This is worrying, ridiculous and inhuman!

Brief translation: Shocking news circulated in China .

A town in Canton is now on trend taking baby herbal soup to increase health and sexual
performance/stamina. The cost in China currency = approx $4000. A factory manager
was interviewed and he testified that it is effective because he is a frequent customer.
It is a delicacy whereby expensive herbs are added to boil the baby with chicken meat
for 8 hours boiling/steaming.

He pointed to his second wife next to him, who is 19 (he is 62), and testified that they
have sex everyday. After waiting for a co uple of weeks, he took this reporter to the
restaurant when he was informed by restaurant Manager that the spare rib soup
(local code for baby soup) was now available.

This time, it was a couple who have 2 daughters and this 3rd one was confirmed to be
a daughter again. So the couple aborted the baby which was 5 months old. Those babies
close to be born and die naturally costs 2000 in China currency. Those aborted ones cost
a few hundreds in China Currency. Those couples who did not want to sell dead babies,
placentas can be accepted also for couple of hundreds.

The reporter making comment that is this the problem arise from Chinese being taking
too much attention in healt h or is the backfire when China introduced one child in a
family policy (since majority prefers to have male babies and those poorer families
need ended up selling their female babies.)

Dear all,
This is so gross but at least we all know what is happening in this world.
Please pass on to whom you know loves exotic food or going to China . This is so sick!!

Fight Against Abuse

Lots of women and children are being abused in some way or the other in every part of the world. I personally feel that the percentage of women and children being abused is on an increase. In India every day on news we all get to hear about cases relating to rape, molestation, eve teasing, dowry death, harassment etc. We all have to work to stop this evil menace.


Keeping all this in mind , I have created “fight against abuse” group on Facebook and @fight_abuse on Twitter because I wanted to create awareness about the trauma faced women and children who are being abused. I would like to work with women and children who are being abused and help them over come the trauma they have gone through or may still be going through .On completion of my course on Criminology I would like to make this my career option as this cause is very close to my heart and I personally feel that enough is not being done to help these victims of abuse.


Even when I am facing discouragement and resistance from some individuals I will not give up till I succeed. If anyone who is interested in being a part of this cause is free to join us to make the fight stronger. Please feel free to leave a story you have read or heard, an experience you have gone through in your life or any sort of information you would like to share regarding the subject.


I have created an e-mail id for this cause in the group in Facebook feel free to drop me a line. If you don’t have a account on Facebook feel free to contact me on twitter @sahiba_k I will send you the email id for that cause.

Joke

Jackson went to the psychiatrist, "Doc," I've got trouble. Every time I get into bed I think there's somebody under my bed. I get under the bed, I think there's somebody on top of it. Top, under, top , under. I'm going crazy!"
"Just put yourself in my hands for two days,"said the shrink.
Come to me three times a week I'll cure you.
How much do you charge?
A hundred dollars per visit.
I'll think about it.
Jackson never went back. Six months later he met the doctor on the street. Why you did not come and see me asked the Psychiatrist.
"For hundred bucks a visit? A bartender cured me for 10 dollars."
Is it so! How?
"He told me to cut the legs of my bed."

Physical Abuse

Physical abuse is an abuse which involves contact intended to cause feelings of intimidation, injury, or other physical suffering or bodily harm.

Forms of Physical abuse:

>Striking
>Punching
>Pushing, pulling
>Slapping
>Whipping
>Striking with an object
>Excessive pinching on the body
>Kicking
>Making someone fall
>Kneeing
>Strangling
>Drowning
>Sleep deprivation
>Exposure to cold, freezing
>Exposure to heat or radiation, burning
>Exposure to electric shock
>Placing in stress positions (tied or otherwise forced)
>Cutting or otherwise exposing somebody to something sharp
>Exposure to a dangerous animal
>Throwing or shooting a projectile
>Exposure to a toxic substance
>Infecting with a disease
>Withholding food or medication
>Spanking is subject to controversy as to whether it qualifies as physical abuse.
>Blinding a person or causing impairment of sight.
>Biting

Courage

I love the man that can smile in
trouble, that can gather strength
from distress, and grow brave by
reflection. Tis the business of
little minds to shrink; but he
whose heart os firm, and whose
conscience approves his conduct,
will pursue his principles unto death.

