Ggg`nite :) :) :).......

Been hibernating ....like a bear :)
And before you hibernate,you are supposed to eat yourself silly :) :)...

Lol...
....and here on MMB he lives...(Admin)
Whose word no one relies on
He never says a foolish thing..
Nor ever does wise one..
:P...

Hey Konde,
Sorry I was out..
Its my mom,and not mom-in-law.
Nice nickname.Why were you called that in college? ...

Hey,
Its a relief to see you smile :).And they say once you get ppl smiling,it means they are listening to you and you can tell them most everything,
So ? Please lets change the name I can call you by. I dont like Athiest and Singh is too vague.
And tell me what do you have faith in?? Samuel Butler once said "You can do very little with faith ,but you can do nothing without it."
What do you think he meant??
And I see you visited my homepage and you still needed someone to tell you I am a lady????lol
Take care .
:)...

Thanks Ravi,
Hey do you know the story behind the "Faith can move mountains". I just got home and am really tired ,but I will tell it you one of these days.
G`nite Ravi and thanx....

You know ,while i was with mom ,just sorted her stuff out.
Boxes in which she has stored away memories of a lifetime. I lived my whole life again,in the knick knacks she has preserved. They brought back all the joys of my chidhood,as well as the sadness..as I kept vigil by her side,,,hoping ..praying

Hey ,my Son-in-law bought a Yamaha (bike )yesterday ...a monsterous fella ,and to cheer me up took me for a ride,it was so much fun...

OT I really need to send you this Happy Bull.Both the Bull and the Bear sit on my bed and the poses they strike accidently are really funny ,when you look at them in context to the mkt..
:)...

Dear Micky ever since I have read your post I have been gathering courage to write to you. You ma`am are awe inspiring.How can you smile in the face of adversity? One song comes to my mind Tum itna jo muskra rahe ho Kya gum hai jo chupa rahe ho. Please forgive me for taking this liberty to quote a song in my first post to you. I have been mentioning you to some of my friends at home. My good wishes for you. with warm regards. gemini...

Dude , U are really a rockstar.And I mean it.Rock on ......we need it.I need it.to c the next day , if not with exuberance but definately with calm strength , strength which i derive when i go through the lives of people like you. And yes kiss your mom for me , from a ``stranger``. Good luck for your cancer.That you will survive , but you have already survived the onslaught on the soul.which I believe is the god we are looking for. u take care man......Cheers...

Dear Mickey59, ,,Konde,, is ,,Horn,, in kannada, horn as in a rhino. When I joined college at the age of 16 I used to tie my hair in a way that it looked like a horn on my head, the way most Sardars due when they are young. Even though I shifted to a turban at age 19, the nick name hung on. KONDE....LOL ...Singh......

Micky - where have you been these days? ...

Samuel Butler said what he said because that was what he believed, He was one among the majority who believe. And your question as to what i believe in, it really confused me, I am not too sure, may be its relationships that i believe in.It may sound a bit silly, but this is what i could come up with. My mom always tells me that its relationships that are the most important aspect of life. But she also tells me that I should start believing in God or I may get kicked out of the house some day.Lol And I dont know why but i seem to have created an impression of a sullen, angry sort of guy on MMB. But I guess its ok, its kind of nice to be known differently from your actual self....Change is nice:D And you can call me Konde, it was my nick name in college.And I think I visited your homepage after getting enlightened about the fact that you are a lady, but nothing much on your homepage. One personal question, if i may, Its your mom or your mom in law who has Alzheimers? ...Singh ...

Dear Mickssss, This one's for you. A DOLLAR & 11 CENTS A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from its hiding place in the closet.She poured the change out on the floor and counted it carefully. Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No chance here for mistakes. Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap, she slipped out the back door and made her way 6 blocks to Rexall's Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above the door. She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her some attention but he was too busy at this moment. Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise. Nothing. She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she could muster. No good. Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it! "And what do you want?" the pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of voice. I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom I haven't seen in ages," he said without waiting for a reply to his question. "Well, I want to talk to you about my brother," Tess answered back in the same annoyed tone. "He's really, really sick... and I want to buy! a miracle." "I beg your pardon?" said the pharmacist. "His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside his head and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now. So how much does a miracle cost?" "We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry but I can't help you," the pharmacist said, softening a little. "Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough, I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs." The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man. He stooped down and asked the little girl, "What kind of a miracle does your brother need?" "I don't know," Tess replied with her eyes welling up. I just know he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money." "How much do you have?" asked the man from Chicago . "One dollar and eleven cents," Tess answered barely audibly. "And it's all the money I have, but I can get some more if I need to." "Well, what a coincidence," smiled the man. "A dollar and eleven cents---the exact price of a miracle for little brothers." He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her mitten and said "Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle you need." That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon, specializing in neuro-surgery. The operation was completed free of charge and it wasn't long until Andrew was home again and doing well. Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events that had led them to this place. That surgery, her Mom whispered. "was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?" Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost...one dollar and eleven cents; plus the faith of a little child. Regards, Ravi...

Dear mickey59, Someone told me you are a lady. This is my 3rd gender slip on MMB. :D Anyways it does not matter much. Coming back to the issue, i think i wont debate with you on THIS issue, I will probably end up hurting myself if not anyone else, if i continued. Plus there are lot of other boarders to whom i can continue giving a headache . I guess this is one of my many negatives, i cant stop once i get started on something. I ll learn as i age i guess. ...Singh... ...