Bihu Celebration in Bangalore

In case you are an Assamese living in Bangalore I would like to inform you about the Magh Bihu celebration that's being organized in Bangalore on 28th January 2006 by ABC Forum.

ABC Forum is a Association of Assamese people living in Bangalore and every year this forum organizes Bihu in Bangalore.

This year Bihu will be celebrated on 28th Jan. Noted Assamese singer Mr. Jitul Sonowal will be performing in this Bihu. Apart from that it will also have traditional Assamese games like Egg fight,Cock fight,tekeli bhanga,musical chair,spoon race etc along with bon fire.
A Souvenir magazine is also planned for the event. People interested in literature, layout planning who want to associated themselves with the magazine or want to> contribute their innovative write ups, please contact Dipu Bezbaruah--988041150 or Mousomi-9886123941 or Alom-9845383354.

There will be a cultural show performed by local talent before the guest artist performance.For taking part in cultural activities you can contact Ghononil-9342529466.
If you want to sponsor or know someone who may be interested in sponsoring and advertising then kindly contact Sopunjyoti Dutta-9886600648 or Khanindra Barman-9880077363.
For other related information you can contact> Bipul Deka-9845797161,Ankush Saikia-9342529437, Anamika-9845416504, Shadhin-9448111428

Also ABC Forum is looking for volunteers to help in the celebration. .If you are enthusiastic enough to actively join it and make the event a success then kindly sent a mail to maghbihu2006@abc-forum.org .For details you can visit visiting http://www.blogger.com/www.abc-forum.org .
So lets make this celebration a grand success.

If YOu want to ban night shifts for girls

Just a passing thought...............If you want to ban night shift for woman just because recent murder and rape of one BPO employee in Bangalore......... then tell me one thing what will you do if the man working in night shift are looted and murdered by som goons. What will you do then?Stop working in night shift? Then who will work in BPO industry.Instead of all these dont think it will be better if the bangalore police improve the security on the streets even on night?

I never understood

I never understood why I started writting Blogs knowing it very well that my skill with the words are very very limited.

I never understood why my colleague paly the same song everyday on his mobile and irritate me to death.

I never understood why I love only those girls who are not interested in me and not those who love me.

I never understood why I could talk to her for hours togather but still cant propose her.

I never understood why.................................................................

SHOCKING TELEGRAMS

TELEGRAM #1
A husband, while he is on a business trip to a hill station sends a
telegram to his wife: "I wish you were here."
The message received by wife:
"I wish you were her."
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TELEGRAM #2
A wife with near maturing pregnancy goes to railway station to return
to her husband. At the reservation counter, while her turn came, it was
the last ticket. Taking pity on a very old lady next to her in the
queue,she offered her berth to the old lady and sent a telegram to her
husband which reached as:
"Shall be coming tomorrow, heavy rush in the train, gave birth to an
old lady."
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TELEGRAM #3
A man from Agra went to Ajmer. His wife was in her parent's house in
Delhi.

When the man went to Ajmer, he asked his servant to send a telegram to
his wife indicating about his trip to Ajmer.
He sent a telegram. When the wife received the telegram, she fainted.
It was written: 'Sethji aaj mar gaye! (Sethji Ajmer gaye)...

Life is like a cup of coffee

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to
visit their old university lecturer. Conversation soon turned into
complaints about stress in work and life.
Offering his guests coffee, the lecturer went to the kitchen and
returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups:
porcelain, plastic, glass, some plain-looking and some expensive and
exquisite, telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.
When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the lecturer said:
"If you noticed, all the nice-looking, expensive cups were taken up,
leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you
to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your
problems and stress.
What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you
consciously went for the better cups and are eyeing each other's cups."
"Now, if Life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society
are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the
quality of Life doesn't change." "Sometimes, by concentrating only on
the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it."
So folks, don't let the cups drive you...enjoy the coffee instead.

All those unspoken words

The dead don't speak to me

But I can feel

Their unspoken words

A thought of love.

A tragedy

Nothing that seems

Real to me
How soon we forget our denial

But I can feel

The pain of time

A thought of being

So fragile

Nothing that seems

Timeless to me