<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024633</id><updated>2011-08-21T17:23:11.906+05:30</updated><category term='humor'/><title type='text'>Santosh Mishra Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Some of my irregular musing, thoughts, links, anything in general.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://samishra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6024633/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://samishra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Santosh Mishra</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/198/1774/1024/santoshm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6024633.post-2371855428108956229</id><published>2008-12-23T18:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-23T19:09:13.702+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Santa Banta Jokes</title><content type='html'>Santa: I have swallowed a key.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: When?&lt;br /&gt;Santa: 3 months back!&lt;br /&gt;Doctor: What were you doing till now?&lt;br /&gt;Santa: I was using duplicate key, now I have lost it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady calls Santa for repairing door bell. Santa doesn't turns up for 4  days.&lt;br /&gt;Lady calls again, Santa replies: I'm coming daily since 4 days, I press the  bell but no one comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady to inspector Santa: My husband went to buy potatoes 5 days ago, he hasn't come back yet!&lt;br /&gt;Santa: Why don't u cook something else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa opened a petrol pump, but not even one customer went there. You know why?&lt;br /&gt;Because he opened petrol pump on second floor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimate answer while changing the job.&lt;br /&gt;Interviewer: Why did you change your last job?&lt;br /&gt;Santa: Because the company shifted and didn't tell me where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa's wife dies. He is calm, but his wife's lover is crying furiously...&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Santa consoles him: Don't worry buddy, I will marry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did Santa keep the door open while bathing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he was afraid that someone might watch him from the key hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar wanted to make a STD... call to Punjab,&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to save money so what did he do?&lt;br /&gt;Simple, he went to Punjab and made a local call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oye paaji, apni pregnant wife ko itne dard mein hospital ki jagah pizza hut  kyun leja raha hai........&lt;br /&gt;Sardarji: Kyun key pizza hut mein "Delivery Free" hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Sardar enters shop shouts, Where is my free gift with this oil?&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeeper: Iske Saath koi gift nahin hai bhai saab **ï¿½ ?o&lt;br /&gt;Sardar : Oye ispe likha hai CHOLESTROL FREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One tourist from U.S.A. asked to Sardar: Any great man born in this village?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: no sir, only small Babies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: A for?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: Apple&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Jor se bolo?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: Jay mata di.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American says: " US mein shaadi E-mail se hoti hai.."&lt;br /&gt;Sardarji says: " India me to.. shaadi Fe-mail se hoti hai...!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar orders pizza.&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: Sir shud i cut it into 4 pieces or into 8 pieces?&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: 4 hi karde 8 khaye nahi jayenge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa dials a number. A girl receives the call.&lt;br /&gt;Santa: Who r u?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Seeta here.&lt;br /&gt;Santa: Maine to Chandigarh phone kiya tha, yeh to Ayodhya mil gaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banta: Truck dekhkar tum kaampte kyon ho?&lt;br /&gt;Santa: Ek truck driver meri biwi lekar bhaag gaya tha, har baar lagta hai jaise usko vapas karne aya hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathan sitting on the top of the mountain and studying.&lt;br /&gt;When a person asked what he was doing?&lt;br /&gt;He replied, Oye! Higher studies yaar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 sardars were fighting after exam.&lt;br /&gt;Sir: Y r u fighting?&lt;br /&gt;1st Sardar: This fool left the answer sheet blank,&lt;br /&gt;Sir: So what?&lt;br /&gt;1st Sardar: Even i did the same thing, now teacher will think that we both copied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sardar learning english introduces his family in the party:&lt;br /&gt;Hi! I am sardar,&lt;br /&gt;this is my sardarni,&lt;br /&gt;he is my kid,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; she is my kidney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2406/ornamentdividerfz9.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar 1: I'm very kanjoos, I went 2 honeymoon alone &amp;amp; saved 1/2 money.&lt;br /&gt;Sardar 2: You r nothing I saved all my money, my friend was going &amp;amp; I sent my wife with him..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" src= "http://www.advpoints.com/js.php?uid=10837"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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Only to find out that none of my posting softwares work. I earlier used to use w.Bloggar, and had been using Windows Live Writer for the last few days. I downloaded w.Bloggar's latest version and tried setting it up with my new Blogger Beta blog. Behold the Beta Gods. It said my username/password didn't match. I realised it was not connecting to the beta interface, but rather to the old Blogger interface. And the old Blogger interface cannot login a Google Accounts username/password.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a lazy person, I searched the net first to see if womeone else had come up with a solution. My search yeilded no results. So I tried to play with the w.Bolggar account settings. Luckily, I got it right in the first attempt. Anyways, I decided to share this info with you all. So here is a step by step with screenshots (click on them to enlarge).