Future is NOW!!! - email jksw

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See the  future in medicine!    Quo Vadis ?                                           Click   on: iDoctor

Proud and Prejudiced by Rodney Ferdinands, Book

A superb book on old Ceylon from a Burghers point of view.
Click on the web-link below to download the pdf format book:-

http://www.ferdinandus.com/Proudandprejudiced/P&P.pdf

Clock - email from Piyusha Atapattu

THIS IS DELIGHTFUL ! 

 

EVER SEE  A CLOCK LIKE THIS? CLICK ON THE PURPLE LINK BELOW to see an unusual clock which gives exact  time:     Ø§ÛŒÙ†Ø¬Ø§ کلیک Ú©Ù†

America's got Talent - email from Gunsie

On America's got Talent... love these 3 Tenors.. especially Sri Lankan Sean Panikkan

ENJOY! WITH FULL VOLUME!  

On America's got Talent... love these 3 Tenors.. especially Sri Lankan Sean Panikkan.. (mother is a Tamil. .. Father is a Sinhalese lives in Michigan.. )

Three guys who met online melt hearts with a powerful version of "Unchained Melody."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NDBAwBp7EtI&feature=share

'Keeping your fork' - email from Piyusha Atapattu.

There was a young woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live. So as she was getting her things 'in order,' she contacted her Pastor and had him come to her house to discuss certain aspects of her final wishes.  She told him which songs she wanted sung at the service, what scriptures she would like read, and what outfit she wanted to be buried in.  Everything was in order and the Pastor was preparing to leave when the young woman suddenly remembered something very important to her.  'There's one more thing,' she said excitedly..  'What's that?' came the Pastor's reply.  'This is very important,' the young woman continued. 'I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand.'  The Pastor stood looking at the young woman, not knowing quite what to say.  That surprises you, doesn't it?' the young woman asked.  'Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request,' said the Pastor.  The young woman explained. 'My grandmother once told me this story, and from that time on I have always tried to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in need of encouragement. In all my years of attending socials and dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say, 'Keep your fork.' It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming...like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie. Something wonderful, and with substance!' So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder 'What's with the fork?' Then I want you to tell them: 'Keep your fork ..the best is yet to come.'  The Pastor's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young woman good-bye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see her before her death. But he also knew that the young woman had a better grasp of heaven than he did. She had a better grasp of what heaven would be like than many people twice her age, with twice as much experience and knowledge. She KNEW that something better was coming.  At the funeral people were walking by the young woman's casket and they saw the cloak she was wearing and the fork placed in her right hand. Over and over, the Pastor heard the question, 'What's with the fork?' And over and over he smiled.  During his message, the Pastor told the people of the conversation he had with the young woman shortly before she died. He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to her. He told the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork and told them that they probably would not be able to stop thinking about it either.  He was right. So the next time you reach down for your fork let it remind you, ever so gently, that the best is yet to come. Friends are a very rare jewel , indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. Cherish the time you have , and the memories you share. Being friends with someone is not an opportunity, but a sweet responsibility.  Send this to everyone you consider a FRIEND...and I'll bet this will be an Email they do remember, every time they pick up a fork!  And just remember...keep your fork!  The BEST is yet to come!  God Bless You.

Romani girl from Kosovo goes to India to discover her roots - email from jksw

​Spanish Gypsy Flamenco ​ returns to India with Anoushka Shankar

​http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7a1zU0yxk6c​

Romani girl from Kosovo goes to India to discover her roots

​http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q6HfenInNEA​

Life and reflections - email from Lucian Wijethunge

Subject: Life as it needs to be reflected upon today

 To all of you wonderful people who mean so much to me.

This perfect reflection on life as the years go by is something so meaningful and true. Hope you enjoy it.
"Happy people don't necessarily have the best of everything,
But they make the best of everything they have. "

And You dear people have contributed a great deal to the happiness we share here.

This is in appreciation.

  Aging . . . . Absolutely stunning Photos, beautiful music



 

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When I'm sixty four - Beetles; Click on each link below:-

1. http://youtu.be/ldIfhc1pJpk

2. http://youtu.be/uHGe09wXwX0

 The song is sung by a young man to his lover, and is about his plans of growing old together with her. Although the theme is ageing, it was one of the first songs McCartney wrote, when he was 16.^[3] Played by the Beatles in the early days as a song they could play when the amplifiers broke down or the electricity went off.^[5][6] Both George Martin and Mark Lewisohn speculated that McCartney may have thought of the song when recording began for Sgt. Pepper in December 1966 because his father turned 64 earlier that year.[5]

Some people are getting the facts mixed up. At 15 McCartney just wrote the basic tune in which he copied his father's style, and the lyrics were just thrown and weren't that great, Paul was only 15. It wasn't until Paul was 25 that the Beatles, including George Martin, rewrote and improved the lyrics for a Beatles album. It's an odd song of getting old satire, with the wife leaving him and him asking her if she'll send him a postcard and drop him a line, and him wanting her to fill in a form to tell him if she'll share a cottage with him, like they've grown very distant, and this being written during a time of the hippie generation of peace and love. The lyrics must have been scoffing at the older generation and how they treated each other, the way my parents were around that time.

- Harry, Sunnyvale, CA

Philip G V