why Americans Hate Indians

It was the first day of a school in USA and a new Indian student named Chandrasekhar Subramanian entered the fourth grade.

The teacher said, "Let's begin by reviewing some American History. Who said 'Give me Liberty , or give me Death'?"

She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Chandrasekhar, who had his hand up:?'Patrick Henry, 1775'he said.

'Very good! Who said 'Government of the People, by the People, for the People, shall not perish from the Earth?''

Again, no response except from Chandrasekhar. 'Abraham Lincoln , 1863' said Chandrasekhar.

The teacher snapped at the class, 'Class, you should be ashamed. Chandrasekhar, who is new to our country, knows more about our history than you do.'

She heard a loud whisper: 'F ___ the Indians,' 'Who said that?' she demanded. Chandrasekhar put his hand up. 'General Custer, 1862.'

At that point, a student in the back said, 'I'm gonna puke.'

The teacher glares around and asks 'All right! Now, who said that?' Again, Chandrasekhar says, 'George Bush to the Japanese Prime Minister, 1991.'

Now furious, another student yells, 'Oh yeah? Suck this!'

Chandrasekhar jumps out of his chair waving his hand and shouts to the teacher, 'Bill Clinton, to Monica Lewinsky,1997'

Now with almost mob hysteria someone said 'You little shit. If you say anything else, I'll kill you.' Chandrasekhar frantically yells at the top of his voice, 'Michael Jackson to the child witnesses testifying against him, 2004.'

The teacher fainted. And as the class gathered around the teacher on the floor, someone said, 'Oh shit, we're screwed!' And Chandrasekhar said quietly, 'I think it was Lehmann Brothers, November 4th, 2008'.

Veer Hun Main...

हूं इतना वीर की पापड़ भी तोड़ सकता हूं
जो गुस्सा आये तो कागज मरोड़ सकता हूं


अपनी टांगो से जो जोर लगाया मैंने
बस एक लात में पिल्ले को रुलाया मैंने
मेरी हिम्मत का नमूना कि जब भी चाहता हूं
रुस्तम ऐ हिंद को सपने में पीट आता हूं
एक बार गधे ने जो मुझको उकसाया
उसके हिस्से की घास छीनकर मैं खा आया
अपनी ताकत के झंडे यूं मैंने गाड़े हैं
मरे चूहों के सर के बाल भी उखाड़े हैं
-- हद है हिम्मत की --
जब अपनी जान हथेली पे मैं लेता हूं
हर आतंकी की निंदा मैं कर देता हूं
- भारतीय नेता

SIKHS......Is dey really deserve des cheap jokes...read n think again...

"Its easy to joke on a Sardar, but It's too difficult to be a Sardar"

I was standing at jalandhar station when my attention went towards a Sikh youth standing near me wearing a Black turban having a long beard and wearing a kirpan over his shirt.

After a while, one local train arrived, which was totally packed. The Sikh youth tried to alight the train but failed to do so. Just then a voice was heard from the back coach 'Sardarji Barah Baj gaye' (Sir it's 12 o'clock!)

The Sikh youth looked over at that voice maker who was a young Mischievous type of person and instead of showing any anger made a smile towards him.

The smile made was so enigmatic that it seemed as if some type of truth lies behind it. Not able to resist my temptation, I walked towards him and asked why did he smile at that person who teased him.

The Sikh youth replied, 'He was not teasing me but was asking for my Help'. I was surprised with these words and he told me that there was a big history behind that which one should know. I was eager to know the History and the Sikh youth narrated:

During 17th Century, when Hindustan was ruled by Mughals, all the Hindu people were humiliated and were treated like animals. Mughals treated the Hindu women as there own property and were forcing all Hindus to accept Islam and even used to kill the people if they were refusing to accept.That time, our ninth Guru, Sri Guru Teg Bahadarji came forward, in response to a request of some Kashmir Pandits to fight against all these cruel activities.

Guruji told the Mughal emperor that if he could succeed in converting him to Islam, all the Hindus would accept the same. But, if he failed, he should stop all those activities. The Mughal emperor happily agreed to that but even after lots of torture to Guruji and his fellow members he failed to convert him to Islam and Guruji along with his other four fellow members, were tortured and sacrificed their lives in Chandni Chowk. Since the Mughals were unable to convert them to Islam they were assassinated.

Thus Guruji sacrificed his life for the protection of Hindu religion.

Can anybody lay down his life and that too for the protection of another religion?
This is the reason he is still remembered as "Hind Ki Chaddar", shield of India. For the sake of whom he had sacrificed his life, none of them came forward to lift his body, fearing that they would also be assassinated.

