baggage.

I couldn’t help admire the wheel of time. The family that had endured hardship in the village was keen to own a house there, and we, who had nothing but pleasant memories, were trying to sever all connections.

But then that is what life is all about, I thought, as I packed the pickles with my clothing and headed to the airport.

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10 Places To Make A Wish

They Walk Among Us!—————————-
Some guy bought a new fridge for his house.
To get rid of his old fridge, he put it in his front yard and hung a
Sign on it saying: ‘Free to good home. You want it, you take it.’
For three days the fridge sat there without anyone looking twice.
He eventually decided that people were too mistrustful of this deal.
So he changed the sign to read: ‘Fridge for sale $50.’

The next day someone stole it!
They walk amongst us!————————————- I stopped at Mc Donalds and ordered some fries. The girl behind the counter said would you like some fries with that?
————————–
*One day I was walking down the beach with
Some friends when someone shouted…..
‘Look at that dead bird!’
Someone looked up at the sky and said…’where?’
They walk among us!

———————————————————-
While looking at a house, my brother asked the
Estate agent which direction was north because
He didn’t want the sun waking him up every morning.
She asked, ‘Does the sun rise in the north?’
My brother explained that the sun rises in the east
And has for sometime. She shook her head and said,
‘Oh, I don’t keep up with all that stuff……’
They Walk Among Us!——————————————–
My colleague and I were eating our lunch in our cafeteria,
when we overheard an admin girl talking about the
sunburn she got on her weekend drive to the beach.
She drove down in a convertible, but said
she ‘didn’t think she’d get sunburned
because the car was moving’.
They Walk Among Us!————————————
My sister has a lifesaving tool in her car
which is designed to cut through a seat belt
if she gets trapped. She keeps it in the car trunk.

They Walk Among Us! ————————————————-I was going out with a friend when we saw a woman with a nose ring attached to an earring by a chain.
My friend said, ‘Ouch! The chain must rip
out every time she turns her head!”
I had to explain that a person’s nose and ear
remain the same distance apart no
matter which way the head is turned…
They Walk Among Us !——————————-I couldn’t find my luggage at the airport baggage area and went to the lost luggage office and reported the loss.
The woman there smiled and told me not to worry
because she was a trained professional and
said I was in good hands. ‘Now,’ she asked me,
‘Has your plane arrived yet?’…
(I work with professionals like this.)
They Walk Among Us!————————————————While working at a pizza parlor I observed a man
ordering a small pizza to go. He appeared to be alone and the cook asked him if he would like it cut
into 4 pieces or 6. He thought about it for some time
then said ‘Just cut it into 4 pieces; I don’t think I’m hungry
enough to eat 6 pieces.
They Walk Among Us! And last, but not least:
Dumb as a box of RocksTRUE STORY:

A noted psychiatrist was a guest speaker at an academic function where Nancy Pelosi happened to appear. Ms Pelosi took the opportunity to schmooze the good doctor a bit and asked him a question with which he was most at ease.

‘Would you mind telling me, Doctor,’ she asked, ‘how you detect a mental deficiency in somebody who appears completely normal?’

‘Nothing is easier,’ he replied. ‘You ask a simple question which anyone should answer with no trouble. If the person hesitates, that puts you on the track..’

‘What sort of question?’ asked Pelosi.

Well, you might ask, ‘Captain Cook made three trips around the world and died during one of them. Which one?”

Pelosi thought a moment, and then said with a nervous laugh, ‘You wouldn’t happen to have another example would you? I must confess I don’t know much about history.’

Sadly, they walk among us!
Traffic Camera
A man was driving when he saw the flash of a traffic camera. He figured that his picture had been taken for exceeding the limit, even though he knew that he was not speeding… Just to be sure, he went around the block and passed the same spot, driving even more slowly, but again the camera flashed. Now he began to think that this was quite funny, so he drove even slower as he passed the area again, but the traffic camera again flashed. He tried a fourth time with the same result. He did this a fifth time and was now laughing when the camera flashed as he rolled pas t, this time at a snail’s pace… Two weeks later, he got five tickets in the mail for driving without a seat belt..
You can’t fix stupid.

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