Known Turf: The incomprehensible and the uncomprehending

in response to a very well expressed thought by annie (do take out time to read)

Known Turf: The incomprehensible and the uncomprehending

I think...............

Dear Annie

Very well written, I agree and disagree with you at some levels. Here is where I disagree. Reading your post and reading the comments I get a feeling that none of your dear ones have been lost to this battle, respectively. well cross fingers , knock on wood and everything do else that can possibly keep my loved ones safe, neither have I. but there are always more than one seats in a situatrion and i disagree with you when I sit in a few of these seats. on a few feats i feel helpless, and a few others I feel very powerful.

Yes indeed thank god you don’t have close friends in Kashmir or Guwahati. Because If their plan is to do something memorable, it is. For those who have survived such an encounter, or worse still have lost someone they loved in it. For them it is not the cricket match cancellation that is important. It is the nightmares that haunt them after. They lose the desire to be able to get all dressed up, step out of their house, catch a train, walk into a café, chat with friends, make plans, talk about books, watch a good play. Because every time they do they wish that their lost one had not on 6^th December 92 and every other horrible date after that. I think that is because our leadership is so neutered that time and time again, the mumbaikar spirit/ resilience of indians, has been raped. And instead of celebrating the martyrdom by retaliating 9/11 style or like the Israelis did after the Munich Olympics massacre, so that the aggrieved can find closure. We have moved on….done nothing….to make it memorable in the minds of these terrorists.

If you saw the movie a Wednesday. I think it high time we make a Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday & Sunday and by January this problem will be over once and for all.

Regds

Diwakar Sinha

something to make you chuckle.....

Thanks to Balaji ....sent by email

My wife sat down on the couch next to me as I was flipping channels. She asked, 'What's on TV?'

I said, 'Dust.'

And then the fight started.

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My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary.

She said, 'I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds.'

I bought her a set of scales.

And then the fight started.

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When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her someplace expensive... so, I took her to a gas station...

And then the fight started.....

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After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's license to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.

The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'. So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair.

She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application.

When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office.

She said, 'you should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too.'

And then the fight started...

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My wife and I were sitting at a table at her high school reunion, and she kept staring at a drunken man swigging his drink as he sat alone at a nearby table.

I asked, 'Do you know him?'

'Yes,' she sighed, 'he's my old boyfriend. I understand he took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear he hasn't been sober since.'

'My God!' says I, 'who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?'

And then the fight started...