Solar-Powered Plane on Its First ” Round-The-World ” Flight !!!!

Solar-powered plane begins first round-the-world flight

Swiss plane Solar Impulse 2 landed Monday in Muscat, Oman, the first stopover in the attempt to fly around the world powered by the sun alone. Follow the flight.

Image credit: solarimpulse.com

Image credit: solarimpulse.com

A Swiss plane called Solar Impulse 2 took off from Abu Dhabi, United Arab Emirates Monday morning (March 9, 2015) and later landed at its first stopover in Muscat, Oman. Solar Impulse 2 is the first plane to attempt to fly around the world without a drop of fuel, powered by the sun alone.

Solar Impulse founder Andre Borschberg was the pilot Monday morning at take-off. Borschberg will trade piloting with Solar Impulse co-founder Bertrand Piccard during stop-overs on the months-long journey, expected to end in late July or early August.

You can track the plane’s progress on the Solar Impulse website.

You can also follow Solar Impulse on Twitter or FlightRadar 24.

 

The solar-powered plane Solar Impluse 2 lands at the Al-Bateen airport in Emirati capital Abu Dhabi on March 2, 2015.

The solar-powered plane Solar Impluse 2 lands at the Al-Bateen airport in Emirati capital Abu Dhabi on March 2, 2015.

The Solar Impulse 2 is made of carbon fiber and has 17,248 solar cells built into the plane’s 236-foot (72-meter) wingspan. The solar cells recharge four lithium polymer batteries. Solar Impulse’s wingspan is larger than that of the Boeing 747, but the plane weighs only around 5,070 pounds (2300 kg) – about as much as a minivan.

On Tuesday, the plane will head for Ahmedabad, India, and after India, to China and Myanmar. The next leg is across the Pacific to land in Hawaii. Then it will head to Phoenix, Arizona, and New York City. The path across the Atlantic will depend on the weather and could include a stop in southern Europe or Morocco before ending in Abu Dhabi.

SOURCE::::: http://www.earthskynews.org

Natarajan

Joke of the Day…. ” Change Your Course…” !!!

What did the Pacific Ocean say to the Atlantic Ocean?

Nothing; It just waved. !!!!

…………………………………….

Through the pitch-black night, the captain sees a light dead ahead on a collision course with his ship. He sends a signal: “Change your course 10 degree east.”

The light signals back: “Change yours, 10 degrees west.”

Angry, the captain sends: “I’m a navy captain! Change your course, sir!”

“I’m a seaman, second class,” comes the reply. “Change your course, sir.”

Now the captain is furious. “I’m a battleship! I’m not changing course!”

There is one last reply. “I’m a lighthouse. Your call.” !!!

SOURCE::::: http://www.joke a day.com

Natarajan

Message For the Day… ” He Who Realises Divine Verily Becomes Divine …”

The Divine is the base, and also the superstructure. The beads are many, but the interconnecting, integrating string of the rosary is one. So also for the entire world of living beings; God, the permanent, omnipresent Parabrahman, is the base. The scriptures proclaim, “He who realises Divine verily becomes Divine (Brahmavid Brahmaiva Bhavathi)”. The bubble born of water floats in it and bursts to become one with it. All the visible objective worlds are like bubbles emanating from the vast ocean of Divinity, Brahman. They are on the water and are sustained by water. How else can they arise and exist? Finally, they merge and disappear in water itself. For their origination, subsistence, and mergence, they depend only on water. Water is the basis; bubbles are delusive forms of the same imposed on it.

Sathya Sai Baba

Meet the Cute Little Sleeping Beauties … !!!

s there anything cuter than a sleeping newborn baby? Yes. Ten of them!

Baby photographer Sandi Ford has shared some images from her recent photo shoots to celebrate the arrival of spring and Mother’s Day.

In the heart-warming collection of pictures the babies are captured snoozing peacefully on super soft rugs and blankets.

Sandi runs her company Bumps, Babes and Beyond Photography from a studio in Ealing, West London, where she adds dainty accessories to the dozing newborns she shoots, some of whom are just a few days old.

