Quotes about atm, page 3
Alibaba @ 40 Codes
Alibaba @ 40 codes
You must be ATM and credit card holders,
Have to open SIM, secret files and folders;
Can’t work unless pass-words are memorised
Because your most of work is computerised.
Paying bills of water, gas, phone or Electricity
Subscription, fee, levy or tax of an authority,
List where ID, passwords used, never ends here;
Social networks, email IDs too mind has to bear.
Own coding system each agency has evolved,
Alpha, numeric or special character is involved,
For security reason change password fortnightly,
Face consequences if done a mistake slightly.
Numerous ID and codes, one may be using,
Even for the brilliant people it is confusing;
Possible you may not open locks of your dwell
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poem by S.D. Tiwari
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A Single Glance
O, you boys! When shafts of light
beamed from the beady eyes of the girls,
you duck like our batsmen and go unhurt.
How could a single glance
make you fall or tall in life?
When you have no ATM cards,
the miracles of those wanton snares,
end as mirages doing nothing.
How could a single glance
make an empty hand to go to royal cafes.?
The teen aged boys need some counsels
for ignoring those glares and flares
as the girls like the West Indian fast battery
unsettle, shake and stumble
and divert them from their goals.
Some cine-stars in football stadiums
went half denuded as their glances didn’t serve
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poem by Rajendran Muthiah
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Fear is the KEY!
Fear is the Key!
Frightened to day as usual everyday
With;
‘Things to Do’ through out the DAY
Music’s to face ahead of the DAY
Frightened about the shave; and that After Shave!
Not sure yet; it may cut or it may cajole
It may burn or it may sooth
Not sure of the Soap Box
And Dye sachets/
Full or empty?
Can't trust even the ‘flush’ will do its duty normally or haath degaa?
Else, swindle me with empty sound ‘Dang –Dang’!
Maid Servant ‘Aayegi or Haath degi?
Daily affair; but new-fangled every morning
Fear; every morning!
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poem by krishna Baalu
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Dear all poem lovers
Dear all
Thanks a lot to you for having chosen to read this. I know very well that as a poem lover, you will be a nature lover too. You will also appreciate that all of us need to turn environment-friendly for sustenance and continuance of our very existence.
This is not a poem or poetic impression, but a request to you to contribute your bit on the occasion of World Environment Day, which falls on 5th June 2010 (for that matter each year) .
This year let us observe, rather not celebrate, World Environment Day.
Let us resolve to restrict the use of all natural non-renewable resources, especially the fuel resource.
As a sequel to this resolution, let us undertake a walk for at least 15 minutes anytime between 8.00 am and 10.00 am on 5th June 2010, a Saturday. We will walk with a pinned up message as shown below
WALK
YOUR
WAY
TODAY
WORLD
ENVIRONMENT
DAY
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poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Ang Kanser Sa Totoy Sa Akong English Teacher
Dugay ra niyang nabati ang bukol sa w'a niya nga totoy.
Kapoy. Baliwala lang. Mora'g wala lang. Daghan pa siya'g
Gigastohan nga mga pag-umangkon. Busy pod sa World
Literature. Preoccupied sa Third World Poetry.
Napulo'g lima katuig nga gatudlo sa English ug World
Literature si Ma'am sa usa ka private religious school.
Usa ako sa iyang gipalayog sa verb, adverbs, ug adjectives.
Gipaharong kang Tolstoy. Nakig-tagay ni Omar.
Sa mga blithe spirits ni Shelly. Ug kang Lucasta sa dihang
Miasdang na siya sa gubat. Kang Emily, Pablo, Octavio.
Shakespeare.Neruda. Mistral.
Nagdugo, nagnana ang duha miya ka tutoy.
Daghang verbs, adverbs, adjectives. Aduna pa gayo'y
Mga prepositions and conjunctions nga nabalaka su'd
Sa 25 ka tuig. Natawo ang mga balak. Ug mga sugilanon.
Nanubo ang mga dahon sa laurel. Nangisog ang mga paminta.
Namaak ang kahalang sa sili sa akong mga ngabil
Mitubo ang mga pan. Mibukal ang mga tuba.
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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2090 - The Journey of an immortal
Having a third eye
in front of your forehead
is strictly disturbing!
I told him,
And what are those things?
wrapped around all over your body
Oh they are snakes!
it doesn't help a bit either!
I added.
What was your name again?
You filthy immortal with a cursed mouth!
He asked without any voice.
Me...! Umm...
I'm just an innocent bystander,
was just passing by and saw you,
sitting here all alone by the woods!
BTW why are you alone like this?
It doesn't feel right in any way!
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poem by Pamuditha Zen Anjana
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Life in Paradise: 21st Century Style
2000-2001
The “dot com” bubble bursts
Recession
9/11/2001
America attacked!
Our way of life is threatened
Fear sets in
Financial institutions vulnerable!
Economy in a nose dive
What to do?
Everybody fly the flag from your home.
Save housing - Save the economy!
First, everybody needs a home.
The madness begins.
