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DAHEJ CHAHIYE DONT MISS

NEW DEFINITIONS

School: A place where Papa pays and Son plays.

 Life Insurance: A contract that keeps you poor all your life so that you can die Rich.

Nurse: A person who wakes u up to give you sleeping pills.



Marriage: It's an agreement in which a man loses his bachelor degree and a woman gains her masters.

Tears: The hydraulic force by which masculine willpower is defeated by feminine waterpower.



Lecture: An art of transferring information from the notes of the Lecturer to the notes of the students without passing through 'the minds of either'



Conference: The confusion of one man multiplied by the number present.



Compromise: The art of dividing a cake in such a way that everybody believes he got the biggest piece.



Dictionary: A place where success comes before work.

Conference Room: A place where everybody talks, nobody listens and everybody disagrees later on.



Father: A banker provided by nature.

 
 
Boss: Someone who is early when you are late and late when you are early.



Politician: One who shakes your hand before elections and your Confidence after.



Doctor: A person who kills your ills by pills, and kills you by bills.

Classic: Books, which people praise, but do not read.



Smile: A curve that can set a lot of things straight.

Office: A place where you can relax after your strenuous home life..

Yawn: The only time some married men ever get to open their mouth.

Etc.: A sign to make others believe that you know more than you actually do.

Committee: Individuals who can do nothing individually and sit to decide that nothing can be done together.



Experience: The name men give to their mistakes.



Atom Bomb: An invention to end all inventions..

Philosopher: A fool who torments himself during life, to be wise after death

When A Girl

When A Boy

The History of Valentine's Day.

Every February, across the country, candy, flowers, and gifts are exchanged between loved ones, all in the name of St. Valentine. But who is this mysterious saint and why do we celebrate this holiday? The history of Valentine's Day — and its patron saint — is shrouded in mystery. But we do know that February has long been a month of romance. St. Valentine's Day, as we know it today, contains vestiges of both Christian and ancient Roman tradition. So, who was Saint Valentine and how did he become associated with this ancient rite? Today, the Catholic Church recognizes at least three different saints named Valentine or Valentinus, all of whom were martyred.


One legend contends that Valentine was a priest who served during the third century in Rome. When Emperor Claudius II decided that single men made better soldiers than those with wives and families, he outlawed marriage for young men — his crop of potential soldiers. Valentine, realizing the injustice of the decree, defied Claudius and continued to perform marriages for young lovers in secret. When Valentine's actions were discovered, Claudius ordered that he be put to death.


Other stories suggest that Valentine may have been killed for attempting to help Christians escape harsh Roman prisons where they were often beaten and tortured.


According to one legend, Valentine actually sent the first 'valentine' greeting himself. While in prison, it is believed that Valentine fell in love with a young girl — who may have been his jailor's daughter — who visited him during his confinement. Before his death, it is alleged that he wrote her a letter, which he signed 'From your Valentine,' an expression that is still in use today. Although the truth behind the Valentine legends is murky, the stories certainly emphasize his appeal as a sympathetic, heroic, and, most importantly, romantic figure. It's no surprise that by the Middle Ages, Valentine was one of the most popular saints in England and France.


While some believe that Valentine's Day is celebrated in the middle of February to commemorate the anniversary of Valentine's death or burial — which probably occurred around 270 A.D — others claim that the Christian church may have decided to celebrate Valentine's feast day in the middle of February in an effort to 'christianize' celebrations of the pagan Lupercalia festival. In ancient Rome, February was the official beginning of spring and was considered a time for purification. Houses were ritually cleansed by sweeping them out and then sprinkling salt and a type of wheat called spelt throughout their interiors. Lupercalia, which began at the ides of February, February 15, was a fertility festival dedicated to Faunus, the Roman god of agriculture, as well as to the Roman founders Romulus and Remus.

That's MOM

When I came home in the rain,

 Brother asked why didn't you take an umbrella.

 Sister advised, Why didn't you wait till rain stopped.

 Father angrily warned, only after getting cold, you will realize.

 But Mother, while drying my hair, said, stupid rain! Couldn't it wait, till

my child came home?

 That's MOM 

 HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY!

