Seeking a Rich husband…

Posted: November 1, 2011 in Words from the Heart
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‎”A Reply From CEO of J.P. Morgan To A Pretty Girl Seeking A Rich Husband”.. !

A young ‘n pretty lady posted this on a popular forum:

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Title: What Should I do to Marry A Rich Guy?
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I’m going to be honest of what I’m going to say here. I’m 25 this year. I’m very pretty, have style ‘n good taste. I wish to marry a guy with $500k annual salary or above.

You might say that I’m greedy, but an annual salary of $1M is considered only as middle class in New York.

My requirement is not high. Is there anyone in this forum who has an income of $500k annual salary? Are you all married?

I wanted to ask: what should I do to marry rich persons like you?

Among those I’ve dated, the richest is $250k annual income,’n it seems that this is my upper limit.

If someone is going to move into high cost residential area on the west of New York City Garden(?), $250k annual income is not enough.

I’m here humbly to ask a few questions:
1) Where do most rich bachelors hang out? (Please list down the names ‘n addresses of bars, restaurant, gym)
2) Which age group should I target?
3) Why most wives of the riches are only average-looking? I’ve met a few girls who don’t have looks ‘n are not interesting, but they are able to marry rich guys.
4) How do you decide who can be your wife, ‘n who can only be your girlfriend? (my target now is to get married)

Ms. Pretty

A Philosophical reply from CEO of J.P. Morgan:

Dear Ms. Pretty,
I have read your post with great interest. Guess there are lots of girls out there who have similar questions like yours. Please allow me to analyse your situation as a professional investor.

My annual income is more than $500k, which meets your requirement, so I hope
everyone believes that I’m not wasting time here.

From the standpoint of a business person, it is a bad decision to marry you. The answer is very simple, so let me explain.

Put the details aside, what you’re trying to do is an exchange of “beauty” ‘n “money” : Person A provides beauty,’n Person B pays for it, fair ‘n square.

However, there’s a deadly problem here, your beauty will fade, but my money will not be gone without any good reason. The fact is, my income might increase from year to year, but you can’t be prettier year after year.

Hence from the viewpoint of economics, I am an appreciation asset, ‘n you are a depreciation asset. It’s not just normal depreciation, but exponential depreciation. If that is your only asset, your value will be much worse 10 years later.

By the terms we use in Wall Street, every trading has a position, dating with you is also a “trading position”.
If the trade value dropped we will sell it ‘n it is not a good idea to keep it for long term – same goes with the marriage that you wanted. It might be cruel to say this, but in order to make a wiser decision any assets with great depreciation value will be sold or “leased”.

Anyone with over $500k annual income is not a fool; we would only date you, but will not marry you. I would advice that you forget looking for any clues to marry a rich guy. ‘n by the way, you could make yourself to become a rich person with $500k annual income.This has better chance than finding a rich fool.

Hope this reply helps. If you are interested in “leasing” services, do contact me.

signed,
J.P. Morgan CEO…

Bhaag bhaag Dk Bose

Posted: June 28, 2011 in Mindless Reads

daddy mujhse bola…
tu galti hai meri…
tujhpe zindgaani…
guilty hai meri…
saabun ki shakal mein…
beta tu to nikla keval jhaag..
jhaag… jhaag… bhaag…

bhaag bhaag… bhaag bhaag…
bhaag bhaag… bhaag bhaag…

Oh by God lag gayi…
kya se kya hua…
dekha to katora…
jaaga to kuan…
piddi jaisa chooha…
dum pakda to nikla kaala naag…
naag… naag…. bhaag…

bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK Bose DK bose
bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK bhaag…
bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK Bose DK bose
bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK bhaag…
abhi aayi abhi aayi abhi aayi abhi aayi
bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK bhaag…
bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK Bose DK bose
bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK bhaag… abhi aayi yay…

bhaag bhaag… bhaag bhaag…
bhaag bhaag…

hum to hain kabootar…
do pahiye ka ek scooter…
zindagi… jo dhakelo to chale…
arre, kismat ki hai kadki..
roti kapda aur ladki… teeno hi…
papad pelo to mile…
ye bheja garden hai
aur tension maali hai

mann ka taanpoora…
frustration mein chherre ek hi raag…
raag… raag… bhaag…

bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK Bose DK bose
bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK bhaag…
bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK Bose DK bose
bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK bhaag…
hey, abhi aayi abhi aayi abhi aayi bhi aayi
bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK bhaag…
bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK Bose DK bose abhi aayi yay…
daddy mujhse bola…
tu galti hai meri…
tujhpe zindgaani…
guilty hai meri…
saabun ki shakal mein…
beta tu to nikla keval jhaag..
jhaag… jhaag… bhaag…

bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK Bose DK bose
bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK bhaag…
bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK Bose DK bose
bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK bhaag…

abhi aayi abhi aayi abhi aayi bhi aayi
bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK bhaag…

bhaag bhaag DK Bose DK Bose DK bose
abhi aayi yay…

bhaag bhaag… bhaag bhaag…
bhaag bhaag… bhaag bhaag…


A student at Eagle Rock Junior High won first prize at the Greater Idaho Falls Science Fair, April 26. He was attempting to show how conditioned we have become to alarmists practicing junk science and spreading fear of everything in our environment.

In his project he urged people to sign a petition demanding strict control or total elimination of the chemical “dihydrogen monoxide.”

 And for plenty of good reasons, since:

1. it can cause excessive sweating and vomiting

2. it is a major component in acid rain

3. it can cause severe burns in its gaseous state

4. accidental inhalation can kill you

5. it contributes to erosion

6. it decreases effectiveness of automobile brakes

7. it has been found in tumors of terminal cancer patients

He asked 50 people if they supported a ban of the chemical.

Forty-three (43) said yes,

six (6) were undecided,

and only one (1) knew that the chemical was water.

 

 The title of his prize winning project was, “How Gullible Are We?”


I start this with a famous quote “Winners never quit” but then a brainy guy said “Its Better to Quit while you are at the top”. its not that I am not a Quitter but yup, I am sure loving it now.

Yup, You guessed it right. I have quit my job and it feels so good that I will be reporting to the new job within 13 days. The best part is that now since I have put down the papers, I can act like a bafoon here and still get away with it most of the time… Reason? “That bugger has quit. no use asking him to do anything”. who said that office life cannot be fun? Its one hell of a ball here.

Now, generally, when you quit, people advise you to keep it low. Reason is clear, NO PANGA AND YOU WONT END  UP NANGA.  I however beg to differ here. mind you If you are quitting, It is clear that you dont intend to work with your present organisation. you dont care about what your boss is saying cos you never cared anyways but had to do it since you were getting paid for it. You dont care about schedules as all you are working for, is yourself. so you can as well make it fun and get even with those were riding you for a while.

Right from day1, I (as an employee of Q.B.S.J) have been getting even with people who were till now up my arse. Unilateral Declarations have switched sides (obviously, I am my boss here). Timelines are strictly adhered to (i.e incoming and outgoing ). Projects are much more organised (refer the earlier line. I AM THE BOSS so this has to be). Dictatorship has been replaced with democracy (I, myself and my coleagues, who support me, are  the only voter). The office life has become far more unbiased (pun intended).

well, it was all fine till yesterday when i realised that i am getting a bad name here for being a dictator! Lol, Atleast they realised what a dictator is. You see, the relation of an employee with the company is just as good as his relation with his immediate superior. so if your boss is good, you love the office. if however, he is a Oaf, you have had it. and thats precisely why I was employed for 3.5 years before They decided to change him and I decided to call it shots! well, i called shots to the person rather than the office. buts thats an different story altogether.

coming back to the topic, the fun of quitting. The best part of quitting (and worst part of employment) is appraisals. generally, when you are apraised, your weaknesses are pointed out, you are reprimanded for every mistake and gory crimed you did. but after quitting, the whole scene changes, your seniors praise you al the time, you are the glitterball of the cubicle, no-one dares to raise an eyebrow at you, pointing fingers vanish and what not. you get those 30 seconds of fame almost everytime.

Everyday, your dept head will make it a point to praise you, even if you are doing nothing but doing shit.
You are talked to with outmost respect.
Your points regarding any topic are taken note of.
You are provided almost nil work and you relax your whole day searching internet for “what zulu tribes do at 2am -3am”.
Every second person you meet, exclaims “oh gosh you quit?.
A visit to the toilet is generally accompanied with astonished stares.
You can arrive late at work.
You can leave at any time (even leaving at 3 pm is considered late).
You can skip customer meetings and still get away with it.
The list goes on and on with your imagination being the only limit as to what can be done.

