Mistakes….produce results sumtimes…

This is a true story. Some years ago a client engaged a consultant to help with a small postal mailing to the purchasing departments of blue chip corporations. The consultant sourced the list (which was provided on MSExcel) and drafted the letter. Thereafter the client was keen to take control of the project, ie., to run the mail-merge and the fulfilment (basically printing, envelope-stuffing and mailing).

The consultant discovered some weeks later that a junior member of the client’s marketing department had sorted the list (changed the order of the listed organisations in the spreadsheet), but had sorted the company name column only, instead of all columns, with the result that every letter (about 500) was addressed and sent to a blue chip corporation at another entirely different corporation’s address.

Interestingly the mailing produced a particularly high response, which when investigated seemed to stem from the fact that an unusually high percentage of letters were opened and read, due apparently to the irresistible temptation of reading another corporation’s mail..

 

Goals…

I read this letter on net.. and found it worth sharing….

with thanks to www.positivepsychologynews.com

 

Images Speak.. but Do we Hear…???

Images Speak.. but Do we Hear…???

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1973. A few seconds before Chile ’s elected president Salvador Allende is dead during the coup.

1987. A mother in South Korea apologizes and asks for forgiveness for his son who was arrested after attending a protest. He was protesting the alleged manipulations in the general elections.

1962. A soldier shot by a sniper hangs onto a priest in his last moments.

1965. A mom and her children try to cross the river in South Vietnam in an attempt to run away from the American bombs.

January 12, 1960 . A second before the Japanese Socialist Party leader Asanuma was murdered by an opponent student.

February 1, 1968 . South Vietnam police chief Nguyen Ngoc Loan shots a young man, whom he suspects to be a Viet Kong soldier.

1989. A young man in China stands before the tanks during protests for democratic reforms

February 23, 1981 . Colonel Molina ve military police seizes the Parliament building in Spain . The photographer did not expect the scene, and hid the films in his shoe.

1996. Kids who are shocked by the civil war in Angola .

2003. An Iraqi prisoner of war tries to calm down his child.

1966. U.S. troops in South Vietnam are dragging a dead Vietkong soldier.

1980. A kid in Uganda about to die of hunger, and a missionaire.

1975. A woman and a girl falling down after the fire escape collapses

1982. Palestinian refugees murdered in Beirut , Lebanon

1994. A man who was tortured by the soldiers since he was suspected to have spoken with the Tutsi rebels.

2002. Soldiers and villagers in IRan are digging graves for the victims of the earthquake. A kid holds his father’s pants before he is buried.

1992. A mother in Somalia holds the body of her child who died of hunger.

2001. An Afghani refugee kid’s body is being prepared for the funeral in Pakistan .

 

New Year’s Reality Check

New Year’s Reality Check

Image by Vincent Bourrut

Another year, another chance
To start our lives anew;
This time we’ll leap old barriers
To have a real breakthrough.

We’ll take one little step
And then we’ll take one more,
Our unlimited potential
We’ll totally explore.

We’ll show off all our talents
Everyone will be inspired;
(Whew! While I’m writing this,
I’m getting very tired.)

We’ll give up all bad habits;
We’ll read and learn a lot,
All our goals will be accomplished,
Sigh…or maybe not.

 

Never Miss first Opportunity !!

Never Miss first Opportunity !!

A young man wished to marry the farmer’s beautiful daughter. He went to the farmer to ask his permission. The farmer looked him over and said, “Son, go stand out in that field. I’m going to release three bulls,one at a time. If you can catch the tail of any one of the three bulls, you can marry my daughter.”

The young man stood in the pasture awaiting the first bull. The barn door opened and out ran the biggest, meanest-looking bull he had ever seen. He decided that one of the next bulls had to be a better choice than this one, so he ran over to the side and let the bull pass through the pasture out the back gate. The barn door opened again.

