Toungue twisters

Wikipedia states: "A tongue-twister is a phrase that is designed to be difficult to articulate properly. Tongue-twisters may rely on similar but distinct phonemes (e.g., s [s] and sh [ʃ]), unfamiliar constructs in loanwords, or other features of a language. The hardest tongue-twister in the English language (according to Guinness World Records) is supposedly The sixth sick sheikh's sixth sheep's sick. William Poundstone claims that the hardest English tongue twister is "The seething sea ceaseth and thus the seething sea sufficeth us." 1.If you understand, say "understand". If you don't understand, Say "don't understand". But if you understand and say "don't Understand". How do I understand that you understand? Understand! 2.I wish to wish the wish you wish to wish, but if you wish the Wish the witch wishes, I won't wish the wish you wish to wish. 3.Sounding by sound is a sound method of sounding sounds. 4.A sailor went to sea to see, what he could see. And all he Could see was sea, sea, sea. 5.Purple Paper People, Purple Paper People, Purple Paper People 6.If two witches were watching two watches, which witch would watch which watch? 7.I thought a thought.But the thought I thought wasn't the thought I thought I thought. If the thought I thought I thought had been The thought I thought, I wouldn't have thought so much. 8.Once a fellow met a fellow In a field of beans. Said a fellow to A fellow, "If a fellow asks a fellow, Can a fellow tell a fellow What a fellow means?" 9.Mr Inside went over to see Mr Outside. Mr Inside stood outside and Called to MrOutside inside. Mr Outside answered Mr Inside from Inside and Told Mr Inside to come inside. Mr Inside said "NO", And told Mr Outside to come outside. MrOutside and Mr Inside argued From inside and outside about going outside or coming inside. Finally, Mr Outside coaxed Mr Inside to come inside, then both Mr Outside and Mr Inside went outside to the riverside. 10.SHE SELLS SEA SHELLS ON THE SEA SHORE , BUT THE SEA SHELLS THAT SHE SELLS, ON THE SEA SHORE ARE NOT THE REAL ONES 11.The owner of the inside inn was inside his inside inn with his inside Outside his inside inn. 12.If one doctor doctors another doctor does the doctor who doctors the Doctor doctor the doctor the way the doctor he is doctoring doctors? Or does the doctor doctor the way the doctor who doctors doctors? "When a doctor falls ill another doctor doctor's the doctor. Does the Doctor doctoring the doctor doctor the doctor in his own way or does The doctor doctoring the doctor doctors the doctor in the doctor's way" 13.We surely shall see the sun shine shortly. Whether the weather be fine, Or whether the weather be not, Whether the weather be cold Or whether the Weather be hot, We'll weather the weather Whatever the weather, Whether we Like it or not. Watch? Whether the weather is hot. Whether the weather is Cold. Whether the weather is either or not. It is whether we like it or not. 14.Nine nice night nurses nursing nicely. 15.A flea and a fly in a flue Said the fly "Oh what should we do" Said the Flea" Let us fly Said the fly"Let us flee" So they flew through a flaw in The flue 16.If you tell Tom to tell a tongue-twister his tongue will be twisted as Tongue-twister twists tongues. 17.Mr. See owned a saw.And Mr. Soar owned a seesaw. Now See's saw sawed Soar's Seesaw Before Soar saw See, Which made Soar sore.Had Soar seen See's saw Before See sawed Soar's seesaw, See's saw would not have sawed Soar's Seesaw. So See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw. But it was sad to see Soar so sore Just because See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw 18.Betty Botter had some butter, "But," she said, "this butter's bitter. If I bake this bitter butter, It would make my batter bitter. But a bit of better butter, That would make my batter better." So she bought a bit of butter - Better than her bitter butter - And she baked it in her batter; And the batter was not bitter. So 'twas better Betty Botter Bought a bit of better butter.

A real story-A chat between a Solider and Software Engineer

A real story ...A chat between a Solider and Software Engineer
in Shatabdi Train .........An interesting and a must readl!

Vivek Pradhan was not a happy man. Even the plush comfort of the
air-conditioned compartment of the Shatabdi express could not cool
his frayed nerves. He was the Project Manager and still not
entitled to air travel. It was not the prestige he sought, he had tried to
reason with the admin person, it was the savings in time. As PM, he
had so many things to do!! He opened his case and took out the laptop,

determined to put the time to some good use.

"Are you from the software industry sir," the man beside him was
staring appreciatively at the laptop. Vivek glanced briefly and
mumbled in affirmation, handling the laptop now with exaggerated
care and importance as if it were an expensive car.

