I found this article in The Hindu paper very funny.
Please have a read.
I found this article in The Hindu paper very funny.
Please have a read.
Today the Plinky Guys have thrown an indeed new topic “Unaffordable Toy” from our own childhood. I feel its a waste of time thinking what i did not have way back when i was a kid. Instead how great it would be to donate toys for someone who are just like you, craving for some good fluffy toys in their childhood.
Time and Tide definitely waits for none. So your childhood can never be brought back but we can definitely help other kids have the privilege to own some good toys.
Here I am listing out few online sites which are doing really good job for bringing smiles on the faces of those kids.
The journey began on August 15th, 2004. Shweta Chari, an Electronics Engineer founded Toybank with a vision of reaching out to children through fun and play using toys. A small idea that started in a small restaurant in Bombay has over the years gathered momentum with the help and support of friends and volunteers from all across Bombay. Within a shortest span of time and very minimal resources, Toybank is bringing smiles on thousands of deprived faces. Toybank acts as a leveler of the society by taking toys from those that can give and distributing them to the ones in need.
In a way Toybank attempts to prove the belief of John.F.Kennedy, ‘If the free society cannot help the many that are poor, it can never save the few who are rich.’
Toybank honestly dreams to place a toy in the hands of every child in India and the world. The toy shapes the psyche of the children, so utmost care is taken to give only unbiased and morally correct toys to children. (Source : Toy Bank)
For further information please visit http://www.thebetterindia.com/1779/a-toy-in-the-hands-of-every-child-toybank/
Children Toy Foundation (CTF) is a Mumbai-based NGO and aims to educate children beyond reading and writing, to acquire real skills, a sense of pride, to develop a positive attitude and to learn while having fun. Established in 1982, by Shri Devendra Desai, (the Managing Trustee) CTF is a registered charitable trust whose prime objective is to inculcate among children in particular and people in general a genuine love for toys and games. (Source: Vishwa.com)
My names Sarah. I’m a mother to a beautiful daughter, & cheeky son, a wife to a brave fireman, and an Indie Doll & Softie Designer and Pattern Maker .
My mission is to make a difference in the lives of those less fortunate, especially orphaned children around the world ……. to provide them with a source of comfort …… to send them love, one dolly at a time! (Source: Dolly Donations)
Crescent Bay Doll Fanciers understands what it means to love your collection of dolls but need to trim the collection down. We also understand that some of us grow out of our dolls and want to find a new home for them. If you have a collection you are no longer interested in maintaining, or you are trying to disperse a family member’s doll collection, or you would like to make a doll donation to a Jr. club or a non- profit organization, or you’d just like to get rid of your dolls, let us help you. Don’t just dump your dolls, and before considering donating to a Good Will or Salvation Army, though worthy organizations, why not donate to an organization or people that can appreciate your dolls and is about dolls!
As a non-profit organization any donation you make to the club may be tax deductible. We can help relieve you of the burden of dolls you may have acquired but are no longer of interest to you. We are always willing to accept donations of dolls for our club collection, charitable endeavors, and to share with our Jr. Collectors and members just starting out in collecting. We can also help you with yard or estate sales of your collections, and our own members are always looking to expand their collections. (Source: Website)
This is not a post for promoting any website. Individual opinions are being expressed here.
I hope you felt good after seeing these people who are trying to make the best out of the situation and reach out to those kids who really deserve some share from your happiness.
Please let me know how you feel about donating something to a really deserved person.
Can something be funny? Not funny?
Long time back i remember one of my office friends saying
“I like mocking at people and making them embarass… i feel i did something very funny”
and on the other hand i have even seen another friend of mine who says something unintentionally to be funny but it turns out to be a major dispute sometimes…. or even worst results into serious misunderstandings…
There is this another friend of mine who always tries to maintain a very reserved sense of humor due to the embarassment it causes to some. So basically what can be defined as funny… and what cannot be is an entirely controversial topic…
According to me anything which gives happiness unlimited and tries to ease out stress (without hurting the sentiments of others) is considered to be FUNNY. Anything that doesn’t fulfill these conditions is termed as NOT FUNNY.
So why this discrimination between funny and not-funny?
I often feel people should understand the need to be funny selectively. Because sometimes what we see as funny may not be funny to others. They may get annoyed or get mad at us. At the same time we cannot be frowning all the time as this also may cause many people to get annoyed.
Someone rightly said “This is a very strange world…”
Hence always remember that being funny is not bad but being senslessly funny is bad.
I was fainting …. darkness surrounded me and…
As i opened the door, to my horror i could see all strange sort of humans with big heads and short noses. Their face was totally concorted and a fountain of blood was oozing from their eyes. I saved myself from those green blood sprinting from their eyes by shutting the door hard.
As i closed the door i was panting very heavily and right then i could see a huge nasty demon staring at me.He uttered some words like “grrrkila… grrkila un sdef ffrrrr” i could not comprehend anything except he wanted to kill me right then and there itself. I ran for my life and banged the other 2 doors but they were barricaded very heavily. The demon gave his sly crafty smile seeing my helplessness and then said “Do not run from the situation. Face me if you dare”
I could not compose myself now. Because i could see blood coming out from my hands.The demon had cut my right hand thru his sharp invisible nails. I was falling now….
