Monday, April 16, 2007

Biologists

Two biologists are in the field following the tracks of a radio-collared grizzly bear. All of a sudden, the bear crashes out of the brush and heads right for them. They scramble up the nearest tree, but the bear starts climbing up the tree after them. The first biologist starts taking off his heavy leather hiking boots and pulls a pair of sleek running shoes from his back-pack. The second biologist gives him a puzzled look and says, "What in the world are you doing?"
He replies, "I figure when the bear gets close to us, we'll jump down and make a run for it."
The second guy says, "Are you crazy? We both know you can't outrun a full-grown grizzly bear."
The first guy says, "I don't have to outrun the bear, I only have to outrun you!"

THE HARD FACTS ABOUT SMOKING


Tobacco is the second leading cause of death globally, causing nearly five million deaths annually .
Smoking will prematurely kill over 10 million people a year by 2010.
It is the only legal product that causes the death of half of its regular users .This means that out of 1.3billion smokers ,650 million will die prematurely.
Tobacco use is the cause of the majority of lung cancer cases and it has been linked to many other types of cancer, such as cervical and kidney cancer. Other health risks include heart attacks,strokes and other cardiovascular diseases , bronchitis , asthma and other respiratory diseases, as well as infertility.

BABA TAHER

without thee in the garden ,lord,i know the sweetly-perfumed roses cannot grow,
nor tears of grief, although the lips should smile,
be washed away in joy's bright overflow.

when trees to grow beyond their boundaries dare, they cause the gardeners much anxious care,
down to their very roots they must be pruned,though pearls and rubies be the fruits they bear.

grieving for thee my heart is very sad,a brick my pillow,and my couch the earth; my only sin is lovingthee too well;
surely not all thy lovers suffer so?

o lord! this heart of mine afflicts me sore, i weep this heart of mine both they and night;
often i grieve but for my grief; o some-one rid me of this heart that i may be free.

protean time


time is:

too slow for those who waite ,

too swift for those who fear ,

too long for those who grieve,

too short for those who rejoice,

but for those who love, time is eternity