Baby photographer Sandi Ford has shared some images from her recent photo shoots to celebrate the arrival of spring and Mother's Day

In the heart-warming collection of pictures the babies are captured snoozing peacefully on super soft rugs and blankets

In the heart-warming collection of pictures the babies are captured snoozing peacefully on super soft rugs and blankets

The photographer is a fan of natural light and says she likes to focus on the little details, fragility and tenderness of a newborn baby and encourage parents to use props and personal or sentimental items to provide a unique and personal touch to the pictures.

Sandi has three young children herself which she says helps her know how to get giggles from older children and how to soothe and relax a new arrival.

As well as newborns Sandi, whose work has appeared in Vogue and on Netmums.com, loves maternity shoots saying: ‘Pregnancy is such an amazing time in a woman’s life and we love to celebrate your beautiful body!’

See more of her work at www.bumpsbabesandbeyond.com

Sandi runs her company Bumps, Babes and Beyond Photography from a studio in Ealing, West London

The photographer adds dainty accessories like this floral headband to the dozing newborns she shoots

Many of her subjects are just a few days old and so spend a lot of their time sleeping

Sandi uses both natural and studio light and says she likes to focus on the little details, fragility and tenderness of a newborn baby

She says having three young children herself helps her know how to get giggles from older children and how to soothe and relax a new arrival

She encourages parents to use props and personal or sentimental items to provide a unique and personal touch to the pictures

Sandi's work has appeared in Vogue and on Netmums.com

SOURCE::::: TONI JONES FOR MAILONLINE  in http://www.dailymail.uk.com

Natarajan

 

 

 

 

 

Meet The Man Who Posted Himself From London to Perth in a Wooden Box…!!!

When Australian Reg Spiers found himself penniless in London without enough money for a plane ticket home to Adelaide, he decided to post himself back in a wooden box.

Spiers, now 73, lives in Adelaide with his new partner and he remains close friends with the McSorley family

Spiers, now 73, lives in Adelaide with his new partner and two dogs and he remains close friends with the McSorley family.

It was 1964, and the 22-year-old champion javelin thrower was in Britain, desperate to get back to Australia for his daughter’s birthday and to see his wife.

He showed up out of the blue at the East London flat of his close friend – English javelin thrower John McSorley – and presented him with his problem.

Too impatient to work and save up the money for a plane ticket, together Spiers and McSorley hatched a harebrained scheme to build a timber box and send Spiers back to his home country via air freight.

  

Reg Spiers (left, in the 1960s) posted himself from London to Perth in a wooden box (replica pictured right)

Miraculously he survived the 63-hour journey across three continents inside the 1.52m by 91cm by 76 cm box

Miraculously he survived the 63-hour journey across three continents inside the 1.52m by 91cm by 76 cm box

What followed was a nightmarish 63-hour journey across three continents in which he was delayed in fog for 24 hours, dropped from a forklift and almost suffered dehydration after being left on a scorching tarmac in Bombay, India.

But Spiers survived, and went on to live an extraordinary life in which he travelled the world with his lover, assumed false identities and smuggled narcotics for international drug syndicates.

His sensational life has been documented in a book by McSorley’s wife and son, Julie and Marcus McSorley, titled Out Of The Box: The Highs And Lows Of A Champion Smuggler.

The specifics of Spiers’ crazy plan to post himself from London to Perth were decided over drinks at Twickenham’s Crown pub in October 1964.

The largest box they were allowed to send measured five feet by three feet by two feet six inches (1.52m by 91cm by 76 cm).

They decided they would label the box ‘plastic emulsion’, to be sent from a fake British chemical company to a fake shoe company in Perth.

A ‘Mr Graham’ was listed as the cash-on-delivery recipient – but because no one would ever collect it the money would never be paid and Spiers’ trip would be free.

McSorley built the box inside his flat over a series of late nights, with a number of specifications including side straps and a belt to hold Spiers in place when the box was loaded onto aircraft.

