something something on Nationalism…

November 15th, 2006 7:13 pm by BlackWhite

In 1907, this man wrote this to his son-in-law, who had gone to America to study agriculture:

To get on familiar terms with the local people is a part of your education. To know only agriculture is not enough; you must know America too. Of course if, in the process of knowing Americans, one begins to lose one’s identity and fall into the trap of becoming an Americanised person contemtuous of everything Indian, it is preferabable to stay in a locked room.

In the same way…

EDITED: And this man was the first (and only?) person from India to win a Nobel prize in literature from India… :)


Zofa Advance Christmas celebration in UK

November 15th, 2006 7:04 pm by James

To

____________ _________ _________ _________

____________ _________ _________ _________

You are cordially invited to the first England Zofa Advance Christmas celebration. Detail programme of the celebration is given overleaf.

RSVP Organizing Committee
Mobile: 07801825099 England Zofa Advance
Christmas, 2006

“For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace”. Isaiah 9:6

Programme

Guest arrival: 11:30am

Chairman: Comm. Lalkiamlova Ralte

Welcome: Chairman

Opening song:

Prayer: Rev. Lawmsanga

Solo: Lalrindiki Khiangte (Daduhi)

Short speech: Jimmy Pachuau

Gift exchange: Incharge Babli Jahau & Baby Lalthantluangi

Group singing:

Lord’s Prayer:

Christmas feast:

Variety programme: Incharge James, Lien Gangte & V.Sailo

Celebration ends: 5:00pm

Note: Contribution of £15 per adult is expected by the organizing committee.


The Glass Prison

November 15th, 2006 2:09 pm by SiLent_Man

Thil ropui tak chu nilo mahse post thar a tam lemlo bawk a, thenkhat tan tangkai te pawh a nih theih takin ka rawn post a ni e.

Addict han tih hian kan rilru hian kawh lam a nei nghal bik thin a, mahse tute pawh hi eng addict emaw chu kan ni vek hian ka hre thin. Thil addict vanga kan tih chuan a hlutna leh nawmna pawh hi kan hrethiam tawh tak tak thin lova, a lova kan awm theih tawh loh avanga ti kan ni tawh zawk thin… a niang ka ring.

From wikipedia:

The Glass Prison” is a song by the progressive metal band Dream Theater.

It is the first track from their 2-CD album Six Degrees of Inner Turbulence (2002), and is about the first three of the famous 12 steps created by Bill Wilson. The lyrics were written by the band’s drummer, Mike Portnoy, about his experience with alcoholism.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Glass_Prison

These first 3 steps are

1. We admitted we were powerless over alcohol—that our lives had become unmanageable.
2. Came to believe that a power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity.
3. Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God as we understood Him.

Two sequels to “The Glass Prison”, entitled “This Dying Soul” and “The Root of All Evil”, appeared on subsequent albums Train of Thought and Octavarium respectively. As well, these follow-up songs have lyrical and musical references to the previous ones. Also, this entire suite of songs can be considered a sequel of sorts to “The Mirror” (found on 1994′s Awake), as they reflect numerous thematic and lyrical ideas found in that song. Though it is clear that Mike has stated that the songs reflect his alcoholism, it is unclear how deep it ran with him. Fans wonder but highly respect his right to privacy; he has (to date) never made an official statement regarding the degree of the subject.

Mike Portnoy has also stated his intention to release all 12 steps on a future live release. This will happen as soon as the songs for steps 8-12 are finished and recorded in the studio.

This is the only Dream Theater song to feature the sound of turntables, although the effect was actually achieved by guitarist John Petrucci manipulating the fret board of his guitar, not with actual turntables.

Ends with these lines:

The glass prison which once held me is gone
A long lost fortress
Armed only with liberty
And the key of my willingness

Fell down on my knees and prayed
“Thy will be done”
I turned around, saw a light shining through
The door was wide open


Guess Your Age with Chocolate

November 15th, 2006 9:10 am by Maimawm

YOUR AGE BY CHOCOLATE MATH

This is pretty neat. In lo ti ve chhin tawh em? Mak ve reuh mai mai. Got my age right, got the first number I picked wrong though..

DON’T CHEAT BY SCROLLING DOWN FIRST!

It takes less than a minute
Work this out as you read …

Be sure you don’t read the bottom until you’ve worked it out!

This is not one of those waste-of-time things, it’s fun.

1. First of all, pick the number of times a week that you would like to
have chocolate
(more than once but less than 10)

2. Multiply this number by 2 (just to be bold)

3. Add 5

4. Multiply it by 50 — I’ll wait while you get the calculator

5. If you have already had your birthday this year add 1756 …..
If you haven’t, add 1755.

6. Now subtract the four digit year that you were born.

You should have a three digit number.

The first digit of this was your original number
(i.e., how many times you want to have chocolate each week?)

And…

The next two numbers are

YOUR AGE!
(Oh YES, it is!!!!!)

THIS IS THE ONLY YEAR (2006) IT WILL EVER WORK, SO SPREAD IT AROUND WHILE
IT LASTS.


