Random thoughts

Facets of life...

2010-04-30T11:16:00.000-07:00

In a tideland, life feels like the roaring wave,
which crawls through its own ups and downs.
Wandering in the mirror, life turns into a journal,
encrypted with random smiles and frowns.

In an amusement park, life looks like a roller coaster;
it has its thrills, twists and turns.
In a hospital, life looks like an ill patient,
seeking for the cure of the maladies and burns.

In a stadium, life takes the form of a sport,
and it just depends on the game and how we play.
When insanity overwhelms, it drags into the fouls:
deceive, cheat, betray or even slay.

Any random day, life can feel like a blessing,
ill-fortuned next day might be, it turns into a curse.
When melancholy wraps up, life moves like a snail
but on a brighter day, it can run like a horse.

Life has its love but also injects its hatred.
Life can be given; life can be taken.
Life has its gentler touch but also has harder punch.
Few tranquil days and other days are shaken.

Life brings you on your knees in times of need,
disappoints you with gravel when you look for a gem.
Life brings you a lot of things, but in the end,
its all about what we do with them.

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मनोबाद

2009-10-14T11:44:00.000-07:00

भावनाको लहरमा बग्दै मनका अधुरा आकांक्षालाई बन्धक राखेर
थाहै न पाइ मन को कुनामा एउटा चित्र कोर्न पुगेछु।
अच्चमको चित्र यो, मन ले जे सोच्यो त्यहि बनी दिन्छ,
मनका सबै चाहनाहरुलाई आफैमा अटाइदिन्छ।

सधैं धक फुलाएर बोल्ने तस्बिर आज खै किन लाटो बनेको छ।
धेरै पटक बोलाए मैले, म तिर फर्किन्छ।
खाली एकहोरो हेरी मात्र रहन्छ, निर्जिब जस्तै
मेरो सजिब चित्र किन आज निर्जिब बनेको?
यो प्रश्न को जवाफ छैन म सङ, न त चित्र सँग नै छ।
शायद त्यो चित्र आँफै आएर कुनै दिन भन्ने छ मलाइ।

मेरो मनमा एक कुना मा टागिएको यो चित्र,
जति हेरे पनि चित्त बुझ्दैन, सायद मेरो उत्कृष्ट रचना हो यो।
मोनालिसा को मुस्कान जस्तै बोल्दै न बोली केही बोले जस्तो,
केही भन्दै न भनी केही भनी रहे जस्तो।
म फेरी बोलाउछु, प्रश्न गरी रहन्छु।
तर मेरो प्यारो चित्र निसब्द छ, मौन छ।

रङ सँग होली खेलेर रमाउने मेरो चित्र
आज किन रङ संगै लुकामरी खेल्दै छ?
म आँफैले बुझ्न सकेको छैन यो रहस्य।
तै पनि म दंग पर्छु, मख्ख पर्छु,
लठ्ठ पर्छु त्यो चित्र को आक्रिती देखेर।
मेरो एक्लोपनको त्यो साथी ,
अझै पनि मेरो मनमा अटल, अमर छ।
म बोलाई नै रहनेछु, भोली न भए
पर्सी त म सँग पक्कै पनि बोल्नेछ, मेरो चित्र।

Scrambled emotions..

2009-01-02T01:53:00.000-08:00

Tattered pieces of stars all over the sky,
like the wreckage of a crumbled soul.
Past are the sunny days when I could fly,
now I am falling into the bottomless hole.

I gaze to star shards, cry tears of sorrow,
my heart solidifying slowly freezing to ice.
I wonder if I will wake up tomorrow
to a warmth that will feel: oh, it's so nice.

Reality starts to hit harder than ever before,
salubrity and felicity have forsaken me.
I am not the same happy soul anymore,
but my conscience will not consent: let it be.

I palpate dismal dark time setting in
and I crawl and sit upon my throne.
Bell rings: time to let the infliction begin
no place to wander, no love to call my own.