The timber box also opened at both ends, so Spiers could get out and walk around the cargo once the plane was in the air.

Spiers had worked in a cargo shipping section of an airport, so had some inside knowledge about what could be shipped without drawing undue notice from customs and other officials.

He was also incredibly lucky. By the 1960s, the cargo holds of many commercial airliners were pressurised and heated, to protect goods being shipped. This meant Spiers was able to breathe inside the plane while the air outside became too thin as the plane gained altitude, and he did not freeze to death.

Spiers didn’t eat for a week in preparation for his journey, in order to slow his bodily functions down.

He packed a small bag with essential belongings such as his passport, and food and drink including a bottle of fruit juice, two tins of spaghetti, a packet of biscuits, a bar of chocolate and a tube of fruit gums.

On Saturday October 17 1964, McSorley and two friends loaded the box containing Spiers onto a van and drove it to the terminal at Heathrow Airport.

A clerk weighed the box and McSorley handed him his freight forms, before giving the box a quick pat and disappearing into the airport crowd hoping for the best.

Unfortunately for Spiers the journey did not begin well. A thick fog descended on the airport delaying all flights for more than 24 hours.

According to the watch he kept with him it was more than 28 hours before his box was transported to an airplane for the first leg of the trip – a short flight to Paris.

The timber box also opened at both ends, so Spiers could get out and walk around the cargo once the plane was in the air

The timber box also opened at both ends, so Spiers could get out and walk around the cargo once the plane was in the air

Spiers survived the first part of his journey relatively easily – he managed to eat some food and relieve himself in a spare plastic bottle he had brought with him.

The second leg of the journey was from Paris to Bombay.

He was able to get out of the box and move around, but sleeping inside the crate was problematic.

Spiers could only stretch his legs if he was sitting up straight, and could only lie down if his legs were bent.

About 37 hours since he was first dropped off at Heathrow, the plane made its descent into Bombay.

The Indian airport staff that unloaded the aircraft upended his crate as they placed it on the tarmac leaving him dangling upside down from the box’s straps.

He was also precariously balancing a spaghetti can filled with urine, which he had been forced to use after filling the only plastic bottle he packed.

Spiers was left on the scorching tarmac for hours while the Indian ground staff ate their lunch and did other jobs.

He was able to unhook himself from his straps and sit upright in the box, but sunlight streaming through cracks in the wood turned the box into a sauna, and before long he was forced to strip off all his sweat-drenched clothes.

The story was the subject of a media circus after Spiers forgot to contact his friend McSorley back in London to let him know he arrived in Australia safely. Pictured is a cameraman with the box Spiers travelled in
The story was the subject of a media circus after Spiers forgot to contact his friend McSorley back in London to let him know he arrived in Australia safely. Pictured is a cameraman with the box Spiers travelled in

 

Nearing dehydration, Spiers contemplated turning himself in, wary that the press would ‘have a field day’ if a mysterious naked man emerged from a wooden box on the tarmac in Bombay.

But after a number of hours relief came for Spiers when a vehicle arrived to move his box, driving him out of direct sunlight and onto the aircraft that would take him on the final leg of his journey.

The flight was supposed to travel directly from Bombay to Perth but made a fuel stop in Singapore

It continued on its journey and after 63 hours and almost 21,000 km Spiers arrived exhausted – but miraculously alive – at Perth Airport.

His box was offloaded into a freight shed and he managed to escape when airport workers left to take a smoke break.

He sneaked along a series of warehouses towards the airport terminal, before blending in with a group of passengers disembarking an Ansett plane that had just touched down.

Spiers used his passport to clear immigration and walk out of the airport like a regular traveller.

From Perth he hitchhiked his way across the Nullarbor before meeting a priest who shouted him a train trip to Adelaide.

The story was the subject of a media circus after Spiers forgot to contact his friend McSorley back in London to let him know he arrived in Australia safely.

Panicked, McSorley called a journalist he knew at a British newspaper asking for help to track him down.