Mother in Different Languages

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Language	Mother
Afrikaans	Moeder, Ma
Albanian	Nënë, Mëmë
Arabic	Ahm
Aragones	Mai
Asturian	Ma
Aymara	Taica
Azeri (Latin Script)	Ana
Basque	Ama
Belarusan	Matka
Bergamasco	Màder
Bolognese	Mèder
Bosnian	Majka
Brazilian Portuguese	Mãe
Bresciano	Madèr
Breton	Mamm
Bulgarian	Majka
Byelorussian	Macii
Calabrese	Matre, Mamma
Caló	Bata, Dai
Catalan	Mare
Cebuano	Inahan, Nanay
Chechen	Nana
Croatian	Mati, Majka
Czech	Abatyse
Danish	Mor
Dutch	Moeder, Moer
Dzoratâi	Mére
English	Mother, Mama, Mom
Esperanto	Patrino, Panjo
Estonian	Ema
Faeroese	Móðir
Finnish	Äiti
Flemish	Moeder
French	Mère, Maman
Frisian	Emo, Emä, Kantaäiti, Äiti
Furlan	Mari
Galician	Nai
German	Mutter
Greek	Màna
Griko	Salentino, Mána
Hawaiian	Makuahine
Hindi -	Ma, Maji
Hungarian	Anya, Fu
Icelandic	Móðir
Ilongo	Iloy, Nanay, Nay
Indonesian	Induk, Ibu, Biang, Nyokap
Irish	Máthair
Italian	Madre, Mamma
Japanese	Okaasan, Haha
Judeo Spanish	Madre
Kannada	Amma
Kurdish Kurmanji	Daya
Ladino	Uma
Latin	Mater
Leonese	Mai
Ligurian	Maire
Limburgian	Moder, Mojer, Mam
Lingala	Mama
Lithuanian	Motina
Lombardo Occidentale	Madar
Lunfardo	Vieja
Macedonian	Majka
Malagasy	Reny
Malay	Emak
Maltese	Omm
Mantuan	Madar
Maori	Ewe, Haakui
Mapunzugun	Ñuke, Ñuque
Marathi	Aayi
Mongolian	`eh
Mudnés	Medra, mama
Neapolitan	Mamma
Norwegian	Madre
Occitan	Maire
Old Greek	Mytyr
Parmigiano	Mädra
Persian	Madr, Maman
Piemontese	Mare
Polish	Matka, Mama
Portuguese	Mãe
Punjabi	Mai, Mataji, Pabo
Quechua	Mama
Rapanui	Matu'a Vahine
Reggiano	Mèdra
Romagnolo	Mèder
Romanian	Mama, Maica
Romansh	Mamma
Russian	Mat'
Saami	Eadni
Samoan	Tina
Sardinian (Limba Sarda Unificada)	Mama
Sardinian Campidanesu	mamai
Sardinian Logudoresu	Madre, Mamma
Serbian	Majka
Shona	Amai
Sicilian	Matri
Slovak	Mama, Matka
Slovenian	Máti
Spanish	Madre, Mamá, Mami
Swahili	Mama, Mzazi, Mzaa
Swedish	Mamma, Mor, Morsa
Swiss German	Mueter
Telegu	Amma
Triestino	Mare
Turkish	Anne, Ana, Valide
Turkmen	Eje
Ukrainian	Mati
Urdu	Ammee
Valencian	Mare
Venetian	Mare
Viestano	Mamm'
Wallon	Mére
Welsh	Mam
Yiddish	Muter
Zeneize	Moæ

Mother'sLove

A MOTHERS LOVE   

A little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while she was fixing supper, and handed her a piece of paper that he had been writing on. After his Mom dried her hands on an apron, she read it, and this is what it said:

For cutting the grass: $5.00
For cleaning up my room this week: $1.00
For going to the store for you: $.50
Baby-sitting my kid brother while you went shopping: $.25
Taking out the garbage: $1.00
For getting a good report card: $5.00
For cleaning up and raking the yard: $2.00
Total owed: $14.75

Well, his mother looked at him standing there, and the boy could see the memories flashing through her mind. She picked up the pen, turned over the paper he'd written on, and this is what she wrote:

For the nine months I carried you while you were growing inside me:
No Charge

For all the nights that I've sat up with you, doctored and prayed for you:
No Charge

For all the trying times, and all the tears that you've caused through the years:
No Charge

For all the nights that were filled with dread, and for the worries I knew were ahead:
No Charge

For the toys, food, clothes, and even wiping your nose:
No Charge

Son, when you add it up, the cost of my love is:
No Charge.

When the boy finished reading what his mother had written, there were big tears in his eyes, and he looked straight at his mother and said, "Mom, I sure do love you." And then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote: "PAID IN FULL".