Unbelievable. He had never seen anything so big and fierce in his life. It stood pawing the ground, grunting, slinging slobber as it eyed him Whatever the next bull was like, it had to be a better choice than this one. He ran to the fence and let the bull pass through the pasture, out the back gate.

The door opened a third time. A smile came across his face. This was the weakest, scrawniest little bull he had ever seen. This one was his bull. As the bull came running by, he positioned himself just right and jumped at just the exact moment. He grabbed… but the bull had no tail!

Life is full of opportunities. Some will be easy to take advantage of, some will be difficult. But once we let them pass (often in hopes of something better), those opportunities may never again be available. So always grab the first opportunity.

With thanks to Pravs

 

Come Back

Come Back…

I miss you, dear freind,
When you were within my reach,
I failed to hold on to you.
I took you for granted as a tool to get what I wanted.
I have hurt you.

I made you cry
with my words so sharp like a sword,
That tore your heart
But you were ready to forgive me,
and go on, as if nothing has happened.

Now that you are miles away,
I realize your true worth.
My heart yearns for you.
I just wanted to see you once,
to hear your voice just once….
to know that someone cares for me,
more than himself

Please come back
and give me a chance to win you back.

 

The Three Engineers Story

- Specially for Hassan Raza (although no Electrical Engineer in the story)

A mechanical engineer, a systems engineer, and a software engineer are in a car driving down a steep mountain road when the brakes fail. The driver desperately pumps the brake pedal, trying to control the speeding vehicle around cliff-edge bends, while the passengers do their best not to panic. As the car hurtles towards an impossible corner the driver spots an escape route into a hedge and a haystack beyond, where the car eventually grinds to a surprisingly safe stop. The three engineers all get out, shaken, relieved, and take turns to assess the situation.

‘Hmm,’ says the mechanical engineer, ‘It looks like a brake line was leaking – let’s repair the split, bleed the brakes, and we should be able to get on our way…”

The systems engineer thinks for a while and says, ‘Maybe we need to contact the manufacturer and the dealer to confirm exactly what the problem is…”

The software engineer slowly climbs into the driver’s seat and, gesturing for the others to join him, says, ‘How about we get back on the road and see if it happens again?..

 

COME TO THE EDGE…

A blind man had been waiting a while at a busy road for someone to offer to guide him across, when he felt a tap on his shoulder. “Excuse me,” said the tapper, “I’m blind – would you mind guiding me across the road?”The first blind man took the arm of the second blind man, and they both crossed the road.

Apparently this is a true story. The first blind man was the jazz pianist George Shearing. He is quoted (in Bartlett’s Anecdotes) as saying after the event, “What could I do? I took him across and it was the biggest thrill of my life.”

There are times when we think we cannot do something and so do not stretch or take a risk. Being forced to stretch and take a risk can often help us to reduce our dependencies (on others, or our own personal safety mechanisms), and to discover new excitement and capabilities.

Come to the edge.
We might fall.
Come to the edge.
It’s too high!
COME TO THE EDGE!
And they came,
and he pushed,
and they flew…!

Poem by:Christopher Logue

 

To my Grandfather (Daada Gee)

My grand father…My daada gee was the best person I had always  love to be with ….

I lost my grand father…my daada gee….He was 95 years old…was in good health  but suddenly on last Saturday(31st Oct, 2009) his blood pressure went high & was admitted in the hospital….Doctors told us that his condition is not well..he had serious problems with breathing…& his lungs were not working properly.

During his last 3 days in ICU, he did not speak much…was silent…was calm & took his last breath at about 9:30 am on 5^th November 2009.

I thank god for giving me opportunity to be with him in the last few days…

He was very kind & very humble person…spent most of his time in zikar …Just wanted to drop a line to thank him for his guidance…care..love…dedication …hard work….Daada gee..! In every success of mine..you are the base ..! I would be lucky if I could be like you….at least a little..

I love you.. I miss you…! I will always Love you..!

I request all my reader to pray for him…May Allah Almighty Bless his Soul & May his soul rest in peace… Amin.