The journalist called a correspondent based in Adelaide, and from there the story was picked up by media all over the world – so much so that the airline Spiers had sneaked onto was pressured into allowing Spiers to fly for free.

McSorley’s son Marcus McSorley – who co-wrote the book detailing his extraordinary feat – said the journey was ‘just the beginning’ of Spiers’ sensational life.

‘After the box incident Reg went on to smuggle a different kind of substance,’ Mr McSorley told Daily Mail Australia.

‘He went onto assume three different identities, was wanted in three different continents, he went on the run with his lover and was sentenced to death in Sri Lanka as a Frenchman.

‘The guy’s lived quite a life.’

In 1981 Spiers and his lover – known under the pseudonym ‘Annie’ in the book – were among a syndicate to be arrested and charged in Australia over a plot to smuggle $1.2 million worth of hashish into the country from India.

But while out on bail the couple fled to India.

They lived very much a Bonnie and Clyde lifestyle,’ Mr McSorley said.

‘On the run there they had to make money somehow and Reg was caught again in Bombay in 1983.’

Police in India alleged he and Annie tried to smuggle hashish back to Australia by attaching it to the bottom of a boat.

The couple spent time in separate Bombay prisons, but when they were out on bail they fled the country.

Spiers was arrested for drug smuggling a third time in Sri Lanka in 1984, over a plot to smuggle heroin to Amsterdam. At the time he was travelling using a French passport.

He was sentenced to death, but had his conviction overturned.

In 1987 he was transported back to Adelaide by Australian authorities where he served more than three years in Yatala, Mobilong, and Cadell prisons for the offences he was charged with back in 1981.

In 1994, Annie turned herself into an Australian embassy in Germany and was extradited home.

She was sentenced to six months in jail after a judge found that she committed her crimes due to ‘an infatuation, bordering on obsession,’ for Spiers.

Annie visited him in Adelaide after she was released, but after almost nine years apart the pair did not rekindle their romance.

Spiers and his first wife stayed married for several years after he risked his life to get back to her in the air freight box in 1964, but they separated after having a second daughter.

In 2012, Spiers appeared in court charged with cultivating and trafficking a commercial quantity of cannabis and illegal possession of a revolver.

In 2013, all charges against him were dropped in the Port Adelaide Magistrates Court after prosecutors tendered no evidence.

‘Reg has such charisma and an aura about him whereby he can make anything happen,’ Mr McSorley said.

‘He makes you feel totally alive when you’re around him.

‘Given all he’s done he’s got a lot of great attributes.’

For more details on Spiers’ extraordinary life, read Out Of The Box: The Highs And Lows Of A Champion Smuggler.

Spiers, now 73, lives in Adelaide with his new partner and he remains close friends with the McSorley family

TIMELINE OF REG SPIERS’ EXTRAORDINARY  LIFE

1964: Spiers travels from London to Perth in a wooden air freight box via Paris, Bombay and Singapore.

1981: Spiers is arrested in Australia over a plot to smuggle $1.2 million worth of hashish into the country from India.

He and his ‘lover’ Annie flee the country to India while out on bail.

1983: Spiers is arrested in Bombay and accused of trying to smuggle hashish back to Australia by attaching it to the bottom of a boat.

The couple flee the country again while out on bail.

1984: Spiers is arrested for drug smuggling in Sri Lanka, over a plot to smuggle heroin to Amsterdam. At the time he was travelling using a French passport.

He was sentenced to death, but had his conviction overturned.

1987: Spiers is transported back to Adelaide by Australian authorities. He serves more than three years in Yatala, Mobilong, and Cadell prisons for the offences he was charged with back in 1981.

1994: Annie turns herself into an Australian embassy in Germany and is extradited home.

She serves a six-month prison sentence.

2012: Spiers appears in an Adelaide court charged with cultivating and trafficking a commercial quantity of cannabis and illegal possession of a revolver.

2013: All charges against Spiers are dropped in the Port Adelaide Magistrates Court after prosecutors tender no evidence.

Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2987568/The-man-posted-London-Perth-wooden-BOX-went-escape-death-sentence-Sri-Lanka-smuggling-heroin-lives-quiet-life-Adelaide-two-dogs.html#ixzz3TyvBN6tt

SOURCE:::: SARAH MICHAEL in www. dailymail.co.uk

Natarajan

“நீ அஞ்சாம் க்லாஸ் படிச்சியா… ? “

தாத்தா, மாடு எனக்கு தறியா?

KVK சாஸ்திரியை வளவனூரில் தெரியாதவரே கிடையாது. ஓய்வு ஊதியம் பெற்று அங்கே சொந்தமான வீடு, நிலம், மாடு, மனை என்று அடுக்கிக்கொண்டே போகலாம். அந்தக் காலத்திலே Rs 136/- பென்ஷன் ரொம்ப பெரிய தொகை. மூன்று கட்டு வீடு, இரு பிள்ளைகள. ஒருவன் வருமான வரி இலாகாவில் பணி. இன்னொருவர் ஏன் அக்காவின் கணவர், அப்பாவின் சொத்தே போதும் என்று அவரும் ஒய்வு பெற்று விட்டார். அவருக்கு ஒரு பிள்ளை, ஒரு பெண். வீட்டிலே வருவோரும், போவோருமாக ஒரு பெரிய ராஜ சமஸ்தனமாகவே இருக்கும். சிவ பூஜா விதிகளில் தேர்ச்சி பெற்றவர்.

ஒரு சமயம் பெரியவா, விழுப்புரத்தருகே உள்ளே எல்லீஸ் சத்திரம் என்ற ஊரில் கேம்ப். அன்று பிரதோஷம். சிறிய கிராமமானதால் கூட்டம் அதிகம் இல்லை. நான், ஏன் அக்கா, கே.வி.கே. சாஸ்திரி, அக்காவின் பையன் வித்யா சங்கர் பிரதோஷ பூஜைக்கு சென்றிருந்தோம். வழக்கம் போல பெரியவா, ருத்ராக்ஷம் முதலியவைகளை அணிந்து நேரே கைலாசத்திலிருந்து இறங்கி வந்த பரமேஸ்வரனைப் போல காட்சி. அனைவருக்கும் தரிசனம் ஆயிற்று.உத்தரவு பெற்று வீடு திரும்பலாம் என்று நாங்கள் பெரியவா உட்கார்ந்திருந்த கீத்து கொட்டகையில் நுழைந்தோம்.

“கிருஷ்ணசுவாமி, எப்படி இருக்கே?” ஏகாதசி புராணம் எல்லாம் நன்னா நடக்கிறதா?” என்றார் பெரியவா.

நாங்கள் அனைவரும் நமஸ்கரித்தோம். சிறுவன் போட்டனே ஒரு கேள்வி.

“பெரியவாளைப் பார்த்து “தாத்தா, நீ வெச்சிண்டு இருக்கேயே மாடு அது எனக்கு தறியா” என்றான்.

உடனே ஏன் சகோதரி, “அப்படி பேசப்படாது” என்று பிள்ளையை இழுக்க, பெரியவா கருணையுடன், “உனக்கு அந்த மாடு வேணுமா? தரேன் – ஆனா ஒரு கண்டிஷன்” என்றார்.

“நீ இப்போ என்ன படிக்கற?” என்று வினவினார்.

“மூணாம் கிளாஸ்” என்று உடனே பதில் வந்தது.

பெரியவா உடனே, “நீ ஐந்தாம் கிளாஸ் படித்திவிட்டு வா, நான் உனக்கு மாடு தருகிறேன்” என்றார்.

நாங்கள் ஸ்தம்பித்து நிற்கும் நிலையில் சங்கர் பெரியவாளை பார்த்து “சத்தியமாக?” என்று கேட்டான்.

