Felicitati​on of ACP of Police Shri Vasant Dhoble

Felicitati​on of ACP of Police Shri Vasant Dhoble Alok Tholia NOTE: shut up, stop complaining and grubling if you have time and yet you mis... 7:22 PM (6 hours ago) NOTE: shut up, stop complaining and grubling if you have time and yet you mis... Alok Tholiya 7:22 PM (6 hours ago) to me NOTE: shut up, stop complaining and grumbling if you have time and yet you miss this thanks giving, specially when you live in Santacruz .......Alok Tholiya Dear All, Namaskar and Happy Dashahara. Pl. note that bad politicians are ruling us not because they are successful but because most of us did not vote. Politicians help mafias not because they like to but because mafias are one who help them when they need whether in electioneering or anywhere else. Where as so called good citizens frown and keep distance from politicians and politics. Similarly there are few good officers not because there are not good available officers but because so called good citizens care hell about good officers where as mafias and alike take good care of bad ones. So democracy means you get officers and politicians you deserve. Good media too can play a very constructive roll in motivating good officers and politicians and social workers but they have failed in their duty. They won't cover a story till it is sensational. Keeping this in mind we the senior citizen members of Santacruz East wish to honour Assistant commissioner of Police Shri Vasant Dhoble. Shri Dhobleji has changed the face and look of Santacruz east since the time he has come here as a ACP. We the senior citizens find it lot more easy to walk on roads and footpath. Every day we were cursing obstructions on footpath and roads, noise and other uncalled for activities. But when one officer has taken a lead to do what we have been desparately craving for then do we find time to thank him. NO!! Most of us are so selfish, and negative that we only know to curse but would not move an inch to even acknowledge an effort of an officer who takes risk of so many doing unauthorized activities and those who spoil city. Those who have some time, grace and concern then do come to felicitate Hon. Shri Vasant Dhoble : ON: Thursaday, 25th Oct. 2012 Time: 6.30 pm to 7pm Tea , snacks and fellowship. Felicitation starts : 7pm. Venue: Marigold Hall, Tholiya Bhavan, 10th Rd, next to Regency Hotel, santacruz east, Mumbai 400055 RSVP: 9324225699 ( u may call on 25th to confirm) Sincerely yours, Alok Tholiya, Bhagwanji Raiani,Paresh Vora,Vasundhara Maheshwari,Shri Ashok jain (Akar), Jayant shah, Hariram Chowdhari, Dinesh Gupta, Bhupesh Kothari,Suresh Acharya,Kamlesh Bathena,Silpa Jain, Dr. Dhabholkar,Dr Pednekar, Dr N C Chajed, Dr. Rajesh Tiwari, M R Medical, P P Muthaji, Syscon Computers	Oct 18 (7 days ago)
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good workk.. we will surely come..

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Ankit Bazari	Oct 19 (6 days ago)
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Yes I agree. He has set an example and should be awarded for his good work.

I would also request if we can raise a point of the tempo parked in our lane in a very indiscipline manner. Their parking is big issue with regard to traffic in our lane. It may also creates nuisance for ladies by those tempo drivers.

Regards,

Ankit

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Date With a Woman...... Very sweet and touching

Date With a Woman...... Very sweet and touching

After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie.. She said I love you but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you.

The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.

That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.

‘What’s wrong, are you well,’ she asked? My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.

‘I thought that it would be pleasant to be with you,’ I responded. ‘Just the two of us.’

She thought about it for a moment, and then said, ‘I would like that very much…..’

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous.

When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on.. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary.

She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel’s.

‘I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed, ‘she said, as she got into the car. ‘They can’t wait to hear about our meeting’. We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady.

After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips.

‘It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,’ she said. ‘Then it’s time that you relax and let me return the favor,’ I responded.

During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation – nothing extraordinary, but catching up on recent events of each other’s life..

We talked so much that we missed the movie..

As we arrived at her house later, she said, ‘I’ll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.’ I agreed.

‘How was your dinner date?’ asked my wife when I got home. ‘Very nice.

Much more so than I could have imagined,’ I answered.

A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn’t have time to do anything for her.
Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined.

An attached note said: ‘I paid this bill in advance. I wasn’t sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates – one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me..

I love you, son.’

At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: ‘I LOVE YOU!’ and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than God and your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till ‘some other time.’

I LOVE IT! Don't mess with old people

George Phillips , an elderly man, from Meridian, Mississippi, was going up
to bed, when his wife told him that he'd left the light on in the garden shed,
which she could see from the bedroom window. George opened the back door
to go turn off the light, but saw that there were people in the shed stealing things.

