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What my heart tells me
Is that there is no one else on earth
Who can make me feel the way you do
From the first day that we met
You made me forget all my fears
And you have shown me that God really does
Have one special heart for each of us to find
You are the one God has guided me to
What my heart tells me
Is that I can never love anyone
As much as I love and care for you
And how my feelings grow stronger each day
I can't imagine not being able to hold you
I want to share my life with you for forever
You make me the person I have always hoped to be
What my heart tells me
Is that God has provided me with your loving heart
And I will do everything within my power
To be with you each and every day
Everytime I see you walk into a room
My heart never fails to beat faster and stronger
This is how I know you are the one for me
For the rest of the time the Lord gives me
I give you my heart and for you I will do
What My Heart Tells Me

God has not promised skies always blue…
Flowers strewn pathways…
All our lives through

God has not promised
 sun without rain..,
joy without sorrow.,,,
peace without pain..,


God has not promised,,
That we shall not know,
Toil and temptation..
Trouble and woe..

He has not told us…
That we shall not bear…
Many a burden ,,
Many a care…

God has not promised .
Smooth road and wide.,,
Swift….easy travel,,
Needing no guide..

Never a mountain..
Rocky and steep,..
Never a river..,
Turbid and deep…

But God has promised…
Strength for the day.., Rest for the labour..
Light for the way….grace for the trial..
Help from above. Unfailing sympathy…
Undying LOVE. 8-> 8->

To kiss your lips,
To hold your hand
To kiss you in the rain
is all i only dream..
if only i can...
 

let the rain fall upon us
Then take me by the hand
and hold me tight
kiss me goodnight
as if its our only night...
 

We're wet in the rain...
As we both love to walk in the rain
let it fall
as we kiss in the rain...
 

I always dream that
your arms around my neck
I'm pullin you in closer
as we slowly kiss in the rain
as the rain falls...
 

We laugh we run,
We dont hide till the sun rise...
if only everyday was as beautiful...
the rain would fall...
 

We kiss and laugh till we fall
Wouldn't that be a wonderful day?

It seems like I've been sleeping
For a thousand years
Without a thought
Without a purpose
Without a voice
Without a soul
Until you walked into my life.
 
 
All this time
All these years
I can't believe, I couldn't see
I can't believe, I was in the dark
With you so near me.
 
 
Now that I know what I'm without-
Don't let me die here
Don't leave me
Breathe yourself into me
Make me feel real
Bring me to life!
 
 
I'm always thinking of you
Thinking of expressing myself
But my words
Just blow away
Just blow away, when I look at you
It always ends up to one thing
I just can't think of
The right words to say.
 
 
How can you know me so much
And I know you
If nothing is true?
I know you understand me
But why do you feel the need to tease me?
Why don't you just tell me
It might be easier to please me
 

Anywhere I go
Anywhere I look
I cannot find a better person than you
Should I tell you
How awful it feels
Giving off our time alone
Don't you feel the pain
When your eyes lock with mine? :happy: 8-> 8->

Teri akhiyan ch asi ki vekheya
kade katil te kade khuda vekheya...
khuda vi ni khanda taras sade te..
ohh vi kehnda tu deep aje ke vekheya..  :sad:

CORPORATE LESSON #1:
 
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A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower when the doorbell rings. After a few seconds of arguing over which one should go and answer the doorbell, The wife gives up, quickly wraps herself up in a towel and runs downstairs. When she opens the door, there stands Bob, The next door neighbor.
 
Before she says a word, Bob says, "I'll give you $800 Just to Drop that towel that you have on". After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands n*ked in front of Bob.
 
Bob has a close look at her for a few seconds, hands over $800 and quietly leaves.
 
Confused, but excited about her good fortune, the woman wraps back up in the towel and goes upstairs. When she gets back to the bathroom, her husband asks from the shower "Who was that?"
 
"It was Bob the next door neighbor," she replies.
 
"Great," the husband says, "did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?"
 
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MORAL OF THE STORY:
 
Share critical credit information with your Stakeholders to Prevent Avoidable exposure!
 
