Law Of...

(Rules for which reasons are not-known...)

Very interesting.

Just enjoy the accuracy of these rules.



*Law of Mechanical Repair:
After your hands become coated with grease,
your nose will begin to itch.
(as i know this one)


*Law of the Workshop:
Any tool, when dropped, will roll to
the least accessible corner.


*Telephone Conundrum:
When you dial a wrong number,
you never get an engaged one.


*Law of the ALIBI
If you use the excuse that you were late for
work because you had a flat tire, the next morning
you will actually have a flat tire.
(find something else)


*Law of QUEUE:
If you change queues, the one you have left will
start to move faster than the one you are in now.


*Bell's Theorem:
As soon as the body is immersed fully in the bathtub,
or the shower at full blast, the cellphone will ring.


*Principle of Close Encounters:
The probability of meeting someone you know increases
when you are in a situation where you do not want to be
seen by anybody. (si Bombay n n'man)


*Law of the RESULT:
When you try to prove to the repairman that
a machine doesn't work, it will.


*Law of Biomechanics:
The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the
reachability of the area.


*Theater Rule:
At any event, the people whose seats are furthest
from the aisle arrive last.


*Law on weight loss:
When you have a 50 gram bar of Chocolate you will put on
1 Kilogramme of weight on your hips.



*Coffee Law:
As soon as you sit down to a cup of hot coffee,
your boss will ask you to do something which will last
until the coffee is cold.


*Office Law:
When you are working late, the boss will never be around.
When you are surfing the net the boss will always drop by.






Probably old, Right?

But still enjoyable.

Thought you had experienced almost all of them.


That rules however, always Works..... Trust me.

Salty Coffee

He met her on a party.

She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her,
while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him.
At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him,
she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised.


They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything,
she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home....
suddenly he asked the waiter.
"would you please give me some salt?
I'd like to put it in my coffee."


Everybody stared at him, so strange!
His face turned red, but still,
he put the salt in his coffee and drank it.

She asked him curiously; why you have this hobby?

He replied: "when I was a little boy, I was living near the sea,
I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea,
just like the taste of the salty coffee.
Now every time I have the salty coffee,
I always think of my childhood,
think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much,
I miss my parents who are still living there".


While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.
That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart.
A man who can tell out his homesickness,
he must be a man who loves home,
cares about home, has responsibility of home.

Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown,
her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk,
also a beautiful beginning of their story.

They continued to date.

She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands;
he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful.
He was such a good person but she almost missed him!
Thanks to his salty coffee!

Then the story was just like every beautiful love story , the princess
married to the prince, then they were living the happy life...


*And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some
salt in the coffee, she knew that's the way he liked it.



*After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said:


"My dearest,

please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie.

This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee.

Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time,

actually I wanted some sugar, but slip of the tongue I said salt.

It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead.

I never thought that could be the start of our communication!

I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life,

but I was too afraid to do that,

as I have promised not to lie to you for anything.

Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth:

I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste..

But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life!

Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you.

Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life.

If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you

for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again"....



Her tears made the letter totally wet.


Someday, someone asked her:

what's the taste of salty coffee?

"It's sweet." She replied.




Love is not to forget but to forgive,

not to see but to understand,

not to hear but to listen,

not to let go but to HOLD ON !!!!




(Who can make a salty coffee for me,..... anyone?)


Thanks: HM

Two Cups

A professor stood before his Philosophy class
and had some items in front of him.

When the class began, wordlessly,
he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar
and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full.

They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles
and poured them into the jar.He shook the jar lightly.
The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.
He then asked the students again if the jar was full.

They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand
and poured it into the jar. Of course,
the sand filled up everything else.
He asked once more if the jar was full.

The students responded with a unanimous "yes."

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from
under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar,
effectively filling the empty space between the sand.

The students laughed.

"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided,
"I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life".

"The golf balls are the important things -
your God, family, your children, your health, your friends,
and your favorite passions -
things that if everything else was lost
and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job,
your house, and your car.

The sand is everything else--the small stuff.

If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued,
"there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.

The same goes for life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff,
you will never have room for the things that are important to you.


-Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.

-Play with your children.

-Take time to get medical checkups.

-Take your partner out to dinner.

-Play another 18.

-There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal.

-Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter.

-Set your priorities.

-The rest is just sand."


One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.


The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked.

It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem,

there's always room for a cup of coffee with a friend."

~INSIGHTS~

During [these] periods of relaxation after concentrated
intellectual activity, the intuitive mind seems to take over
and can produce the sudden clarifying insights which give
so much joy and delight. -Fritjof Capra, physicist


... enjoy this warm pages created and contained a variety of topics all associated with a particular subject, ......coffee. As is often the case,
however, some good "cups" [insights] will put you on the right track.





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