[Shadeshi_Bondhu] OPTICAL ILLUSIONS

OPTICAL ILLUSIONS ON GERMAN TRUCKS

Here are 7 pictures of semi-trucks.  Their trailers are painted to look like the sides are missing and the products they are hauling are painted on the sides and back.


The first painting is one of a bottle that looks like it is coming out the side of the trailer.

The second is a canvas tote bag.

 
The third is of Pepsi cases and they are all stacked on the ceiling, and the bottom of the trailer is empty:
The fourth is of a truck with the windshield facing the back, and there has been a driver painted in the drivers seat looking back over his shoulder to appear like he is driving backwards:
The fifth one is of an aquarium with fish swimming in it:

The sixth one is of a bookshelf with books lined up in it, and a post it note with andvertisement:
The last one is for Pringles Hot &Spicy. The side of the trailer has the appearance of having been through a fire that has ravaged the truck's interior:

 
 

 

 

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Re: [Shadeshi_Bondhu] HR IN HELL

hahahahahaha ...

exactly .. :D

 

 

On 10/23/08, md.ullah rabbi <rabbi_dhbd2002@yahoo.com> wrote:

One day while walking down the street a highly successful Human Resources Manager was tragically hit by a bus and she died. Her soul arrived up in heaven where she was met at the Pearly Gates by St. Peter himself. "Welcome to Heaven," said St. Peter. "Before you get settled in though, it seems we have a problem. You see, strangely enough, we've never once had a Human Resources Manager make it this far and we're not really sure what to do with you." "No problem, just let me in," said the woman. "Well, I'd like to, but I have higher orders. What we're going to do is let you have a day in Hell and a day in Heaven and then you can choose whichever one you want to spend an eternity in." "Actually, I think I've made up my mind, I prefer to stay in Heaven", said the woman "Sorry, we have rules..." And with that St. Peter put the executive in an elevator and it went down-down-down to hell. The doors opened and she found herself stepping out onto the putting green of a beautiful golf course. In the distance was a country club and standing in front of her were all her friends - fellow executives that she had worked with and they were well dressed in evening gowns and cheering for her. They ran up and kissed her on both cheeks and they talked about old times. They played an excellent round of golf and at night went to the country club where she enjoyed an excellent steak and lobster dinner. She met the Devil who was actually a really nice guy (kind of cute) and she had a great time telling jokes and dancing. She was having such a good time that before she knew it, it was time to leave. Everybody shook her hand and waved goodbye as she got on the elevator. The elevator went up-up-up and opened back up at the Pearly Gates and found St. Peter waiting for her. "Now it's time to spend a day in heaven," he said. So she spent the next 24 hours lounging around on clouds and playing the harp and singing. She had great time and before she knew it her 24 hours were up and St. Peter came and got her. "So, you've spent a day in hell and you've spent a day in heaven. Now you must choose your eternity," The woman paused for a second and then replied, "Well, I never thought I'd say this, I mean, Heaven has been really great and all, but I think I had a better time in Hell." So St. Peter escorted her to the elevator and again she went down-down-down back to Hell. When the doors of the elevator opened she found herself standing in a desolate wasteland covered in garbage and filth. She saw her friends were dressed in rags and were picking up the garbage and putting it in sacks. The Devil came up to her and put his arm around her. "I don't understand," stammered the woman, "yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and a country club and we ate lobster and we danced and had a great time. Now all there is a wasteland of garbage and all my friends look miserable." The Devil looked at her smiled and told... "Yesterday we were recruiting you, today you're an Employee"

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[Shadeshi_Bondhu] British Philosophy of Ruling India: Excerpts from Lord Macaulay's testimony in British Parliament in 1835

Please read the last part of this mail that contains newspaper clip on Lord Macaulay's doctrine as he was addressing the British Parliament on February 2, 1835. This knowledgeable man tells the truth and ultimately convinced the British government to follow his doctrine And that paid-off.  Who are we now ... you know better? 

Old Photographs from Indian History   The daughter of an Indian maharajah seated on a panther she shot, sometime during 1920s. A British man gets a pedicure from an Indian servant. The Grand Trunk Road , built by Sher Shah Suri, was the main trade route from Calcutta to Kabul . A group of Dancing or nautch girls began performing with their elaborate costumes and jewelry. A rare view of the President's palace and the Parliament building in New Delhi . Women gather at a party in Mumbai ( Bombay ) in 1910. A group from Vaishnava, a sect founded by a Hindu mystic. His followers are called Gosvami-maharajahs An aerial view of Jama Masjid mosque in Delhi , built between 1650 and 1658. The Imperial Airways 'Hanno' Hadley Page passenger airplane carries the England to India air mail, stopping in Sharjah to refuel.   See what the India was at 1835..... Forward it to all

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Archana Dheer
 

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Re: [Shadeshi_Bondhu] Re: Love and anger

umm .. sorry babes

On Thu, Oct 23, 2008 at 8:29 PM, jrisaika <jrisaika@yahoo.com> wrote:

yeah...i gss u r ryt...but i dont lyk stories lyk dis dat makes me
sad...even if its unreal n moralistic...