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CORPORATE LESSON # 2
 
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A priest was driving along and saw a nun on the side of the road, he stopped and offered her a lift which she gladly accepted. She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to open and reveal a lovely leg.
 
The priest had a look and nearly had an accident. After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg. The Nun looked at him and immediately said, "Father, remember psalm 129?"
 
The priest was flustered and apologized profusely. He forced himself to remove his hand. However, he was unable to remove his eyes from her leg.
 
Further on, while changing gear, he let his hand slide up her leg again. The nun once again said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?"
 
Once again the priest apologized. "Sorry sister, but the mind is weak."
 
Arriving at the convent, the nun got out, gave him a meaningful glance and went on her way. On his arrival at the Church, the Priest rushed to retrieve a bible and looked up psalm 129.
 
It Said, "Go forth and seek; further up, you will find Glory."
 
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MORAL OF THE STORY:
 
Always be well informed in your job; or, you might Miss great Opportunities!
 
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CORPORATE LESSON # 3
 
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There were these 4 guys, a Russian, a German, an American and a French, who found this small genie bottle. When they Rubbed the Bottle, a genie appears.
 
Thankful that the 4 guys had Released him Out of the bottle, he said, "Next to you all are 4 Swimming pools,
 
I will give each of you a wish. When you run towards the pool and Jump, you shout What you want the pool of water to become, then your wish will come true."
 
The French wanted to start. He ran towards the pool, jumped and shouted WINE". The pool immediately changed into a Pool of wine.
 
The Frenchman was so happy swimming and drinking from the pool.
 
Next is the Russian's turn, he did the same and shouted, "VODKA" and immersed himself into a pool of vodka.
 
The German was next and he jumped and shouted, "BEER". He was so contented with his beer pool.
 
The last is the American. He was running towards the Pool when Suddenly he steps on a banana peel. He slipped towards The pool
And shouted, "CRAP !!!!!!!..... ...."
 
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MORAL OF THE STORY:
 
Mind your language, you never Know what it will land you in.
 
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CORPORATE LESSON # 4
 
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A young executive was leaving the office at 6 PM when he found the CEO standing in front of a paper shredder with a piece of paper in his hand.
 
"Listen," said the CEO, "this is a very sensitive and important document and my secretary has left. Can you make this thing Work?"
 
"Certainly, Sir" said the young executive. He turned the machine on, inserted the paper, and pressed the start button.
 
"Excellent, excellent!" said the CEO as his paper disappeared inside the machine."I just need one copy."
 
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MORAL OF THE STORY:
 
Never, ever assume that your BOSS knows everything.

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Punjabis Without Punjabi

For quite some time now reference is being made on both Pakistani and Indian Punjabi Internet networks to a UNESCO report that allegedly predicts that in the next 50 years the Punjabi language will become extinct. I have tried in vain to get hold of the report to make sure it is not a hoax. My dear friend, Sardar Gobind Tukhral, has assured me that some such a report did appear, which warned that many languages were fast disappearing. Languages threatened with extinction are spoken by miniscule tribes whose members are dying out or being assimilated into the mainstream. However, this explanation cannot apply to Punjabi.

Demography and power -- political, economic and military -- do not suggest that the Punjabis are by any means a weak nationality or ethnicity. Consider the fact that some 100-120 million human beings can be classified as ethnic Punjabis. Punjabi is an Indo-Iranian language within the larger family of Indo-European languages. The Punjabi people are a mixture of perhaps one of the most varied ethnic pool in the world, as Punjab has been receiving waves and waves of people entering the subcontinent from the north-western mountain passes, as well as smaller movements from the south and east of the subcontinent towards this region.

The current breakdown of the Punjabi people is roughly like this: Eighty million Punjabis live mainly in Pakistan's western Punjab and constitute 55 percent of its total population; 30 million in India, mainly in Indian eastern Punjab but with a strong presence in Haryana and the greater Delhi region. Roughly, that translates to three percent of the total Indian population. Some 10 million are dispersed outside the Indian subcontinent, with strong presence in Britain, North America, Southeast Asia (nearly 130,000 Sikhs in Malaysia alone) and the Middle East. In terms of religious affiliation, some 54 percent are Muslims, 29 percent Hindus and 14 percent Sikhs. A three-percent minority is Christian.