"You people have brought so much advancement to the country, Sir.
Today everything is getting computerized."


"Thanks," smiled Vivek, turning around to give the man a look. He
always found it difficult to resist appreciation. The man was young
and stockily built like a sportsman. He looked simple and strangely
out of place in that little lap of luxury like a small town boy in a
prep school. He probably was a railway sportsman making the most
of his free traveling pass.

"You people always amaze me," the man continued, "You sit in an
office and write something on a computer and it does so many big
things outside."

Vivek smiled deprecatingly. Naiveness demanded reasoning not
anger. "It is not as simple as that my friend. It is not just a question
of writing a few lines. There is a lot of process that goes behind it."

For a moment, he was tempted to explain the entire Software
Development Lifecycle but restrained himself to a single statement.
"It is complex, very complex."

"It has to be. No wonder you people are so highly paid!," came
the reply.

This was not turning out as Vivek had thought. A hint of
belligerence crept into his so far affable, persuasive tone.

"Everyone just sees the money. No one sees the amount of hard work
we have to put in. Indians have such a narrow concept of hard
work. Just because we sit in an air-conditioned office, does not mean
our brows do not sweat. You exercise the muscle;
we exercise the mind and believe me that is no less taxing."

He could see, he had the man where he wanted, and it was time to
drive home the point. "Let me give you an example. Take this train.
The entire railway reservation system is computerized. You can book
a train ticket between any two stations from any of the hundreds of
computerized booking centres across the country. Thousands of tr!
ansactions accessing a single database, at a time concurrently; data integrity,

locking, data security. Do you understand the complexity in designing and

coding such a system?"

The man was awestuck; quite like a child at a planetarium. This was
something big and beyond his imagination. "You design and code such
things."

"I used to," Vivek paused for effect, "but now I am the Project
Manager."

"Oh!" sighed the man, as if the storm had passed over, "so your life
is easy now."

This was like the last straw for Vivek. He retorted, "Oh come on,
does life ever get easy as you go up the ladder. Responsibility only
brings more work. Design and coding!

That is the easier part. Now I do not do it, but I am responsible
for it and believe me, that is far more stressfu! My job is to get
the work done in time and with the highest quality. To tell you
about the pressures, there is the customer at one end, always
changing his requirements, the user at the other, wanting something
else, and your boss, always expecting you to have finished it
yesterday."

Vivek paused in his diatribe, his belligerence fading with
self-realisation. What he had said, was not merely the outburst of a
wronged man, it was the truth. And one need not get angry while
defending the truth.

"My friend," he concluded triumphantly, "you don't know what it is
to be in the Line of Fire".

The man sat back in his chair, his eyes closed as if in
realization. When he spoke after sometime, it was with a calm
certainty that surprised Vivek. "I know sir,..... I know what it is
to be in the Line of Fire......." He was staring blankly, as if no
passenger, no train existed, just a vast expanse of time.

"There were 30 of us when we were ordered to capture Point 4875 in
the cover of the night. The enemy was firing from the top. There
was no knowing where the next bullet was going to come from and for
whom. In the morning when we finally hoisted the tricolour at the
top only 4 of us were alive."

"You are a...?"

"I am Subedar Sushant from the 13 J&K Rifles on duty at Peak 4875 in
Kargil. They tell me I have completed my term and can opt for a soft
assignment. But, tell me sir, can one give up duty just because it
makes life easier. On the dawn of that capture, one of my colleagues
lay injured in the snow, open to enemy fire while we were hiding
behind a bunker. It was my job to go and fetch that soldier to
safety. But my Captain Batra Sahib refused me permission and went
ahead himself. "He said that the first pledge he had taken as a
Gentleman Cadet was to put the safety and welfare of the nation
foremost followed by the safety and welfare of the men he
commanded... ....his own personal safety came last, always and every
time. "He was killed as he shielded and brought that injured
soldier into the bunker. Every morning thereafter, as we stood
guard, I could see him taking all those bullets, which were actually
meant for me . I know sir....I know, what it is to be in the Line of
Fire."

Vivek looked at him in disbelief not sure of how to respond.
Abruptly, he switched off the laptop. It seemed trivial, even
insulting to edit a Word document in the presence of a man for whom
valour and duty was a daily part of life; valour and sense of duty
which he had so far attributed only to epical heroes.

The train slowed down as it pulled into the station, and Subedar
Sushant picked up his bags to alight.

"It was nice meeting you sir."