Towards my way I witness a lighting heading,
I squeeze myself and start to lower my head.
It's red all over, the skies are bleeding
and respires are fading away, I feel I am dead.

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Dreamcatcher

2008-10-13T21:16:00.000-07:00

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Had been there and done that, raw feelings were rife,
but never knew what I had been really missing in life.

Until I met you, one rainy night under the masquerade,
I could still notice you under the mask in that parade.

I stood there, in front of you completely vivacious,
dancing in those lovely tune and feeling gracious.

Then, I handed you the power, the power to destroy me
and the power to empower, my faith on you was the key.

I've realized a dream, but other dreams are in the chain.
When, how the chains of dream will unfold, mysteries remain.

But I am here on my knees ready to receive without any fuss,
whatever god has carved in our fate, saved in the store for us.

So, bless us oh dear god, we are what you want us to be,
cloud hangs over on our way, but silver lining what I can see.

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A dark dream

2008-10-03T09:06:00.000-07:00

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Awful life crawling without any reason,
touch without sense, time without season.
Sleeping awake and choking on the grim,
listening loudly to those silent scream.

Life frowns at me, passess a cancerous sore,
a squalid parasite feeding on my inner core.
I am on my knees, pretending alive but dead,
glaring at the invisible blood I've just bled.

Eyes are red and cold hands are fisted,
deep inside, I am warped, I am twisted.
So many tricks and then so many lies,
Too many whens, whats and too many whys.

I am crushed to pieces from those ruthless hand,
mystery of infliction, I just can't understand.
I sense deep inside that somehow, I am dying,
palpates my soul and all that's underlying.

Soundless and sightless, unseen and unheard,
boundless and mindless, obscure and absurd.
All empathy lying ungraced, unbraced, unemployed,
I am perishing, in dark dream, obliterating the void.

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A friend like you...

2008-04-21T10:59:00.000-07:00

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In this hectic and crazy life,
we need few moments of cheer;
someone to praise an elation
or wipe out the saline tear.

We need someone to share
the pleasure of tiny things,
in order to appreciate the bliss
and happiness that life brings.

Through the moments happy or sad,
beside us someone ever ready to walk;
Someone always there to listen,
the ramblings when we want to talk.

In those hapless ailed days,
heart might shiver with pain,
at failures and tragedies,
or the goals we can't attain.

And, we would start looking for
the solace of a savvy heart,
to give us power and courage
and sweep away the dreadful dirt.

It's hard to find a companionship,
selfless, generous, eternal and true;
life would not have been happier, delightful;
had there not been a cherished friend like you!

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For you, sister...

2008-03-14T11:21:00.000-07:00

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I wish I could win a lottey,
I would buy happiness for you,
purchase delight from the sun
and rent freshness from the dew.

I wish I could fetch the star,
I would do it just for you,
and share with you its illume
on the darks you're feeling blue.

I wish I could build a heaven,
you could name it your very own.
A place full of serenity and joy
where you would reside alone.

I wish I could adopt your sorrow,
I would dispose them in the sea,
But turning all these wishes true,
it's very difficult for me.

For you, I can neither build the heaven
nor catch a star pair.
But let me be what I know best,
the loving "brother", who's always there...

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A whisper

2008-03-14T11:17:00.000-07:00

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Although I don't have answer for
all of life's problems, doubts, or fears.
But still I will listen to you,
feel your ache and wipe your tears.

Although I can't stop you from stumbling
but on me, you can always call.
I will always offer my hand that
you may grasp and do not fall.

Armored with misery, agony and pain,
this fickle life is not always fair.
But I will be there for at the moments,
when you need someone to care.

Neither I can judge your decisions,
nor I can assign you any task.
But I will always support you,
and help you when you ask.

I will always listen to your murmurs,
how bitter that may sound.
Even this cold can't make me shiver
because of the warmth in you, I found.

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LONELINESS..

2007-08-12T13:19:00.000-07:00

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Loneliness and me, we are best friends;
a companion true and no pretense.