With regard to power, the situation is even more dramatic. Pakistan is virtually a Punjabi state in terms of political, military and, now, even economic power. On the other hand, while in India Punjabis are a small minority they are one of the most prosperous nationalities, East Punjab being one of the top three big states enjoying the highest per capita income. The Indian military has a disproportionately larger number of Punjabis, especially among officers.

Three Indian prime ministers -- Gulzari Lal Nanda, Inder Kumar Gujral and Dr Manmohan Singh -- can be classified as bona fide Punjabis, while the mother of Jawarhal Lal Nehru was not only a Punjabi but from Lahore. Two Nobel Prize winners have been Punjabis: Professor Hargobind Khorana from India and Professor Abdus Salam from Pakistan. When it comes to Bollywood and Lollywood as well as cricket and other sports, Punjabis are conspicuous in all these branches of public life. Given such favourable data, how do we explain the rapid decline of the Punjabi language?

We need to understand this in terms of both historical and contemporary contexts. With regard to the historical explanation, it is to be noted that Punjabi never attained the status of state language of a sovereign state at any point in time and remained the language of the common people. However, between the 16th and first half of the 19th century Punjabi culture flourished as the Sikh Gurus, Muslim sufis and the Hindu bhagtis ventilated their anti-establishment messages in a strong Punjabi idiom. However, when the only son of the soil, Maharaja Ranjit Singh (1799-1839), founded a kingdom in this region, official communications continued to be conducted in Persian.

After the annexation of Punjab by the British in 1849, they decided to introduce Urdu as the state language as it was already in use in other territories under British control. It was also felt that urban Punjabi was a close kin of Urdu and Hindi. This is, of course, true and there is no reason not to acknowledge this affinity. In any case, Punjabi never received the patronage of the state. The first modern Punjabi dictionary was produced in the mid-19th century by Christian missionaries based in Ludhiana.

The first half of the 20th century found the communal virus infecting Punjabi identity. Ironically, the first provocation came from the Sikhs, when Bhai Vir Singh (1872-1957) began to insist that the Punjabi language was the exclusive preserve of the Sikhs. Not surprisingly, both Hindus and Muslims who had strong cultural links with the rest of India began to assert that their "mother tongue" was Hindi and Urdu, respectively. Such communalisation culminated in the partition of India in 1947, which in reality was the partition of Punjab and Bengal. The partition of Punjab took place over the bodies of 800,000 to 1,000,000 Punjabis. The veteran Indian journalist Rajinder Puri captured the agony of the Punjabis in the following words:

"After partition the Punjabis disappeared. In West Punjab they became Pakistanis. In East Punjab they became Hindus and Sikhs. They also became Akalis and Congressmen, Arya Samajists and Jan Sanghis. Never Punjabis."

This was written in 1985. One can expand on this process of fission and say that the Pakistani Muslim Punjabis became Sunnis, Shias and Ahmadis, and from time to time one hears also about them becoming Saraiki-speakers and Potohari-speakers in opposition to the Lahori-speaking Punjabis, while in India, besides the Hindu-Sikh distinction, the Sikhs went on to distinguish themselves as Khalsas and other sects.

In Pakistani Punjab, Punjabi continued to be degraded as an inferior language, and if ever a case of self-inflicted cultural suicide, or rather genocide is to be taken up by the Security Council (under the UN Convention on Genocide cultural genocide is considered a major crime against humanity), it will be the sui generis mistreatment by the Punjabi ruling elites of Pakistan of their own mother tongue. The situation is better in Indian Punjab because Sikh identity is inseparable from the Punjabi language and Punjabi is the official language of that province, but Hindi and English are encroaching upon Punjabi as Sikh peasants become urban dwellers and develop unorthodox lifestyles.

In the next article we will review what can be done to restore Punjabi to its proper status among the living languages of the world. To fight the uphill battle for Punjabi we would need the help of all Punjabis.

source: http://www.apnaorg.com/articles/ishtiaq8/