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting w.Bloggar to work with Blogger Beta :&lt;br /&gt;Requirements : &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Blogger Beta blog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;w.Bloggar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Internet connection&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions :&lt;br /&gt;Step 1 : Fire up the account selection box in w.Bloggar. You can reach it by Clicking on &lt;b&gt;File&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Select Account&lt;/b&gt; or by pressing &lt;b&gt;F9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img170.imageshack.us/img170/9114/wb00ll5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 2 : Click on the Icon next to the account name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img292.imageshack.us/img292/2146/wb01ahi1.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 3 : Selct &lt;b&gt;New&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img484.imageshack.us/img484/2519/wb01ik5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 4 : Select "&lt;b&gt;Yes, I want to add it as a new account&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img466.imageshack.us/img466/3972/wb02xs4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 5 : Select Custom from the drop down list and fill in a name for you account. Select &lt;b&gt;Ping&lt;/b&gt; if you would like to notify Weblogs or Technorati upon updates. Click &lt;b&gt;Next&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img462.imageshack.us/img462/9632/wb03hg5.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 6 : Keep the settings as is. Click &lt;b&gt;Next&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img394.imageshack.us/img394/6918/wb05it9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 7 : In the &lt;b&gt;Host&lt;/b&gt; field type in "&lt;b&gt;beta.blogger.com&lt;/b&gt;". (Without the quotes, of course!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img484.imageshack.us/img484/4331/wb06ly7.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 8 : In the &lt;b&gt;Path&lt;/b&gt; field type in "&lt;b&gt;/api&lt;/b&gt;". (Without the quotes, of course!). Click "&lt;b&gt;Next&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img466.imageshack.us/img466/8805/wb07hz3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step 9 : Type in your Google Accounts username/email and your password. 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Click on the images to enlarge them. You could also download a zip file of these images at : &lt;a href="http://www.uploading.com/?get=RCLBHFE3"&gt;http://www.uploading.com/?get=RCLBHFE3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/1600/SuperMan01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/320/SuperMan01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are kids who swing from webs. And millionaires with a thing for bats.&lt;br /&gt;But there's only one Superman. Here are some images from the year's biggest release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/1600/SuperMan02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/320/SuperMan02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After much hype over the coveted part, relative rookie Brandon Routh was chosen to step into Christopher Reeve's shoes as the next Superman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/1600/SuperMan03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/320/SuperMan03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Director of the first two X-Men films, Bryan Singer stepped in to direct this $200 million movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/1600/SuperMan04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/320/SuperMan04.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Superman has mysteriously left the Earth for six years. And Metropolis is not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/1600/SuperMan05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/320/SuperMan05.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As Superman returns, Clark Kent discovers that the world he left behind has changed, drastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/1600/SuperMan06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/320/SuperMan06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kate Bosworth plays Lois Lane, Clark's all-time love interest. But his disappearance from Earth has caused several changes. Lois is now in a relationship, and has a son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/1600/SuperMan07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/320/SuperMan07.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kevin Spacey plays Superman's arch-enemy, Lex Luthor, and the bald villain has finally devised a plan to rid the planet of Supe -- for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/1600/SuperMan08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/320/SuperMan08.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sam Huntington plays always-enthused The Daily Planet photographer, Jimmy Olsen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/1600/SuperMan09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/320/SuperMan09.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desi actor Kal Penn also stars in the mega blockbuster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/1600/SuperMan10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/320/SuperMan10.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our hero has an epic task cut out for him, but box office mania is guaranteed worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman Returns hits theatres on June 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" src= "http://www.advpoints.com/js.php?uid=10837"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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Gates III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Chairman and Chief Software Architect, Microsoft Corporation&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/1600/BILL%20GATES%20NEWSWEEK.jpg" target "_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/200/BILL%20GATES%20NEWSWEEK.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;William (Bill) H. Gates III is chairman and chief software architect of Microsoft Corporation, the worldwide leader in software, services and solutions that help people and businesses realize their full potential. Microsoft had revenues of US$36.84 billion for the fiscal year ending June 2004, and employs more than 55,000 people in 85 countries and regions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born on Oct. 28, 1955, Gates grew up in Seattle with his two sisters. Their father, William H. Gates II, is a Seattle attorney. Their late mother, Mary Gates, was a schoolteacher, University of Washington regent, and chairwoman of United Way International. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gates attended public elementary school and the private Lakeside School. There, he discovered his interest in software and began programming computers at age 13. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1973, Gates entered Harvard University as a freshman, where he lived down the hall from Steve Ballmer, now Microsoft's chief executive officer. While at Harvard, Gates developed a version of the programming language BASIC for the first microcomputer - the MITS Altair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In his junior year, Gates left Harvard to devote his energies to Microsoft, a company he had begun in 1975 with his childhood friend Paul Allen. Guided by a belief that the computer would be a valuable tool on every office desktop and in every home, they began developing software for personal computers. Gates' foresight and his vision for personal computing have been central to the success of Microsoft and the software industry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under Gates' leadership, Microsoft's mission has been to continually advance and improve software technology, and to make it easier, more cost-effective and more enjoyable for people to use computers. The company is committed to a long-term view, reflected in its investment of approximately $6.2 billion on research and development in the 2005 fiscal year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/1600/Bill_Gates_1980.jpg" target "_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/459/272/200/Bill_Gates_1980.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In 1999, Gates wrote Business @ the Speed of Thought, a book that shows how computer technology can solve business problems in fundamentally new ways. The book was published in 25 languages and is available in more than 60 countries. Business @ the Speed of Thought has received wide critical acclaim, and was listed on the best-seller lists of the New York Times, USA Today, the Wall Street Journal and Amazon.com. Gates' previous book, The Road Ahead, published in 1995, held the No. 1 spot on the New York Times' bestseller list for seven weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gates has donated the proceeds of both books to non-profit organizations that support the use of technology in education and skills development. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to his love of computers and software, Gates founded Corbis, which is developing one of the world's largest resources of visual information - a comprehensive digital archive of art and photography from public and private collections around the globe. He is also a member of the board of directors of Berkshire Hathaway Inc., which invests in companies engaged in diverse business activities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philanthropy is also important to Gates. He and his wife, Melinda, have endowed a foundation with more than $27 billion (as of March 2004) to support philanthropic initiatives in the areas of global health and learning, with the hope that in the 21st century, advances in these critical areas will be available for all people. The Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation has committed more than $3.2 billion to organizations working in global health; more than $2 billion to improve learning opportunities, including the Gates Library Initiative to bring computers, Internet Access and training to public libraries in low-income communities in the United States and Canada; more than $477 million to community projects in the Pacific Northwest; and more than $488 million to special projects and annual giving campaigns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gates was married on Jan. 1, 1994, to Melinda French Gates. They have three children. Gates is an avid reader, and enjoys playing golf and bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source : &lt;a href="http://server1.msn.co.in/sp05/billgates/profile.asp"&gt;MSN India - Bill Gates' India Visit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" src= "http://www.advpoints.com/js.php?uid=10837"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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I think I should be in the third-grade too!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam had enough. She took Boy to the principal's office. While Boy waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to the principal what the situation was. The principal told Ms Neelam he would give the boy a test and if he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the first-grade and behave. She agreed. Boy was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agreed to take the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What is 3 x 3?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What is 6 x 6?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;36&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it went with every question the principal thought a third-grade should know. The principal looks at Ms Neelam and tells her, "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I think Boy can go to the third grade.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam says to the principal, "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I have some of my own questions. Can I ask him?&lt;/span&gt;" The principal and Boy. both agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam asks, "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What does a cow have four of that I have only two of?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy, after a moment "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Legs.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pockets.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What starts with a C and ends with a T, is hairy, oval, delicious and contains thin whitish liquid?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Coconut&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft And sticky? The principal's eyes open really wide and before he could stop the answer, Boy. was taking charge.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy: "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bubblegum&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down and a dog does on three legs?&lt;/span&gt;" The principal's eyes open really wide and before he could stop the answer...&lt;br /&gt;Boy: "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shake hands.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Now I will ask some "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Who am I&lt;/span&gt;" sort of questions, okay?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yep.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You stick your poles inside me. You tie me down to get me up. I get wet before you do.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tent.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A finger goes in me. You fiddle with me when you're bored. The best man always has me first.&lt;/span&gt;" The Principal was looking restless, a bit tense and took one large Patiala Vodka peg.&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Wedding Ring&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I come in many sizes. When I'm not well, I drip. When you blow me, you feel good.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Nose&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I have a stiff shaft. My tip penetrates. I come with a quiver.