Feeling up or down, pumped or mess;
it’s always there, my loneliness.

Back from work tired at five,
it sits by me and adorns my eve.

Eating dinner a book by my side,
it indulges me within its tide.

Snuggling up at night I turn out the lights,
it lays beside and embarks to its heights.

What would I do and how would I race??
Constantly by my side, me and my loneliness.

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WISHES..

2007-08-12T13:17:00.000-07:00

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I wish the breeze to be there,
and occasional showers.
I wish the shrubs to smile
with their enticing buds and flowers.

I wish the birds to sing
enchanting melodies, chirping sound.
And, the trees to dance in rejoice
and spread the rhythm around.

I wish the moon to be there
spreading the milky light and cream.
And, fill everything in its fluorescent
glare and making it look like a dream.

I wish to be with you on a sea shore
where the candor waves thunder.
Humming a romantic melody and
the stars above are smiling in wonder.

I wish to be your smile that
sparkles always and fades never.
I wish to melt in your soul and
bewith you always and forever.

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Water on Mars ??

2007-08-12T13:13:00.000-07:00

Photos Reveal Mars Had Water Underground

New, detailed photographs of Mars show evidence of subterranean streams of liquid, including water, that once flowed long enough that they could have sustained simple forms of life, researchers say.

Photos from the Mars Reconnaissance Orbiter of the National Aeronautics and Space Administration reveal a landscape of hills and sand dunes punctuated by rock bleached by minerals in ancient underground streams.

Those streams of water, or water mixed with liquid carbon dioxide, flowed for weeks or longer — long enough to have supported bacteria or other simple life forms, according to a study by the American Association for the Advancement of Science appearing in today’s issue of the journal Science.

“The most interesting aspect we found in these new photos is that we can see that the water, with most likely other dissolved chemicals in it, resided in these areas for weeks or months or longer,” said the study co-author, Chris Okubo, of the Lunar and Planetary Laboratory at the University of Arizona.

“It means these areas would have been potentially habitable,” Mr. Okubo said in an interview.

Mars is the only planet in the solar system besides Earth where scientists believe life might have existed. While previous photos of the planet showed dry river channels and lakebeds, there has been no proof as to whether those surface areas were wet long enough to have supported life, Mr. Okubo said.

Orbiter’s Mars camera photographed canyons in a Martian valley, the Valles Marineris, that is as wide as the United States and seven times deeper than the Grand Canyon in places. The camera, which can pick out detail within a foot, showed rock formations with fractures and with bleached areas that on Earth are “a clear indication” that chemicals in liquids have circulated within the fractures, the study said.

Source:

http://www.nytimes.com/2007/02/16/science/space/16mars.html

SOLITUDE...

2007-08-12T13:10:00.000-07:00

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Don’t you feel lonely once in a while?
Feeling down inside but still trying to smile;
But smiles don't work, misery gets worse,
Harsh and selfish world, you try to curse..

As things get so bad you can't think any more,
Yet remember the things that you truly adore;
Good times are brief, scarce in the life,
Memories with friends, husband or wife..

Aroused by hunting dreams and eyes drained,
Insomnia becomes your very good friend;
Depression is best ally and no companion,
World changes shape, everything becomes alien..

The fate is sealed and wounds never healed,
Those voids in life which can never be filled;
Feeling deeply confused and rotten to the core,
Waiting for the day, when the pain is no more...

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OLD DAYS..

2007-08-12T13:08:00.000-07:00

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Flash-back from past encroaching like fever,
taking where I had been and wanted to go,
shards of life that breathe on and will never
let me forget how the things were ago.

Days of delight were much too brief,
fading memory and the shimmering sound.
Longer were the nights of pain and grief,
And the face of life wears a frown.

Holidays loiter and cheerful times sparkle,
and happy to see everyone active and well.
I can still hear them despite the baffle,
sense the motion and palpate the smell.