He phoned the police, who asked "Is someone in your house?"

He said "No," but some people are breaking into my garden shed and stealing from me.

Then the police dispatcher said "All patrols are busy. You should lock your doors and an officer will be along when one is available." George said, "Okay."

 

He hung up the phone and counted to 30. Then he phoned the police again. "Hello, I just called you a few seconds ago because there were people stealing things from my shed. Well, you don't have to worry about them now because I just shot them." and he hung up. In five minutes,

six Police Cars,

 

a SWAT Team,

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Ambulance showed up at the residence, and caught the burglars red-handed.

One of the Policemen said to George, "I thought you said that you'd shot them!" George said, "I thought you said there was nobody available!"

 

I LOVE IT! Don't mess with old people

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Be proud of what you and your parents are

An old man, staying in a small south Indian town came to visit his son in Bombay recently. The son in his early thirties is a successful businessman living with his wife and son. The father, having spent most of his life at his birthplace, hardly understands a splatter of Hindi or English, forget Marathi. But he doesn't care. 'I have come here to spend a few days with my son and his family. I don't have to go out and socialize with the city people,' he said.

But the son is very excited about his father's rare visit to Bombay. He wants to make the best of it. He and his wife want to show him around the city. And yes, the son enjoys those evening hours too, when he and his father go out and sit in a good bar, sipping their favorite drink.

Last week he was in a very good mood. 'Let's go to a five star hotel's bar tonight,' he told his father. It was a beautiful evening. Talking about everything under the sun they had a few drinks. As usual they were offered some salad, peanuts, wafers etc .as accompaniments with their drinks. The old man being almost toothless was not much interested in eating. But that day when they got up to leave, he simply took a handful of chana (roasted grams) and stuffed it in the fold of his dhoti. He might have thought about munching on them, sitting in the car, or whatever.
Unfortunately while walking in the lobby, he missed a step and stumbled. Down he went, scattering the chana on the plush carpet.

No problem ..Now try to visualize that scenario. Someone else in his son's place would have been mortified, embarrassed to death. He might have cursed not his father but his own self for causing this awkward situation.
'Never again will I take my old man to such hotels', he would have vowed.
No sir, not this son. Gently, with a smile, he helped his father get back on his feet. Instead of feeling irritated or angry, he was amused. He found the whole incident very funny. Laughing, they both went home and on the way they decided to return to the same place the following Sunday.
The old man liked the place and liked the chana too.

Few days back, at a friend's place they both described this event and made everybody laugh.
Weren't you embarrassed? Somebody asked the son. 'Oh, come on now' replied the son. 'He is my father. He talks in his native language, prefers to wear a dhoti even to a posh city hotel, takes chana from the bar to eat later, does whatever he feels like.... So what?
Why should I feel embarrassed with his nature and habits? Nobody has a right to stop him from doing whatever he feels comfortable with, as long as it is not harmful to others.'

The son doesn't care what the staff in the hotel thought about that incident. He says 'they should be concerned only with their bills and tips. I am concerned about my father's happiness.' The wife too totally agrees with the husband on this issue. She feels there are enough other qualities in her father- in- law to feel proud of.
Accept them .The above incident is not mentioned just to show the love and devotion of a son for his father. More than love it is a matter of understanding and a healthy respect for the other person's lifestyle.

A seventy plus old man doesn't want to change his lifestyle now. He likes the way he eats or dresses or talks. In his eyes there is nothing wrong with the old ways of living. And the son says, ok, fine. Every body has a right to live as per his wish. Now at his age, why should he be forced to learn to eat with a fork and knife, if he doesn't want to? I will feel bad if he is doing something morally wrong or indulging in some harmful activities. But otherwise it is fine. I am not going to try to change him at this stage. He is my father. I love him, respect him.

Hey folks, can you think this way? So many times we see people getting embarrassed by the so called unsophisticated behavior of their family members. They keep on apologizing about their lack of class and manners or about their drawbacks to outsiders. My wife can't speak proper English; she doesn't know what's happening in the world, so I avoid taking her out or introducing her to my friends and business associates... My parents can't eat with a spoon and fork, so I don't take them to restaurants My husband is working as an ordinary clerk, so I feel awkward when I introduce him to my rich friends. My brother is mentally challenged, so I don't feel like going out with him...

Are you plagued with such thoughts or do you meet such people who think alike? If you do, please ask yourself. Why do others or I feel this way? Really what is there to feel ashamed of? Most of the people always have this fear of other peoples' opinions and comments. What would others say?

Nothing.. You are what you are..