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Arrow&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What word starts with a 'F' and ends in 'K' that means lot of heat and excitement?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Firetruck&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What word starts with a 'F' and ends in 'K' &amp; if u dont get it u have to use ur hand.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fork&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What is it that all men have one of it's longer on some men than on others, the pope doesn't use his and a man gives it to his wife after they're married?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SURNAME&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Neelam: "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;What part of the man has no bone but has muscles, has lots of veins, like pumping, &amp; is responsible for making love?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HEART.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal breathed a sigh of relief and said to the teacher,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Send this Boy. to Delhi University, I got the last ten questions wrong myself!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" src= "http://www.advpoints.com/js.php?uid=10837"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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Six thick thistles stick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A big black bug bit a big black bear, made the big black bear bleed blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Pope Sixtus VI's six texts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;She sells sea shells by the sea shore.&lt;br /&gt;The shells she sells are surely seashells.&lt;br /&gt;So if she sells shells on the seashore, I'm sure she sells seashore shells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Surely Sylvia swims!" shrieked Sammy, surprised.&lt;br /&gt;Someone should show Sylvia some strokes so she shall not sink."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Shy Shelly says she shall sew sheets. Sam's shop stocks short spotted socks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A flea and a fly flew up in a flue. Said the flea, "Let us fly!"&lt;br /&gt;Said the fly, "Let us flee!" So they flew through a flaw in the flue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Which wristwatches are Swiss wristwatches?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lesser leather never weathered wetter weather better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A bitter biting bittern Bit a better brother bittern,&lt;br /&gt;And the bitter better bittern Bit the bitter biter back.&lt;br /&gt;And the bitter bittern, bitten,&lt;br /&gt;By the better bitten bittern, said: "I'm a bitter biter bit, a lack!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mr. See owned a saw. And Mr. Soar owned a seesaw.&lt;br /&gt;Now See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw before Soar saw See, which made Soar sore.&lt;br /&gt;Had Soar seen See's saw before See sawed Soar's seesaw,&lt;br /&gt;See's saw would not have sawed Soar's seesaw.&lt;br /&gt;So See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw.&lt;br /&gt;But it was sad to see Soar so sore just because See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The boot black bought the black boot back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?&lt;br /&gt;He would chuck, he would, as much as he could, and chuck as much wood.&lt;br /&gt;As a wood chuck would if a woodchuck could chuck wood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We surely shall see the sun shine soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Which witch wished which wicked wish?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you liked them....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" src= "http://www.advpoints.com/js.php?uid=10837"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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Here are&lt;br /&gt;the facts about the three candidates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Candidate A&lt;/span&gt; : Associates with crooked politicians, and consults with astrologist. He's had two mistresses. He also chain smokes and drinks 8 to 10 martinis a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Candidate B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : He was  kicked out of office twice, sleeps until noon, used opium in college and drinks a quart of whiskey every evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Candidate C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : He is a decorated war hero. He's a vegetarian, doesn't smoke, drinks an occasional beer and never cheated on his wife.Which of these candidates would be your choice? Decide first... no peeking, then scroll down for the response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Candidate A is Franklin D. Roosevelt.&lt;br /&gt;Candidate B is Winston  Churchill.&lt;br /&gt;Candidate C is Adolph Hitler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, by the way, on  your answer to the abortion question: If you said YES, you just killed  Beethoven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty interesting isn't it? Makes a person think before judging someone.&lt;br /&gt;Wait till you see the end of this note! Keep  reading...&lt;br /&gt;Never be afraid to try something new.&lt;br /&gt;Remember :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Amateurs...built the ark.&lt;br /&gt;Professionals...built the Titanic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Finally, can you imagine working for a company that has a  little more&lt;br /&gt;than 500 employees and has the following statistics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;* 29 have been accused of spousal abuse&lt;br /&gt;* 7 have been arrested  for fraud&lt;br /&gt;* 19 have been accused of writing bad checks&lt;br /&gt;* 117  have directly or indirectly bankrupted at least 2 businesses&lt;br /&gt;* 3 have done time for assault&lt;br /&gt;* 71 cannot get a credit card due to bad credit&lt;br /&gt;* 14 have been arrested on drug-related charges&lt;br /&gt;* 8 have been  arrested for shoplifting&lt;br /&gt;* 21 are currently defendants in lawsuits&lt;br /&gt;* 84 have been arrested for drunk driving in the last year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess which organization this is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give up yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 535 members of the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;United States Congress&lt;/span&gt;. 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= I'd eventually like to have sex with you.&lt;br /&gt;Can I take you out to dinner? = I'd eventually like to have sex with you.