Sometimes I roam through my old shadows,
trying quietly to be who I used to be.
Bringing life all the bliss and the sorrows,
those dying days which still exist in me.

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A Great Moment in Physics..

2007-08-12T13:04:00.000-07:00

Received this story in an email from a frn..Kinda long yet interesting for those who has basic knowledge of physics...

The following concerns a question in a physics degree exam at the University of Copenhagen."

Describe how to determine the height of a skyscraper with a barometer."

One student replied:

"You tie a long piece of string to the neck of the barometer, then lower the barometer from the roof of the skyscraper to the ground. The length of the string plus the length of the barometer will equal the height of the building."

This highly original answer so incensed the examiner that the student was failed. The student appealed on the grounds that his answer was indisputably correct, and the university appointed an independent arbiter to decide the case. The arbiter judged that the answer was indeed correct, but did the problem it was decided to call the student in and allow him six minutes in which to provide a verbal answer which showed at least a minimal familiarity with the basic principles of physics.

For five minutes the student sat in silence, forehead creased in thought. The arbiter reminded him that time was running out, to which the student replied that he had several extremely relevant answers, but couldn't make up his mind which to use.

On being advised to hurry up the student replied as follows:
"Firstly, you could take the barometer up to the roof of the skyscraper, drop it over the edge, and measure the time it takes to reach the ground. The height of the building can then be worked out from the formula H= 0.5g x t squared. But bad luck on the barometer."

"Or if the sun is shining you could measure the height of the barometer, then set it on end and measure the length of its shadow. Then you measure the length of the skyscraper's shadow, and thereafter it is a simple matter of proportional arithmetic to work out the height of the skyscraper."

"But if you wanted to be highly scientific about it,you could tie a short piece of string to the barometer and swing it like a pendulum, first at ground level and then on the roof of the skyscraper. The height is worked out by the difference in the gravitational restoring force T = 2 pi sqroot (l / g)."

"Or if the skyscraper has an outside emergency staircase, it would be easier to walk up it and mark off the height of the skyscraper in barometer lengths, then add them up."

"If you merely wanted to be boring and orthodox about it, of course, you could use the barometer to measure the air pressure on the roof of the skyscraper and on the ground, and convert the difference in millibars into feet to give the height of the building."

"But since we are constantly being exhorted to exercise independence of mind and apply scientific methods, undoubtedly the best way would be to knock on the janitor's door and say to him 'If you would like a nice new barometer, I will give you this one if you tell me the height of this skyscraper'."

The student was "Niels Bohr", the only person from Denmark to win the Nobel prize for Physics.

YOU...

2007-08-12T13:02:00.000-07:00

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You are the soothing melody,
and the high shrill of fife.
You are the balm in my sorrows,
and the happiness of my life.

You are the twinkle in my eyes,
and the smiles on my face.
You are the warmth inside my heart,
and every beat of its pace.

You are the thought that starts each morning,
and the conclusion of each day.
You are in all the things that I do,
and everything that I say.

You’re the hand that embraces me warm,
and the magnetic dimple in my cheek.
You are the constant tingle in my soul,
and the voice that makes me weak.

You are my good-luck charm,
when luck wants to try.
You are the one who holds me tightly,
when I need to cry.

You are all I’ve dreamed of,
You are all my deed.
You are all I’ve wanted,
You are all I need.

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A story : A girl and a boy (Juliet and Romeo)

2007-08-12T12:56:00.000-07:00

A girl and a boy,
the best of friends.
From sorrow to bliss,
from beginning to end.

Through all those years
their friendship just grew.
They both felt the same,
but neither of them knew.

Each wakeful moment
since the moment they met.
They both loved each other
from sunrise to sunset.

She was all he had
in his lonesome life.
He was the one who
kept her from her knife.

She was his angel,
she made him smile.
Though life threw him curves,
she made it all worth while.

Then one day
things went terribly wrong.
The next few weeks
were like a very sad song.

She made him jealous
on purpose she tried.
When the guy asked, "Do you love me?"
on purpose she lied.