2002-2003
Create laws to increase minority homeownership
California gives birth to the ARMs* and NINJA** loans
Accounting irregularities at Fannie Mae (FNMA) & Freddie Mac (FDMAC) ***
Doors open for Wall Street to invest in Main Street
Without those pesky government regulations
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poem by Nancy Chambers
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Marketing skills in the college of CATs, Crows and Bitches, VIT University!
Once we sail away from home, we begin to crave for our existance and independence, mostly financial. Some of the parents also feel in the same way, while some like mine think that I have not attained enough maturity for handling the green money. I had to shed a fortune amount of tears to finally fulfill my craving for monetary independence, This was accompanied by initiation of my journey to VIT Vellore.
Finally the wait is over. With some wonder at God's immaculate management quota and a polite courteous bow to my parents I can announce to the world at large, that this indeed is a fabulous time to gain financial freedom. Yes, green addiction, here I come.
When I hold my monthly allowance of 8000 bucks in my hand I feel all powerful(even if it is for a day) and thank all mighty, above that my parents, who do not feel that the global meltdown should have a bite of my share too. So as all of us, poor VITians are caught up in the trap of college expenditure. We know that however much we have in hand, it always seems to slip out, akin to sand flowing out of a trembling wrist.
So as it was my first pocket money I was expected to stretch out the entire amount of Rs.8000 for full month without sneaking in a rupee or two from my ATM in return for my innocent rabbit like tune, I throw at parents with some sly intent to my dad. So like a proper accountant (though I don't exactly know what he does, LOL) I will try my hand at organized financial handling and decipher the cryptic ways in which my money leaves me.
The first, foremost and the most arduous task is of getting to college, which involves more than just getting up on time. Since I live in F block, and had previously decided that I will walk down to my college every day(which only God knows why….) I have a scenario where the timing is not its best shape. I have to wake up every day at 6am, thanks to my promise of taking bath every day and then heading to the college. Due to a confusing (in) flexible system, better known as FFCS, my classes were scattered all around the globe. Running from SJT to main building became my daily routine, god never graced me ever and I was always late, kicked outta class everyday. imagine what catastrophe, running in the campus like a burnt ass dog and everything flushes down the gutter, when mam sucks your attendence.
Coming to the topic,
shelling out the bucks system started when I hired an auto anna who used to carry my ass every day, from SJT to MB, at 200 bucks a month.
So in all I spend about 400 bucks on my travel monthly(add 200 bucks more cuz I seldom walk from hostel to SJT) ,
I got to think about food, another necessity. Now, the necessary food according to my mother is the wholesome lunch I am supposed to have. The food court-waala serves quite good stuff, which repels me from mess everyday and I've to live my life with a bunch of friends ordering stuffs that satisfies and sometimes spoils my stomach.(pun intended) .
So around 3k bucks spent on food per month
And now comes the entertainment part, a raghuvindra movie ticket costs50, which is apparently cheaper than I could ever imagine, but don't attract yourself in the positives, the travel charges to the theater is fucking 100 bucks, so 200 bucks on travel every week, therefore 1000 bucks straight away on a wooden seat theater experience.
Comes the Chittoor and Pondicherry trip once a month, straight away loss of 5000 bucks, topic change(Mom keeps an eye on my facebook, so no beer bash experience shared)
How can I forget those scary numbers I see in the ever in phone bills,1000 bucks, no,2000 bucks, hell no..it's Zero always, Man, I'm a VITian, I use a pre paid sim card, preferably spending 2000 bucks a month on roaming calls(yea, I love a girl back in my city, love hurts in every phase of life lol) the right to speech should surely be banned…. what say?
Other expenditure includes buying fancy shampoos twice a month(add 400 bucks to it) , body wash, twice a month(yeah, I take bath regularly, hard to accept, but true: p) , shopping, shopping for the one I love(ugh: /) , mid night maggie almost everyday with a bottle of pepsi and what not!
These are my hard and painful marketing views.
How about a penny for my thoughts?
poem by Nikhil Chandwani
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Feels Good
Feels good...(oooh)
Oh so good...(oooh)
Im in the e five-o-o
Goin out
One-0-0 listenin to the radio
Turnin up my stereo
Im...
Bobbin to the beats
Headed to the beach
Calhoun
Ill be there soon with all my friends
Barbeque with heinekens
Dont it feel good...
[chorus]
Feels good...
To feel the sunshine
Being with loved ones
Havin a good time
Feels good...
To be in love
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song performed by Next
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Class Reunion (feat. Monica)
(feat. Monica)
[Monica]
It's a class reunion, you come home from the ATM (oh yeah)
[Wyclef (Monica)]
Monica you ready, oh yeah
Man she look so good
Rolling through the hood
God bless the dead (bless the dead)
Jerry Wonder knock on wood
She was a ghetto queen, yeah
Turned into a fiend, yeah
Night I heard her scream
? to a nightmare dream, oh yeah (oh)
[Wyclef]
She was mine, she was pop
She was hip, she was hot
She was too fly, butterfly
It was her time, her time
It was her time, her time
So much dope on the streets
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song performed by Wyclef Jean
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