&lt;br /&gt;Can I call you sometime? = I'd eventually like to have sex with you.&lt;br /&gt;May I have this dance? = I'd eventually like to have sex with you.&lt;br /&gt;Nice dress! = Nice tits!&lt;br /&gt;You look tense, let me give you a massage. = I want to fondle you.&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong? = I don't see why you are making such a big deal out of this.&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong? = What meaningless self-inflicted psychological trauma are you going through now?&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong? = I guess sex tonight is out of the question.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. = Do you want to have sex?&lt;br /&gt;I love you. = Let's have sex now.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, too. = Okay, I said it...we'd better have sex now!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I like the way you cut your hair. = I liked it better before.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I like the way you cut your hair. = $50 and it doesn't look that much different!&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk. = I am trying to impress you by showing that I am a deep person and maybe then you'd like to have sex with me.&lt;br /&gt;Will you marry me? = I want to make it illegal for you to have sex with other guys.&lt;br /&gt;(while shopping) I like that one better. = Pick any freakin' dress and let's go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Women's English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes = No&lt;br /&gt;No = Yes&lt;br /&gt;Maybe = No&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. = You'll be sorry.&lt;br /&gt;We need = I want&lt;br /&gt;It's your decision = The correct decision should be obvious by now.&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want = You'll pay for this later.&lt;br /&gt;We need to talk = I need to complain&lt;br /&gt;Sure... go ahead = I don't want you to.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not upset = Of course I'm upset, you moron!&lt;br /&gt;You're... so manly = You need a shave and you sweat a lot.&lt;br /&gt;You're certainly attentive tonight = Is sex all you ever think about?&lt;br /&gt;Be romantic, turn out the lights = I have flabby thighs.&lt;br /&gt;This kitchen is so inconvenient = I want a new house.&lt;br /&gt;I want new curtains = and carpeting, and furniture, and wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;Hang the picture there = NO, I mean hang it there!&lt;br /&gt;I heard a noise = I noticed you were almost asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me? = I'm going to ask for something expensive.&lt;br /&gt;How much do you love me? = I did something today you're really not going to like.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be ready in a minute. = Kick off your shoes and find a good game on TV&lt;br /&gt;Is my butt fat? = Tell me I'm beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You have to learn to communicate. = Just agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;Are you listening to me!? = Too late, you're dead.&lt;br /&gt;Was that the baby? = Why don't you get out of bed and rock him until he goes to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not yelling! = Yes I am yelling because I think this is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer to What's wrong?:&lt;br /&gt;The same old thing = Nothing&lt;br /&gt;Nothing = Everything&lt;br /&gt;Everything = My PMS is acting up&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, really = It's just that you're such an asshole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script language="javascript" src= "http://www.advpoints.com/js.php?uid=10837"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;
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He asks one of his new students to stand and.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; You are a believer, aren't you, son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; So you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Absolutely, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; Is God good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; Is God all-powerful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn't. How is this God good then? Hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The student is silent.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; Is Satan good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; Where does Satan come from?! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; From...God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything. Correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; So who created evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The student does not answer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; So, who created them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The student has no answer.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; Tell me, son. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, professor, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Have you ever seen God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; No, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; Tell us if you have ever heard your God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; No, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; Yet you still believe in Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Nothing. I only have my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; Yes. Faith. And that is the problem science has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Professor, is there such a thing as heat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; And is there such a thing as cold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; No sir. There isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don't have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light.....But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? In reality, darkness isn't. If it were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; So what is the point you are making, young man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; Flawed? Can you explain how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor. Do you teach tour students that they evolved from a monkey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavour, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The class is in uproar.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The class breaks out into laughter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain, felt it, touched or smelt it?.....No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face unfathomable.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Professor:&lt;/b&gt; I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Student:&lt;/b&gt; That is it sir.. 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