She played with jealousy
as if it was just a game.
Little did she know
things would never be the same.

Her plan was working
but she had no clue.
How wrong things would go,
the damage she would do.

One night he broke down,
feeling very alone.
Just him and the blade,
no one else home.

She answered, "Hello"
as he dialed her number,
Before he hung up the phone,
He told that he loved her.

She rushed to his house
just a minute too late.
Found him lying all in blood,
his heart had no more rate.

Beside him was a note,
in it his confession.
His love for this girl,
his only obsession.

As she read the note,
she knelt down and cried.
And grabbed her knife,
that night they both died.

She was found in his arms,
both of them dead.
Under his note
her handwriting said..

"I loved him so much,
he never knew.
All this time and years
I loved him too."

Few thoughts …..

2007-08-12T12:53:00.000-07:00

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Misery, cynicism and despair,
akin to the darkness, are pitch black.
Altering them into hopes and bliss,
one has to contain a very good knack.

Do not ever look for darkness,
look always for the bright light.
If a shadow of murkiness comes,
stand up daringly and fight.

Where there is a Will, there is a way,
not very sure but that’s what they say.
Enthusiasm alone is not always adequate,
earnest yet altruistic efforts hold the sway.

To hunt for success is always nice,
but the lane has to be free from all vice.
Those who stepped up the ladder,
exhausted efforts as well as sacrifice.

Always revere the God within your heart,
let the chimes of acumen loudly ring.
Even in utter darkness of depression,
let your cheering face smile and sing.

In the life’s evening, followed by the night,
thought of fine deeds always gives you the delight.
Remember! even in the dark of the darkest night,
the twinkling moon and stars are much more bright.

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Study: Office desks havens for bacteria

2007-08-12T12:47:00.000-07:00

An intersting read if you work in office..

TUCSON, Ariz. - Your office desk harbors far more bacteria than your workplace restroom, and if you're a woman, chances are your workspace has more germs than your male co-workers', a new research report shows.

Women have three to four times the number of bacteria in, on and around their desks, phones, computers, keyboards, drawers and personal items as men do, the study by University of Arizona professor Charles Gerba showed. Gerba, a professor of soil, water and environmental sciences, tested more than 100 offices on the UA campus and in New York, Los Angeles, San Francisco, Oregon and Washington, D.C. The $40,000 study was commissioned by the Clorox Co.

"I thought for sure men would be germier," Gerba said. "But women have more interactions with small children and keep food in their desks. The other problem is make up.

" Don't get Gerba wrong: Women's desks typically looked cleaner. But the knickknacks are more abundant, and cosmetics and hand lotions make prime germ-transfer agents, Gerba said. Makeup cases also make for fine germ homes, along with phones, purses and desk drawers.

Food in desk drawers also harbors lots of microorganisms, and it is more abundant among female office workers. Gerba found 75 percent of women had munchies in their desks. "I was really surprised how much food there was in a woman's desk," he said. "If there's ever a famine, that's the first place I'll look for food."

The news isn't all negative for the fairer sex. Gerba found the worst overall office germ offender is men's wallets. "It's in your back pocket where it's nice and warm, it's a great incubator for bacteria," Gerba said.

Another hot spot for bacteria in men's offices: the personal digital assistant. "Men tend to play with their Palm Pilots more," Gerba said. "I think they're playing video games or something." The average office desktop has 400 times more bacteria than the average office toilet seat, Gerba said.

Gerba said using a hand sanitizer and using a disinfectant on office surfaces helps, with 25 percent fewer bacteria found on surfaces that were regularly disinfected. Once-a-day use should be sufficient.

"You don't have to go crazy with it, but with the key areas, desktops, phones and keyboards probably need to be disinfected once in a while," he said.

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Information from:
Arizona Daily Star, http://www.azstarnet.com/
Yahoo news, http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070215/ap_on_he_me/germy_desks_7

Mother

2007-08-12T12:43:00.000-07:00

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I know a face, a lovely face
As full of beauty as of grace
Sorrows vanish by its one sight
In utter darkness, it spreads light.