--- In Shadeshi_Bondhu@yahoogroups.com, "md.ullah rabbi"

<rabbi_dhbd2002@...> wrote:
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> yah u r rit....but i think it's simply a story with a moral....
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> --- On Wed, 10/22/08, Saika Shahrin <jrisaika@...> wrote:
> From: Saika Shahrin <jrisaika@...>

> Subject: Re: [Shadeshi_Bondhu] Love and anger
> To: Shadeshi_Bondhu@yahoogroups.com
> Date: Wednesday, October 22, 2008, 12:52 PM
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> sorry babes...but i have a really odd q in here...n dat is...how
many 4 yrs old children do u know who can really ryt, i luv u dad...?
>
> "R@kiB" <rakib.exe@gmail. com> wrote: nah, parey na ...
> ektar present e onnoti paliye jay ..
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> On Wed, Oct 22, 2008 at 10:49 PM, Farhana Haque <sama_cse@yahoo.
com> wrote:
> Can anyone ans me " Is love and anger stay together???? "
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> --- On Wed, 22/10/08, r i d a y <pramiti.riday@ gmail.com> wrote:
> From: r i d a y <pramiti.riday@ gmail.com>
> Subject: Re: [Shadeshi_Bondhu] Love and anger
> To: Shadeshi_Bondhu@ yahoogroups. com
> Date: Wednesday, 22 October, 2008, 7:34 PM
>
> really a touching story...
>
> On Wed, Oct 22, 2008 at 10:43 AM, md.ullah rabbi <rabbi_dhbd2002@
yahoo.com> wrote:
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> While a man was washing his new car, his 4 yr old son picked stone
& scratched lines on the side of the car.
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> In anger, the man took the child's hand & hit it many times, not
realizing he was using a wrench.
>
> At the hospital, the child lost all his fingers due to multiple
fractures. When the child saw his father....
> with painful eyes he asked 'Dad when will my fingers grow back?'
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> Man was so hurt and speechless. He went back to car and kicked it
a lot of times.
> Devastated by his own actions..... . sitting in front of that car
he looked at the scratches, child had written 'LOVE YOU DAD'.
> The next day that man committed suicide. . .
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> Anger and Love have no limits, Choose the later to have a
beautiful & lovely life....?
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[Shadeshi_Bondhu] LITTLE RED RIDING HOOD...

hey buddies...here i come again...

n this time i wont go on bokboking on n on...i'll simply tell a
story n drift off... ... ...
now here comes the story...

the story is a bout a little girl, named little red riding
hood...who was a simple girl in her teens..with a pair of dreamy eyes
n thoughts to change the world...she thought that she would be able
to persuade the bad ones to turn into good fellows
n make them see reasons for doing so...she believed that her good
intentions and strong heart will let her live being the
happiest person in the world...

here was a problem in her living being happy... a very big
problem...as she didn't live among people like u n me...
she lived in a house situated in the center of a large jungle...the
woods were full of beasts...wild n dangerous...
when little red riding hood was a baby only, her mother died...she
went to fetch water from the spring n
never came back...the girl was brought up by her father...and before
he die, he told her that she has to go beyond the forest
coz that is the place where she will find her solace...living among
people who would love her...
she'll have to pass the woods to do so...n doing that would be
dangerous...as in the coue she will find beasts who wont
let her pass by without being payed...and she will hav to rescue her
heart coz widout it what would she offer to her knight?

she was a strong girl with a decision to make a change in the world,
to change her own fate...so she packed some foods
n started her journey through the woods...

she walked a long way using the sun as a mark...in the after noon
she ate a little, drank from her jug n started off again...
she chose a tree to sleep at the night...n at dawn as the birds woke
her up...she started again...soon she found herself
beside the spring she passed yesterday...n she discovered with
terror that she is lost in the woods...

the moment she knew that she was lost she heard something...n before
she could run off from the clearing came in view a wolf...
she stopped rooted with fear as the wolf was checking her out...n
then it smelled her n said satisfyingly...'hmm...someone seems
lost...'
the girl said...'i...i...i'm not lost...i just came to fill my
jug...'...the wolf was not to be fooled...
n soon the girl found herself in the position of bergaining what
price to pay to know the right way...the wolf wanted her right hand
n knowing no other way she gave away her hand...after knowing the
way from the wolf she started off again... ... ...

n no sooner than the 2nd morning she knew that she is lost again...n
then came the tiger n as the price of showing her the way it
took her left leg...

days went by like this...every morning she got herself lost n found
the way giving away her own flesh n blood...n in the course
she lost all her body parts to satisfy the animals to show her the
way to the people...

little red riding hood is now only left with her eyes n
heart...she's now afraid that is another beast comes n demands
her the price for showing her the right way then she will have to
give away her eyes too...n then her lifeless heart will
always lay unopened in this wood...her knight in shining armour wont
ever know what joy could this pretty little heart
of her bring to him...the trees n birds will sing unhappily for her
and will cover her heart with care...
n in a few days it will rot, n nobody in the world will know that
here lies the heart of little red riding hood
who wanted to prove that a good heart can do anything...

i know u didn't like the story...believe me neither did i...writing
it was difficult too... i know bng sarcastic doesn't solve
any problem...but u know...i have to say something everyday...i
have to communicate with people...coz i think i'm
loosing it...loosing my way of communication...n as i m not
conversating with any one i'm writing...coz atleast the paper dont
argue...

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