பெரியவா, “குழந்தாய் நான் சொன்னா வார்த்தையை தவற மாட்டேன். நீ போய்விட்டு வா” என்று சிரித்துக்கொண்டே பிரசாதம் வழங்கினார்.

இரண்டு மூன்று வருடங்கள் ஓடி விட்டது. இப்போது சங்கர் ஆறாம் வகுப்பில் போர்ட் ஹைஸ்கூலில் படிக்கிறான். அப்போது பெரியவா மறுபடியும் வளவனூருக்கே வந்திருந்துந்தார். பெரியவாளை தரிசிக்க சென்றோம். வழக்கம்போல் குசலப்ப்ரச்னம் ஆன பிறகு, பெரியவா புன்முறுவல் பூத்தார். அதன் காரணம் எங்களுக்குப் புரியவில்லை.

திடீரென சங்கர் எல்லீஸ் சத்திர உரையாடலை ஞாபகப்படுத்தி, “இப்போது நான் ஆறாம் கிளாஸ் படிக்கிறேன். எனக்கு மாடு வேணும்” என்று கேட்டான். பெரியவா அதிர்ச்சி அடைந்தா மாதிரி பாவனையுடனே “என்ன படிக்கிற ஆறாம் கிளாஸா?” என்று கேட்டார்.

“ஆமாம்”

“அது சரி, அப்போ நான் என்ன சொன்னேன்?”

“அஞ்சாம் கிளாஸ் படித்துவிட்டு வந்தால் மாடு தறேன் என்று சொன்னேள். இப்போ நான் ஆறாம் கிளாஸ் படிக்கிறேன்” என்று நிறுத்தினான். நாங்கள் பயந்து விட்டோம்.

பெரியவா தொடர்ந்தார், “மறுபடியும் நான் என்ன சொன்னேன்?”

“அஞ்சாம் கிளாஸ் படித்து விட்டு வந்தால்…”

“நீ அஞ்சாம் கிளாஸ் படிச்சியா?”, பெரியவா கேட்டார்.

“எங்கம்மா எனக்கு டியூஷன் வெச்சு நாலாம் கிளாஸிலிருந்து ஆறாம் கிளாஸில் சேத்துட்டா, அப்போ நான் அஞ்சாம் கிளாஸ் படிச்சா மாதிரிதானே?”

“நீ அஞ்சாம் கிளாஸ் படிச்சுட்டு வந்தா நான் மாடு தரேன்னு சொன்னேன். நீ படிக்கலே. அதனாலே மாடு உம்மாச்சி கிட்டயே இருக்கும்” என்று கற்கண்டு பிரசாதம் குடுத்தார். மறுப்பு ஏதும் சொல்லாமல் “நீங்க சொல்வது சரி” என்று சங்கர் வீடு திரும்பினான்.

என்றோ நடக்க கூடிய ஒன்றை முன்னறிந்து கூறும் மஹா பெரியவா தீர்க்கதர்சி தானே?

SOURCE::::: http://www.periva.proboards.com

Natarajan

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” அடிக்’கடி’ படித்து சிரிக்க ….!!! … ‘கடி’ ஜோக் …!!!

” கடவுளும், மனைவியும் ஒன்று தெரியமா”?..!!!

” அது எப்படிடா”?…

” இரண்டு பேருமே நாம் சொல்வதை எல்லாம் கேட்பார்கள். ஆனால் அவர்கள் இஷ்டப்படி தான் நடப்பார்கள்”!!… 

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என்னய்யா இது?….
வாட்ச்மேனைக் கூட்டிட்டு வந்து
லோன் வேணும்னு கேக்கிறே?”
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“”செக்யூரிட்டியோட வந்தா

“லோன்” தரேன்னு நீங்கதானே சொன்னீங்க” 

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வெளியூர்காரர் ஒரு வீட்டின் காலிங் பெல்லை அழுத்தினார். ஒரு வாண்டு கதவை திறந்து எட்டி பார்த்தான்.
” அப்பா இருக்காரா…?”
“இல்ல… வெளியூர் போயிருக்கார்…”
” அப்போ, வீட்டுல பெரியவங்க, தாத்தா, பாட்டி, இருக்காங்களா..?”
“அவங்க சித்தப்பா வீட்டுக்கு போயிட்டாங்க…”