Where did you get the vigor,
to do all the things you did?
To be instructor, counselor
and nurse to me, when I was a kid.

How did you do it all,
be a nanny, cook and friend?
Yet find time to be a companion,
I just can’t comprehend.

Your words that shaped my voice
Your will that shaped my choice,
Your direction that paved my way,
Your affection that I can never repay,

I'm lucky to have showered with your charm
But I also love you with a love that's sweet and calm
Whatever time may bring or how life may have hove
but don’t forget that you will always have my love…

(Dedicated to all mothers in the world)

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LIFE - a peom

2007-08-12T12:41:00.000-07:00

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Fickle life surrounded by fears,
Swollen eyes soaked with tears,
Vanished bliss and gay from life,
Slashed heart with sharp bloody knife,

Rattling pain but unheard cries,
Grueling race but unwanted prize,
Fretful days and watchful nights,
Tipsy legs and blurry sights,

Cursed by luck and punished by destiny,
Banged with grief and accompanied by agony,
A happy story that ended sadly,
A perfect dream that crumbled badly,

Wishes and hopes, already eroded
Happiness and delight, already flooded
Smiles and bliss, already gone
In utter darkness, leaving me alone..Leaving me alone..

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Note: Available online at http://literature.wnso.org/life_Rabin.htm

Lateral or Logical Thinking ?

2007-08-12T12:29:00.000-07:00

This involves some thinking so if your brain is not tired yet with the other stuffs.........

Lateral Thinking

Many years ago in a small Indian village, a farmer had the misfortune ofowing a large sum of money to a village moneylender.The moneylender, who was old and ugly, fancied the farmer's beautifuldaughter. So he proposed a bargain.
He said he would forgo the farmer's debt if he could marry hisdaughter. Both the farmer and his daughter were horrified by theproposal. So the cunning money-lender suggested that they let providencedecide the matter. He told them that he would put a black pebble and awhite pebble into an empty money bag.
Then the girl would have to pick one pebble from the bag.

1) If she picked the black pebble, she would become his wife and herfather's debt would be forgiven.
2) If she picked the white pebble she need not marry him and herfather's debt would still be forgiven.
3) But if she refused to pick a pebble, her father would be thrown into jail.

They were standing on a pebble strewn path in the farmer's field. Asthey talked, the moneylender bent over to pick up two pebbles. As hepicked them up, the sharp-eyed girl noticed that he had picked up twoblack pebbles and put them into the bag. He then asked the girl to picka pebble from the bag.

Now, imagine that you were standing in the field.What would you have done if you were the girl? If you had to advise her,what would you have told her?

Careful analysis would produce three possibilities:
1. The girl should refuse to take a pebble.
2. The girl should show that there were two black pebbles in the bag andexpose the money-lender as a cheat.
3. The girl should pick a black pebble and sacrifice herself in orderto save her father from his debt and imprisonment.

Take a moment to ponder over the story. The above story is used with thehope that it will make us appreciate the difference between lateral andlogical thinking. The girl's dilemma cannot be solved with traditional logical thinking.

Think of the consequences if she chooses the above logical answers.What would you recommend to the Girl to do?

Well, here is what she did .....

The girl put her hand into the moneybag and drew out a pebble. Without looking at it, she fumbled and let it fall onto the pebble-strewn pathwhere it immediately became lost among all the other pebbles."Oh, how clumsy of me," she said. "But never mind, if you look intothe bag for the one that is left, you will be able to tell which pebbleI picked." Since the remaining pebble is black, it must be assumed thatshe had picked the white one. And since the money-lender dared not admithis dishonesty, the girl changed what seemed an impossible situationinto an extremely advantageous one.

MORAL OF THE STORY:

Most complex problems do have a solution. It is only that we don'tattempt to think.Start your day with this thought provoking story and have a nice day....