Frankly, This period is often interupted by a bugger (boss) who hands over some work to you. but frankly speeking, this period lasts less than 30 seconds and then you can return to your normal routine.Sometimes, The department head also drops in trying not too look suspicious (but you know it that he is) and praises you for your shitty design but who cares! I quit cos i wanted to. Most of the opinions dont matter to me now. The people whos opinions mattered are the ones who know why I have had to quit my job. And that is the whole point of it. I mean, I know that I am pulling the shots a bit too hard. I know that I wont be working with these (selected few) guys again. I know that this might be repeated again in future but I will prefer to get even rather than crib about not doing it later.

So if You stumbled upon this post by mistake, sorry for wasting your time. However, if you have quit and are open to sugestions, take this as a sugestion, GET EVEN.

Ps: DONT TRY THIS AT HOME!! WAIT TILL YOU REACH THE OFFICE ;p

amby valley ride jan 26 photos

Posted: January 27, 2011 in Uncategorized


We all have a destination. Some know what it is, Some don’t. I am shamelessly among the second types. My biking life started in my dreams wandering the landscapes of the the 

city, also known as Pune, I was always fascinated (and scared) about open 6 lane highways, wind in the hair (obviously via the helmet), Me cruising comfortably at whatever speeds my bike is comfortable, having chai at road side tapris looking at automated monsters speeding past. Aah, pure bliss. And oh boy, I loved my dreams. Soon, I got matured enough to stop dreaming and break free of the city limits. All I had to do now was to start living those dreams and start riding. So I got a helmet for myself, got a set of oversize cargo pants, a thick denim jacket. So now came the next big question, what destination?

                       I started with short rides to nearby places with friends. Then they grew up a bit and I stuck to the earlier maturity level. They went in cars while I preferred to have the wildlife in my hair. So I started riding (often solo) to whichever destination I wanted. I had always followed one rule in all my solo trips i.e. pick a random destination and start riding. However, soon I realized that not the destination that I used to look forward to, it was the fun I would have in the journey of reaching my destination. Soon, I was lapping 400 kms a day for rides. Then one fine day, or rather night, the inevitable happened. My bike broke down owing to my zeal of proving that the boffins at Honda are not good enough for me. I spent the whole night cursing myself for “attempting to modify my bike”. Finally, sanity prevailed and I realized the importance of group rides. Then I joined xbhp, and hence I matured. Rather I should say, my friends thought I went insane. And they were right; I was madly in love with my bike and the open road. So much that I used to go to Shirwal (about 75 kms away) just for the fun of highways. Coincidently, the destination that I had been looking forward to had a lot of highways. All I had heard was its awesome seafood, pristine beaches and breathtaking landscapes. Little did I know how these words actually feel like! And actually, it did not matter because for me, the journey was more important. I wish I knew this earlier, I would have probably packed for spending a lifetime here. Finally, I had found a destination that I liked more that the route I took to reach there. Or rather I should say, I have found a destination which is worth more than the destinations that I had ever ridden to. Yup that’s GOA. A place where I believed that I would get to ride on the beaches. Me, my bike and the pristine beaches, in perfect harmony. 

                    GOA in my mind tingled when I saw the movie “DIL CHAHTA HAI“. Since then, Goa was on my “To Be Done” list as a big word taking up as much as a compete page. Every occasion which I could seize, I planned for this place, but something inevitable would come up and the next time would be set as the book-mark.. I could be hence forgiven for the excitement when I decided that this year, I will go there at any cost. Infect, I was so excited that since the second week of November, I had been putting mails to my seniors regarding my absence,

                   Face book was put up with messages of “ride to Goa at year end, anyone interested?” and all the replies I got was “bobby, forget Goa, let’s go to “Stone water grill, KP”. Finally, frustrated but not defeated, I decide. I will go there. ALONE…

             But luckily, xbhp came to the rescue. started with Beruoist breaking the news of a tentative ride on pune thread. soon followed by the unbearable wait for replies, and finally fulfilled with the fulfillment of the ride. but, the these four days are also the ones that have been the cause of all the troubles for many days to come. We had all sorts of experiences, the quick blast through the landscapes at 100 kmph, the chilling offroading session later, lost track of where we were, got back on track, had a laid-back day at the beach, session on photography, one of us chased another “one of us” with a long knife, someone got (apparently) dumped, someone got high on tomato sauce, and someone stared at bums just a feet away from his face, and someone got lost on the beaches and has not reported to work ever since. some of the best memories that can be faintly depicted in colors are these….

Usefull Automotive links

Posted: January 13, 2011 in Uncategorized

for oxygen sensor:-

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