Seeing this incident our 10th Guruji, Sri Guru Gobind Singhji (Son of Guru Teg Bahadarji) founder of khalsa made a resolution that he would convert his followers to such human beings who would not be able to hide themselves and could be easily located in thousands. At the start, the Sikhs were very few in numbers as they were fighting against the Mughal emperors. At that time, Nadir Shah raided Delhi in the year 1739 and looted Hindustan and was carrying lot of Hindustan treasures and nearly 2200 Hindu women along with him. The news spread like a fire and was heard by Sardar Jassa Singh who was the Commander of the Sikh army at that time. He decided to attack Nadir Shah's Kafila on the same midnight. He did so and rescued all the Hindu women and they were safely sent to their homes.

It didn't happen only once but thereafter whenever any Abdaalis or Iranis had attacked and looted Hindustan and were trying to carry the treasures and Hindu women along with them for selling them in Abdal markets, the Sikh army although fewer in numbers but were brave hearted and attacked them at midnight, 12 O'clock and rescued women.

After that time when there occurred a similar incidence, people started to contact the Sikh army for their help and Sikhs used to attack the raider's at Midnight, 12 O'clock. Nowadays, these "smart people" and some Sikh enemies who are afraid of Sikhs, have spread these words that at 12 O'clock, the Sikhs go out of their senses. This historic fact was the reason which made me smile over that person as I thought that his Mother or Sister would be in trouble and wants my help and was reminding me by saying off 'Sardarji Barah Baj Gaye'.

Plz do forward this message to all ur friends so they can know about sikh history & its a humble appeal PLEASE dont make fun of RELIGIONS as every religion is as pure as urs. !!!! :)

if u r an INDIAN...

You are Mad(e) in India...... If....

1. You carry your lunch in a cooler bag or better yet reused gift bags.

2.. You open gifts slooooowly so you can reuse the gift wrappers, gift boxes, and of course aluminium foil.

3. You are always standing next to the two largest size suitcases at the
Airport.

4. You arrive one or two hours late to a party - and think it's normal.

5. You peel the stamps off letters that the Postal Service missed to stamp.

6. You recycle Wedding Gifts, Birthday Gifts and Anniversary Gifts.

7. You name your children in rhythms (example, Sita & Gita, Ram & Shyam, Kamini & Shamini..)

8. All your children have pet names, which sound nowhere, close to their real names.

9. You take Indian snacks anywhere it says 'No Food Allowed.'

10. You talk for an hour at the front door when leaving someone's house.

11. You load up the family car with as many people as possible.

12. You use plastic to cover anything new in your house
whether it's the remote control, Dvd player, carpet or new couch.

13. Your parents tell you not to care what your friends think, but they
won't let you do certain things because of what the other 'Uncles and
Aunties' will think.

14. Your best crockery and cutlery are kept away for occasions which never happen.

15. You have a vinyl tablecloth on your kitchen table.

16.. You use grocery bags to hold garbage.

17. You keep leftover food in your fridge for the maid in as many numbers of bowls as possible.

18. Your kitchen shelf is full of Mcdonald's sachet sauces and plastic utensils that you've collected

19. You carry a stash of your own food whenever you travel (and travel means any car ride longer than 15 minutes).

20. You own a rice cooker or a pressure cooker.

21. You fight over who pays the dinner bill.

22. You live with your parents and you are 40 years old. (And they prefer it that way).

23. You don't use measuring cups when cooking.

24. You never learnt how to stand in a queue.

25. You can only travel if there are 5 persons at least to see you off or
receive you whether you are travelling by bus, train or plane.

26. If she is NOT your daughter, you always take interest in knowing whose daughter has eloped with whose son and feel proud to spread it.

27. You leave missed calls as a signal on mobile phones

28. If you don't live at home, when your parents call, they ask if you've
eaten, even if it's midnight.

29. You call an older person you never met before Uncle or Aunty.

30. When your parents meet strangers and talk for a few minutes, you
discover you're talking to a distant cousin.

31. Your parents don't realize phone connections to foreign countries have improved in the last two decades, and still scream at the top of their lungs when making international calls.

32. You have bed sheets on your sofas so as to keep them from getting dirty..

33. Its embarrassing if your wedding has less than 600 people.

34. All your Tupperware is stained with food colour.

35. You have drinking glasses made of steel.

36. You hear Kenny G's song (usually 'Songbird') while you're eating at a function.

37. You keep old vests to use as dust rags


.....and many more.........