Living day by day

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been no vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed by window could sit up, he would pass time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm-in-arm amidst flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band- he would see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days and weeks passed. One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the world outside. Finally, he would have joy of seeing it for himself.

He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.

Time is capable of understanding

Once upon a time, there was a island where all feelings lived. Happiness, sadness, knowledge, and all of the other including
Love. However, one day it was announced to the couples that the island would sink, so all prepared their boats and left. Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to stay until it started sinking. When love was almost sinking, he decided to ask for help. "Richness was passing by Love in a beautiful boat. Loved said, "Richness can you take me with you?" Richness answered, "No, I can't there are a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place for you." Loved decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by, "Vanity, please help me!" I can't help you Love. You are all wet and probably damage my boat." Vanity answered. Sadness was close by so loved asked for help. " Sadness, let me go with you. "Oh Love, I am so sad that i prefer to go alone!" Happiness passed by Love too, but she was so happy that she did not listen when Love called her! Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come Love, I will take you. "It was elderly. Love became very happy that he even forgot to ask the name of the elderly. When they arrived to the other side, Love asked knowledge who was the elderly.

"It was Time."

"Time? But why did time help me?"

"Because only time is capable of understanding such a great Love."

The Empty Chair

A man's daughter had asked the local minister to come and pray with her father. When the minister arrived, he found the man lying in bed with his head propped up on two pillows. An empty chair beside his bed. The minister assumed that the fellow had been informed of his visit.

"I guess you were expecting me," he said.

"No, I wasn't; who are you? said the father.

"I'm the new minister at your church, " he replied. "When I saw the empty chair, I figured you knew I was coming to visit."

"Oh yeah, the chair, " said the bedridden man. "Would you mind closing the door? " Puzzled, the minister closed the door.

"I have never told anyone this, not even my own daughter, " said the old man. "But all of my life I have never known how to pray. At church, I used to hear the pastor talk about prayer, but it went right over my head." The old man continued,"I abandoned any attempt at prayer one day, about four years ago, my best friend said to me, ' prayer is just a simple matter of having conversation with jesus. Here is what I suggest. Sit down in a chair place an empty chair in front of you, and in faith, see jesus sitting in the chair. It's not weird or anything because he promised, "I'll be there with you always." Then just speak to him, and listen, in the same way you are doing with me right now."

The father continued, "So i tried it. I've liked it so much that I do it a couple of hours every day. I'm careful though of my daughter saw me talking to an empty chair, she'd either have a nervous breakdown or send me off to a mental home.

The minister was deeply moved by the story and encouraged the old man to continue his journey. He anointed him with oil and prayed with him. Then he left.

Two nights later the daughter called to tell the minister that her father passed away that afternoon.

"Did he die in peace?" he asked. "Yes. When I was leaving for the store he called me over to his bedside, told me that he loved me, and kissed me on my cheek. When i returned home an hour later, he was dead. "She continued, "But there was something strange about his death. Apparently, just before daddy died, he leaned over and rested his head on the chair next to his bed. What do you make of that?

The minister, wiping a tear from his eye, said"I wish we all could go like that."

Differnce

There is a little difference in
people, but that little difference
makes a big difference. The
little difference is attitude. The
Big difference is whether
is it positive or negative.

Success

Don't be discouraged by a
failure . It can be a positive
experience . Failure is, in a sense,
the highway to success, inasmuch
as every discovery of what is false
leads us to seek earnestly after
what is true, and every fresh
experience point out some form
of error which we shall afterwards
carefully avoid.