Our Weekness is Our Strength

A 10-year-old boy decided to study judo despite the fact that he had lost his left arm in a devastating car accident.
The boy began lessons with an old Japanese judo master. The boy was doing well, so he couldn’t understand why, after three months of training the master had taught him only one move.

“Sensei,”(Teacher in Japanese) the boy finally said, “Shouldn’t I be learning more moves?””This is the only move you know, but this is the only move you’ll ever need to know,” the sensei replied.

Not quite understanding, but believing in his teacher, the boy kept training. Several months later, the sensei took the boy to his first tournament.

Surprising himself, the boy easily won his first two matches. The third match proved to be more difficult, but after some time, his opponent became impatient and charged; the boy deftly used his one move to win the match. Still amazed by his success, the boy was now in the finals.
This time, his opponent was bigger, stronger, and more experienced. For a
while, the boy   appeared to be overmatched. Concerned that the boy might
get hurt, the referee called a time-out.
He was about to stop the match when the sensei intervened. “No,” the sensei insisted, “Let him continue.” Soon after the match resumed, his opponent made a critical mistake: he dropped his guard. Instantly, the boy used his move to pin him. The boy had won the match and the tournament.

He was the champion. On the way home, the boy and sensei reviewed every move in each and every match.

Then the boy summoned the courage to ask what was really on his mind.
“Sensei, how did I win the tournament with only one move?”

“You won for two reasons,” the sensei answered.”First,you’ve almost mastered one of the most difficult throws in all of judo. And second, the only known defense for that move is for your opponent to grab your left arm.” The boy’s biggest weakness had become his biggest strength.


Sometimes we feel that we have certain weaknesses and we blame God, the circumstances or ourselves for it but we never know that our weaknesses can become our strengths one day. Each of us is special and important, so never think you have any weakness, never think of pride or pain, just live your life to its fullest and extract the best out of it!”


Trip to munnar

Last weekend i had been to munnar with few of my friends. Without boring you all with a big description of what i did,  I would share the photos.. 🙂
All i can say is, it’s an amaznig place with an amazing scenic beauty.

Here are the pics :


The Kite Runner

A week back i completed reading “The Kite Runner” by Khalid Hosseini. It’s a good read. a beautifully crafted novel which speaks about friendship, love, betrayal,patriotism,terrorism and most important of all Redemption. It speaks abt the Afghan culture, what it was and what it is now..

Death of Steve Irwin

Steve Irwin, the Australian TV presenter known as the “Crocodile Hunter,” has died after being stung in a marine accident off Australia’s north coas

Visit Here for more details…


A shot Story

Three women die together in an accident and go to heaven.

When they get there, St. Peter says, “We only have one rule here in
heaven: don’t step on the ducks!”

So they enter heaven, and sure enough, there are ducks all over the place.
It is almost impossible not to step on a duck, and although they try their
best to avoid them, the first woman accidentally steps on one.

Along comes St. Peter with the ugliest man she ever saw.

St. Peter chains them together and says, “Your punishment for stepping on
a duck is to spend eternity chained to this ugly man!”

The next day, the second woman steps accidentally on a duck and along
comes St. Peter, who doesn’t miss a thing. With him is another extremely
ugly man. He chains them together with the same admonishment as for the
first woman.

The third woman has observed all this and, not wanting to be chained for
all eternity to an ugly man, is very, VERY careful where she steps.

She manages to go months without stepping on any ducks, but one day St.
Peter comes up to her with the most handsome man she has ever laid eyes on
… very tall, long eyelashes, muscular, and thin.

St. Peter chains them together without saying a word.

The happy woman says, “I wonder what I did to deserve being chained to you
for all of eternity?”

The guy says, “I don’t know about you, but I stepped on a duck!”

A Nice message..


 The first day of school our professor introduced himself and
 challenged us to get to know someone we didn’t already know. I stood
 up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.

 I turned round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me
 with a smile that lit up her entire being.

 She said, “Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I’m eighty-seven years old.
 Can I give you a hug?”

 I laughed and enthusiastically responded, “Of course you may!” and she
 gave me a giant squeeze.

 “Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?” I asked.

 She jokingly replied, “I’m here to meet a rich husband, get married,
 and have a couple of kids…”

 “No seriously,” I asked. I w as curious what may have motivated her to
 be taking on this challenge at her age.

 “I always dreamed of having a college education and now I’m getting one!”
 she told me.

 After class we walked to the student union building and shared a
 chocolate milkshake.

 We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we
 would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized
 listening to this “time machine” as she shared her wisdom and
 experience with me.

 Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily
 made friends wherever she went.

 She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon
 her from the other students. She was living it up.

 At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football

 I’ll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped
 up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she
 dropped her three by five cards on the floor.

 Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and
 simply said, “I’m sorry I’m so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and
 this whiskey is killing me! I’ll never get my speech back in order so
 let me just tell you what I know.”

 As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, “We do not stop
 playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.

 There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and
 achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You’ve
 got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.

 We have so many people walking around who are dead and don’t even know it!

 There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.

 If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and
 don’t do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am
 eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do
 anything I will turn eighty-eight.

 Anybody can grow older. That doesn’t take any talent or ability. The
 idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no

 The elderly usually don’t have regrets for what we did, but rather for
 things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with

 She concluded her speech by courageously singing “The Rose.”

 She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our
 daily lives.

 At the year’s end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all
 those years ago.

 One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.

 Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to
 the wonderful woman who taught by example that it’s never too late to
 be all you can possibly be

 When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice
 to your friends and family, they’ll really enjoy it!

 These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.


 We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.

 God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage. If God brings you to
 it, He will bring you through it.

 Good friends are like stars………You don’t always see them, but you
 know they are always there.”

A true Saying

It’s been ages since i have visited my own blog 😦

I have heard lots of em sayin ” Baghvan jagbi detha hai, chappar phad ke deta hai”…and now im experiencieng it. Initially whe was in IISc, i used to always think, there is no much work, when will i get into s/w company…But now, since i have started working, im fully loaded with work and have no time to do anything else other than work..

It’s been work work work all the while.. Let’s see how it goes ahead…

Keep visiting.. 🙂