..... A very happy set of people..... "We are like this ONLY"

My Journey

i often think of diary writing and try to make resolutions whn i was child "dis year i will start it...but leave it for nxt year to hv same resolution" few days back i was reading novel" offcourse i love u till i find some1 better" whr the character used to write his life journey, his feeling in blogs .. so i got same idea y i also nt start it. dis way i can finally complete my years resolution.... so starting with it...
as my brief intro... nt to bore anyone who is going to read dis blog...(may be someday some1 read it lets hope)
i m Piyush Choudhary prsuing B.Tech frm AMITY UNIVERSITY someone somewhr surely heard of it...frm Mechanical Branch.. vaise meri branch Mechanical And Automation Engg.. par yahan Mechanical hi phada de vo hi badi baat hai...
done my 10th, 12th frm St Marys Convent School... actually i spent my lyf 14 yrs der...so got a strong relationship with it... i enjoyed my lyf golden Yrs der...11th and 12th were bst one... thnks to my frnds who make it......(rohit,vasu,ashu,dabu,tyagi,sharda,and my whole class) actually u were wondering der is no grls name in it..did i study in boys school?????... if u r thinking so u r wrong.. i study in co-ed school..but some how cant manage to hv one for myself although my frnds hv, so i knew dem only...alll the gud ones r alloted and rejected items were lft to be selected...and i didnt like rejected ones so passed out my whole school lyf without any grlfrnd..
i also dreamt of having a mast cllege lyf.. doing everything which possibly i cant hv done during my school lyf...but fate has wriiten something else for me... i came to a class of 73 students...and wow wht a surprise 73 were boys only...dreams shattered....and wht to speak abt classmates.. dey were wonderful.... i think class 8 students would be more courages den dem...worst class i can dreamt of...no mass bunk for 1st two sems...whole day class ...class is filled with kitabi kide... i thought i would i survive with dem...may be my early lyf karma make me survive dose wonderful days...as time spent i get used to dem...for 1st 2 sem i hardly talk with anyone...except my frnd ashu with whom i hv taken admission der...with whom also der is prblm  he was committed banda.. and his grlfrnd was in same cllege...actually she studies with me frm clas nursery.. till 12th... our family knew each other vry well.......pasing time with couple is worst thing...dey hardly hv time to look at u...same with me.....des were the most stressfull days of my lyf... having no frnds.. dos who r frnds...i cant pass time with dem....
continue for tomorrow...

Story Time.....

Story Time - True Love.

Girl: Hey baby i want to show you....
Boy: ( cutting her off ) Ugh I'm so mad
Girl: Why? Whats wrong ?
Boy: Ugh everything
Girl: Explain baby
Boy: Just lost a championship game,
parents flipped out on me for no reason,
and im catching a cold
Girl: Well hey there will always be other games,
you know I'll take care of you when your sick,
what your parents flip about ?
Boy: They are making me pay them for a car repair
Girl: Is it a lot of money
Boy: No it just sucks
Boy: But hey I dont feel well I'm going to go lay down
Boy: Bye
Girl: Wait I want to give you some...
Boy: Can't It wait 'til tommorow ?
Girl: Yeah, sure
Girl: Bye
Boy: Bye

2 hours later a friend of hers asks her to go for a drive ...she
goes.....

Her friend swerved to avoid a truck....hitting a tree instead

Her friend was killed instantly....she's in critical condition

This is the conversation between her sister and her boyfriend.....

Sister: Omg ( crying )
Boy: What? Whats wrong ?
Sister: My sister...your girlfriend was involved in a major car wreck
Boy: Is she OK??????
Sister: She's in critical condition
Boy: I'll be there in 10 minutes

He shows up to the hospital room ...standing outside the door going over the last conversation in his mind over and over as he heard the machines beep and beep and breathing tubes pump oxygen into her lungs

Boy: She wanted to give me something or tell me something
Girls mom: Yeah this...

It was an envelope smelling like she sealed it with a kiss in lipstick

He opened it.....

It said ..... You're everything to me....I love you with everything I am and everything I have...I want to spend the rest of my life with you


Sealed in it was a ripped movie ticket from the first movie they went to...

...and the first picture they took together

He kissed the picture as a tear fell from his face onto the picture

It looked as if in the picture she was crying
Then the machines flatlined....3 minutes later she was pronounced dead

Memories...........

bachpan ki unhe galyo se jab hum nanhe-nanhe paav jate the rote rote to lagta tha jaise koi bhej raha ho hume aandehro main jahan na koi apna hai...koi rikshaw se aata tha koi taange par to koi bus se.. lakin sab hote the maayush..koi hota chootu,motu patlu ya aayush
par jab unhe galiyo se nikelne lage roj to lagne lagi yeh jani peechani .. aadat padh unhe galiyo ki jo lagti thi kabhi beagani...
pata nahi kaise saal kat te gaye aur hum aage badthe gaye....
dosto ka sath mila aur teachero ki maar aur pyaar..
aur kabhi kisine kahan yahan mujh par ho raha hai aatyachar...
par deehre paanchi bade hote gaye aur ho gaye udhne to tyaar.. koi akela chal diya to koi leke apna phela-phela pyar..
panchi udhe gaye par garondha ab bhi vahi hai.. saher badal gaye par ghar to yehi hai..
chalo aaj hum fir chale un galiyo main jahan se humne chalna sikha.. jo aaj fir lagne lagi hai begani 
fir chal kar unhe galiyo ko bana de jani pechani...