Here is something for you daada gee…

TO MY GRANDFATHER

Since I was a little child,
In all that I’ve been through;
You’ve always been my hero,
No one stood as tall as you.

You were the one who took the time,
To teach what I needed to learn;
The lessons in life you shared with me,
You shared with love and concern.

Generation to generation,
I’ll pass on your legacy;
I’ll tell of my loving Grandfather,
And all that you mean to me.

Nowadays , we people are running away from our elders specially the old people of our family, we don’t want to sit with them…we hate helping them …we don’t even like  listening them…but we should not forget that there will be a time when we will be , what they are today and then we would cry …but no one will listen to us ..no one will hold our hand to get to the washroom….no one will be there to take us to the Doctor….Lets do whatever we can do to care for our elders and specially to our old family members…

May Allah Almighty Help us..!Amin

 

جنت اور دوزخ

A very nice note – Source – Zero Point 4 Book by Javed Chaudhry back cover

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The Crime is same..(A story with many lessons)

The Crime is Same…

A worried woman went to her gynecologist and said: “Doctor, I have a serious problem and desperately need your help! My baby is not even 1 yr. old and I’m pregnant again. I don’t want kids so close together.”

So the doctor said: ‘Ok, and what do you want me to do?’

She said: ‘I want you to end my pregnancy, and I’m counting on your help with this.’

The doctor thought for a little, and after some silence he said to the lady: “I think, I have a better solution for your problem. It’s less dangerous for you too.’

Then he continued: ‘You see, in order for you not to have to take care of 2 babies at the same time, let’s kill the one in your arms.”

She smiled, thinking that the doctor was going to accept her request.

This way, you could rest some before the other one is born. If we’re going to kill one of them, it doesn’t matter which one it is. Doctor continued…

The lady was horrified and said: ‘No doctor! How terrible! It’s a crime to kill a child!”

‘I agree’, the doctor replied. ‘But you seemed to be ok with it, so I thought maybe that was the best solution.”

The doctor smiled, realizing that he had made his point. He convinced the mom that there is no difference in killing a child that’s already been born and one that’s still in the womb. The crime is the same!

 

First 365 days of my blog

One year statistics of my Blog…(October 20 , 08 – October 20, 09) – with thanks to all the readers…!

Statistics as of October 21, 2009

Monthly View (October 20, 08 - October 21, 09)

Last 10 days - (10 - 21 Oct ,09 )

 

Each day is too short..

 

Each day is too short for -
All the thoughts we want to think,
All the walks we want to take,
All the books we want to read,..
And all the friends we want to see.
Make the best out of this day.

with thanks to Pravs J

 

Away

Dear Readers

I won’t be able to read your blogs or reply your comments, as I will be away for  about a fortnight or so…

Stay tuned..!

wishing you all.. a good time..

Regards

Asad

 

Thank you…!

Today is my last day in Karachi, Alhamdulillah I have completed my MBA & will be flying home today….

Saying just thanks..or writing few lines wouldn’t be enough to express my gratitude to all those who have played  a role in my life during my stay here…Thank you..Thank you very much from the depth of my heart..

I am also thankful to the Company for whom I have been working for …They have been very kind enough & I appreciate the confidence they have in me…

I don’t want to say thanks by taking names…but I would like to mention “Zaheer” – Thank you Zaheer…You will never read my blog ..but I want to tell you that  I am honored to have some one like you being with me…Thank you soooooooooooo much for all that you have done during past three years…!

My over all experience here is sort of mix….I have been away from home.. studying in boarding school, colleges, universities…& now here as well but ..I missed my home a lot  here and during this span of life i.e; past 3 years…it was too much as compare to my previous life…

I gained a lot  from here  & I lost too much as well , although  not material things but may be…some people & relationships which are more precious.. than the material things  & what I lost here has made me tough , mature. …, practical…& most of all Realistic…

Thank you once again to all of you & Good Bye  Karachi….!