Vivek fumbled with the handshake.

This hand... had climbed mountains, pressed the trigger, and hoisted
the tricolour.

Suddenly, as if by impulse, he stood up at attention and his right
hand went up in an impromptu salute.
It was the least he felt he could do for the country.

PS: The incident he narrated during the capture of Peak 4875 is a
true-life incident during the Kargil war. Capt. Batra sacrificed his
life while trying to save one of the men he commanded, as victory
was within sight. For this and various other acts of bravery, he was
awarded the Param Vir Chakra, the nation's highest military award.

Live humbly, there are great people around us, let us learn!

Hachiko: The World’s Most Loyal Dog

Hachiko, an Akita dog in Japan, sets an example for loyalty by waiting patiently for its master’s return from work in a railway station. It did this routine for 11 years every day.

The Akita breed dog, Hachikō was born on November 10, 1923 and died March 8, 1935. It is known in Japanese as (chūken hachikō, lit. 'faithful dog Hachikō'). It is remembered fondly in Japan for its intense loyalty, waiting for its master for more than 11 years.

In 1924, Hachiko was brought to Tokyo by its master Hidesamuro Ueno, a professor in the agricultural department at the University of Tokyo. When Hachiko’s master went to work, it greeted him off at the front door, and when his master came back from work he usually went to the nearest railway station and waited for him there. It used to do this as a routine every day. However, his master died a year later in May 1925, but Hachiko kept this routine and waited for its master at the station for the next 11 years until its death in 1935.

Others at the station initially thought it was waiting for something else or roaming around but later realized it was waiting for its dead master. So the vendors there used to give some bits of food and water for its unwavering loyalty. But others doubted it and said the dog might have come because of the food the vendors gave for it. If so, then the dog could have come at other times also, but appeared only in the evening time, precisely when the train was due at the station.

One of the professor's students was able to document the reason for the dog coming to the station for its master. And the student returned several times over the years and saw the dog appear precisely when the train was due at the station in the evening. He published this fact in one of the Tokyo’s largest newspaper after which the dog became a national figure and everyone were impressed with the loyalty shown by the dog and used it as an example for their children and students to follow.

Soon after a well known artist did a sculpture of the dog which was erected at Shibuya Station and Hachikō himself was present at its unveiling. The statue had to be recycled later for World War II. However, they did the sculpture again, and the original artist’s son made the statue of the dog in 1948. This statue has become a popular meeting spot in Japan.

Source:http://www.digitaljournal.com/article/218509/Dog_faithfully_awaits_return_of_his_master_for_past_11_years

Films

Hachikō was the subject of the 1987 movie Hachi-kō (Hachikō Monogatari) ハチ公物語 (literally “The Tale of Hachiko”), directed by Seijirō Kōyama, which told the story of his life from his birth up until his death and imagined spiritual reunion with his master. Considered a blockbuster success, the film was the last big hit for Japanese film studioShochiku Kinema Kenkyû-jo.

Hachiko: A Dog's Story,^] released in August 2009, is an American movie starring actor Richard Gere, directed by Lasse Hallström, about Hachikō and his relationship with the professor. The movie was filmed in Rhode Island, and also featured Joan Allen and Jason Alexander.

The story and statue of Hachikō at Shibuya Statue are featured in the direct-to-video animated film Scooby-Doo! and the Samurai Sword.^{[citation needed]}

Books

Hachikō is also the subject of a 2004 children's book entitled Hachikō: The True Story of a Loyal Dog, written by Pamela S. Turner and illustrated by Yan Nascimbene. Another children's book, a short novel for readers of all ages called Hachiko Waits, written by Lesléa Newman and illustrated by Machiyo Kodaira, was published by Henry Holt & Co. in 2004. Hachiko Waits was released in paperback by Square Fish (an imprint of MacMillan) in 2008.

Hachikō is featured prominently in the 2008 novel The Story of Edgar Sawtelle by David Wroblewski.^[ The novel revolves around the extraordinary relationship between the title character, his family and the dogs they raise.

Video Games

The statue of Hachiko is featured in the Square Enix game The World Ends With You (released in the US in April 2008) and is even part of one of the game's first missions.

Radio

In 1994, the Culture Broadcasting Network (CBN) in Japan was able to lift a recording of Hachikō barking from an old record that had been broken into several pieces. A huge advertising campaign ensued and on Saturday, May 28, 1994, 59 years after his death, millions of radio listeners tuned in to hear Hachikō bark.

(Source:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hachik%C5%8D