After a few moments i woke up and found myself under a tree. I could smell some freshly burnt wood. I turned up and saw to my horror i was sitting right under a burning tree on whose top the same demon had sat smiling at me. I ran helter skelter only to find that all the paths were leading to the same tree.
Aaah what’s happening to me? Is it a nightmare or reality?
Just then i heard my best friend Emily calling me “Zara please come here…” I followed her voice and went to a place which i had never seen before. It was full of stinking dead bodies all piled up one over the other and the soil was fully wet from the blood flowing from their bodies. As i saw Emily i felt as if my heart had stopped for a second. Both her beautiful eyes were pierced by the demon’s nails and her legs were cut.
Emily was sinking. She said “Zara please don’t leave me here and go” I assured her that i was not going to leave her die like this. Just then, i heard someone calling me “Zara… wake up”
I slowly opened my eyes and saw Emily all hurt and bruised lying on the bed in St.Mark’s Hospital. I then realised what had happened to both of us.
We were returning from a party at the Pink Glam Pub when we both were hit by a fat truck driver. I remember myself falling off the scooter and landing up on the other side of the road, unable to move my hands. I only remember Emily’s helmet which had crushed under the truck wheels.
Beside me our families were there. Mommy came near me and placed her hands over my head and said “Darling… you will be fine soon”. I asked “Is Emily OK?” Mommy said “Yes she is fine but… ”
I just wished nothing happened to Emily. Please God!!! Not again. She is the only one who was with me since the day i opened my eyes in this world. She and me went to the same school and shared similar interests. She had been a very dear companion to me and now…It was all my mistake. Emily hated late night parties and hated getting drunk while driving. But i forced her to drive last night and ended up like this…
Mommy came near me and i could see trail of tears flowing down her cheeks as she said “Emily is no more…”
I felt as if the whole world crashed around me. Late in the evening i was taken to the Morgue where i saw Emily for the last time. She had the most pretty eyes and the most pretty smile ever. But now all i could see was 2 white bandages over her eyes and bruises all over her lips. I asked mommy what happened to her.
Emily’s dad came near me and said “Zara in the accident day before yesterday…. Emily was breathing her last breath when she was being taken inside the hospital. When the accident happened she was bruised and was fainting but she made sure that she called Home and said Please save Zara i cannot see her. We reached hospital immediately and found that both your eyes had lost vision due to excessive damage to the cornea. Emily was fighting for her life in the other room and she once became a little stable. We went to meet her and informed that you had met with this. She simply said that if she will die here her eyes would be transplanted to you…. and ” I was not listening anything after this…
I don’t know what was happening near me… i just could see everything blurred.
When i woke up again i saw Emily entering another door and this time she was not bruised instead she was having 2 wings as she entered the first door which was heavily barricaded that time. She had become an Angel and was travelling to her final destination. I cried Emily please come back… Emily…
But it seemed that she just would not turn back…she went off and the door shut again. Darkness once again succumbed me. I was lost.
Weeks later i was brought to home where we had arranged a condolence gathering in remembrance of Emily.
Everyone spoke how kind, gentle and energetic lady she was. Finally when my turn came all i said was “I miss you Emily. I am sorry”
I initially planned to write something when i was a kid of 6 years old. I still remember i used to scribble something or the other about all those people who used to bully me. I usually used to prevent it being seen by my Parents because i thought it was quite shameful thing to get bullied by others in class. 🙂
Over a period of time, i thought why not maintain all my secrets in a book for future reference. Because i am a store house of secrets. 🙂 This continued from my 8th standard till my Graduation. While i was pursuing my Bachelors degree i thought why not publicize some of my thoughts outside my diary. Its then i googled how to blog and started blogging in BlogSpot.in.
The platform over blogger.com was not that easy for a novice blogger like me. I had created a blog but as i was poor in Social Networking skills and Internet skills i eventually forgot the blog address, password etc and finally gave up blogging until December 2012.
Then i got introduced to WordPress.com which was a kind of cool thing for a novice like me. I started writing small posts which then led me to read some amazing blogs.
Initially i thought blogging is something where you keep on writing about yourself but when i saw some amazing blogs which are quite inspiring i thought why not blog on some relevant issues of life. So, from a Simple blogger i turned into a serious blogger over a period of time and yes, i must admit the fact that my writing has improved a lot since the day i have written my first post in the year 2009.
All thanks to WordPress.com, Plinky.com, My Inspirational Bloggers (mentioned in my blog), Daily Prompts @ WordPress, Weekly Writing Challenges.
So finally now my aim is to introduce a new style of writing in blogging. A style which is weird, distorted yet lovable.
Hope you liked my post.
Thanks for reading it.
Love you all,
If computers really did not exist in my life may be i would spend my time more productively by spending more time with my family and friends, more Listening to Radio and more reading of good books.
No more annoying mails from Flipkart, Jabong, Amazon… No Spamming mails from other shopping websites..instead would sit and write some letters to my loved ones and recollect how nice it would be to send the letters in life and waiting for the Post Man to deliver the post to our loved ones…and we awaiting for their reply in turn….
Also i would spend some time pursuing my hobbies like cooking, gardening, learning something new or even visiting some temple to find some peace time…
Also …as my job totally is dependent on Computers … i would even hunt for some new innovative job as well…
So in short, few days without PC can make me learn so many new things about life…