“அண்ணனையாவது கூப்பிடு…”
” அண்ணன் கிரிக்கெட் விளையாட போயிருக்கான்.”
“சரிப்பா.. அம்மாவையாவது கூப்பிடு…”
” அம்மா கோயிலுக்கு போயிருக்காங்க…”
வந்தவர் கடுப்பேறி…. நீ மட்டும் ஏன் இருக்கே…? நீயும் எங்கேயாவது போகவேண்டியதுதானே…?’
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“ஆமா…. நானும் என் ப்ரெண்ட் வீட்டுக்குத்தான் வந்திருக்கேன்… 

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ஹலோ.. சத்தமா பேசுங்க,
கிணத்துக்குள்ளே இருந்து பேசற மாதிரி கேட்குது!”
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“அங்கிருந்துதான்டி பேசறேன், வந்து காப்பாத்து…” 

 

SOURCE::::: Input from a friend of mine

Natarajan

 

 

Just For Laugh … ” Laila …Laila …” !!!

A man visits a mental hospital. He sees a patient with torn clothes and

unkempt hair shouting ” Laila, Laila “.

He asks the assistant about the reason for his behavior.

Asst. says the patient used to love a girl called Laila, but couldn’t marry her.

So he became mad.

The man visits the next ward.

There also he sees another patient with torn clothes and unkempt hair shouting “Laila , Laila “.

The man looks at the assistant.

The assistant says

“This one….. MARRIED Laila” !!!!!

SOURCE:::: input from a friend of mine

Natarajan

Just For Laugh…” Seven -Ten Cap …” !!!

A blonde lady goes into an auto parts store and asks for a seven-ten cap.
All the clerks look at each other, and one says, “What’s a seven-ten cap?”
She says, “You know, it’s right on the engine. Mine got lost and some how and I need a new one.”
“What kind of a car is it on?” the clerk asked.
“It’s a Toyota.”
“Okay lady, how big is it?”
She makes a circle with her hands about 3 1/2 inches in diameter.
The clerk asks, “What does it do?”
“I don’t know, but its always been there.”
By now, the manager has come over. He hands the lady a note pad and asks her if she could draw a picture of it. The customer carefully draws a circle about 3 1/2 inches in diameter. In the center she writes “710.”
The guys behind the counter, who are looking at the drawing upside down, can barely control their laughter as the boss walks to a shelf, grabs an OIL cap and puts in on the counter.
“That’s it!” the lady says. “How much?”
“It’s on the house,” the manager replied. “Please come back often. You have no idea how entertaining it was waiting on you.”

SOURCE:::: http://www.silicon india.com

Natarajan

Pamban Bridge… A Fascinating One !!!

 

Pamban Bridge (named after the place at one end) lies between Indian main land
and Rameswaram island. It was the longest sea bridge for almost a century in India
(built in 1914) until Worli – Bandra sea bridge was built in Mumbai a few years ago.
Now it is the second.

Besides this, it is also a cantilever bridge that opens up in the middle to allow
ships to pass by like the Tower Bridge in London.

It was damaged in a cyclone in 1964 and was restored in just 46 days by E Sreedharan
the father of Delhi Metro.That cyclone had however damaged the link from Pamban to
Dhanuskodi town that vanished in the cyclone, thereby cutting the rail link between India
and Sri Lanka. Along with it went away the name Boat Mail for Madras – Dhanuskodi train.
Boat mail ? yes, because from Dhanuskodi, the passengers used to take a ferry to
Thalaimannar in Sri Lanka and continued their onward train journey all the way to Colombo.
Since the Madras train connected to a boat at the end of the journey, it was called
Boat Mail. This train was also known as Indo Ceylon Express in very early days.
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SOURCE:::: iNPUT FROM A FRIEND OF MINE
Natarajan