Zolife November Cover

November 14th, 2006 9:56 pm by father_sphinx

Cover girl Gospel Singer MK-i (above) and inside cover LM Botik Advertisement. (below) 


My video playlist

November 14th, 2006 9:33 pm by father_sphinx

Music video hmuhnawm ka tih deuh deuh ka hriatchhuah theih chin ho ka lo tarlang mai mai. Nalh ka tih deuh deuh hriatchhuah theih miah loh leh hming ka theihnghilh tak te pawh awm tam mai.

Fountains of Wayne – Stacy’s mom

Crossfade – Cold

Nickleback – Far Away

Michael Jackson – Earth Song

Nightwish – Nemo

Switchfoot – We are one tonight

Selah – You raise me up

Bone Thugs N Harmony – Foe tha luv of money

Various Artist – Circle of life

GNR – November Rain, Estranged


Firefox : Double click to open a new tab

November 14th, 2006 2:27 pm by commieguerra


Stumbled upon sumthing i didn’t know. Was in a hurry to close a tab and i double clicked on the wrong place just near the close button on the tab and viola a new tab !!Saves more time then ctrl+t


Hei Thlahrang Thalak

November 14th, 2006 2:25 pm by Maimawm

Thlahrang kan sawi kan sawi bawk a, hei kan post ve lawk ang e.
Hmanni lawk a ka lak ania, zan thim tawh ah ania, a lan chian deuh nan tlemin Picasa in ka ti eng tih loh chu ka khawih danglam lo.
Thla an la tih pawh ka hre lo a, zanah ka camera kan check khan ka hmu chiah a. Chuan hei shadow dum hi lo awm hlun a, ka thiante’n hmeichhe nun kawr ha a ang an tia, kan en kan en chuan a ang ve ta riauin ka hria a, ka rap deuh roh tran a. Nun thlarau aniang an tia min fiam nan, mahse nuns ho beach ah an hang out ngai lo awm e ka ti ve trang2 a, a tuk ah beach a ka va kal leh chu nuns ka va hmuh leh zui. Ka rap reuh tawps.

Superstarring hi ka hmuhtir a, ni thla niang ti thla ve ringawt a. Zan a lak tih mawlh2, eng extra engmah awm lo, camera kengtu pawh hi ka hmu thei lo kan lak lai hian a thim ltk.
And Ben, no, that’s not a giant key! :) Kekor zir a lining(?) in light lo reflect duh fal nih hmel.


We have a new brother…:)

November 14th, 2006 12:28 pm by virgochhas

Nimin chhun khan ka Patea ten Durtlang damdawiin ah fapa an nei a.

Pathian hnenah lawmthu min lo sawipui dawn nia.

Naute ka hmu ve chak bon…ka haw don si lo a…HIT lo ngar ngar…sala…


What I didn’t Learn From Mills & Boon

November 14th, 2006 11:00 am by zualtei

Mills and Boon paperbacks have always played an integral part in a girl’s growing up years. Some guys have probably read a few of them too, although they would rather die than admit it. When I graduated from Enid Blyton’s stories, it came almost as a tradition to go on to M&Bs. The first one I read was lent to me by a cousin. After that, I procured them from bookshops, libraries, friends, cousins, aunts and became an ardent fan.

Now that I have grown old, wizened and amazingly worldy-wise, I thought I’d share what I didn’t learn from years of reading M&Bs. For one, M&B heroes are always tall, dark and handsome. In real life, Mr. Right is more likely to be – taller and darker than you, with a cute smile. He could even turn out to be shorter than you and be downright ugly. That’s why poets wrote cheesy things like ‘Love is blind’ and ‘Beauty lies in the beholder’s eyes’. It is to placate all of us who fall in love with lesser mortals.

Mills and Boon heroes are also usually arrogant, moody and chauvinistic. The classic ones always have a sardonic twist to their sensual mouths. Real men are humble, nice, humorous and support the MHIP. Maybe not support the MHIP, but are atleast not arrogant. Or if they are, they hide it very well under their aprons.

Well, I haven’t been forcefully kissed or felt anybody’s chest hair so I cannot comment on the pleasures of that. In real life, especially if the elders had their way, real men will kiss you or go further only after appropriate applications have been sent, with signatures from their parents and an enclosed Pastor’s consent.

M&B heroes are also usually stinking rich and powerful. They live in castles or atleast in a penthouse and drive around in a porsche. In real life, realistic women should be willling to make little adjustments like supporting their husbands. It’s only fair, you don’t expect his parents to support both of you, do you?

These paperback heroes also have this charming habit of sending a dozen red roses or something similar, which will also have a note forcefully signed in black ink. In real life, the only flowers I ever received was from a dork*, a sweet guy, but a dork who probably read too many Mills and Boon. From Mr. Right, all you need is a hand while crossing a busy road.

Lastly, Mills and Boon stories always end when the heroine agrees to marry the hero. In real life, the story starts when you say ‘I do’ and live with Mr. Right and his family. And as long as you read M&B’s, your rosy lenses will show all men to be hopelessly inadequate in all departments and you may never ever get to live with Mr. Right and his family. So, better close that book and put away the rosy lenses, girl :)

(*The sweet dork is a platonic friend who sent flowers to his girlfriend and on an impulse, sent me some too. It was really sweet of him and I apologise for calling him a dork, even though he is a dork.)