Nothing is impossible in life ...

From one of the poorest family's chair to the
most powerful chair in the world

Mentos and soft drink reaction

First popularized by Steve Spangler on 9News in 2005, which resulted in Internet coverage of the incident, a Mentos mint expedites a rapid release of carbon dioxide when dropped into a carbonated liquid, such as a soft drink, because of its high surface tension. Also, the small dents in the surface of the candy provide a great site for nucleation, which is how the carbon dioxide molecules can escape so rapidly. The escaping bubbles quickly turn into a raging foam, and the pressure can build dramatically in a restricted container such as a two-liter bottle.

'FALL' and not 'RISE'

Can anyone answer these questions for me?
Why do we 'FALL' and not 'RISE' in LOVE?
Is it possible to love rationally? If YES... how? If NO...WHY not!

Life

Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.
Life is beauty, admire it.
Life is bliss, taste it.
Life is a dream, realize it.
Life is a challenge, meet it.
Life is a duty, complete it.
Life is a game, play it.
Life is costly, care for it.
Life is wealth, keep it.
Life is love, enjoy it.
Life is mystery, know it.
Life is a promise, fulfill it.
Life is sorrow, overcome it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a struggle, accept it.
Life is tragedy, confront it.
Life is an adventure, dare it.
Life is too precious, do not destroy it.
Life is luck, make it.
Life is life, fight for it

How to disable a STOLEN mobile phone?

To check your Mobile phone's serial number, key in the following digits on your phone:
* # 0 6 #
A 15 digit code will appear on the screen.
This number is unique to your handset.
Write it down and keep it somewhere safe.
Should your phone get stolen, You can phone your service provider and give them this code.
They will then be able to block your handset so even if the thief changes the SIM card, Your phone will be totally useless.
You probably won't get your phone back, But at least you know that whoever stole it can't use/sell it either.
If everybody does this, there would be no point in people stealing mobile phones.

Made in Japan!

There was a Japanese man who went to America for sightseeing. On the last day, he hailed a cab and told the driver to drive to the airport. During the journey, a Honda drove past the taxi. Thereupon, the man leaned out of the window excitedly and yelled, "Honda, very fast! Made in Japan!"
After a while, a Toyota sped past the taxi. Again, the Japanese man leaned out of the window and yelled, "Toyota, very fast! Made in Japan!"
And then a Mitsubishi sped past the taxi. For the third time, the Japanese leaned out of the window and yelled, "Mitsubishi, very fast! Made in Japan!" The driver was a little angry, but he kept quiet. And this went on for quite a number of cars. Finally, the taxi came to the airport. The fare was US$300.
The Japanese exclaimed, "Wah... so expensive!"
There upon, the driver yelled back, "Meter, very fast! Made in Japan!"

Syria - name meaning and origin

The girl's name Syria \s(y)-ria\ is a variant of Siria (Spanish, Persian), and the meaning of Syria is "sun-bright, glowing".

The baby name Syria sounds like Ceria, Cyra, Syrilla, Siri, Zaria, Sera, Sarra, Sari, Saraia, Sara, Sariah, Seeria and Suri. Other similar baby names are Kyria, Lyria and Tyria.

Syria is a very rare female first name and an uncommon surname (source: 1990 U.S. Census).

Happiness keeps you sweet

Happiness keeps you sweet,
Trials keep you strong,
Sorrows keep you human,
Failures keep you humble,
Success keeps you glowing,
But Only God Keeps You Going!

At dawn she puts the kettle on to heat
Then feeds the cats around her feet,
She places her tea set on a worn tray
And routinely readies for another day.

Gingerly she lays the tray by her chair
And prepares tea while waiting there,
Lingering shadows play over the room,
She waits for morning sun coming soon.

She sits by the window in sunshine
Sewing to while away the daytime,
In solitude dreaming of yesteryear
And the children she raised here.

Tonight she'll reread one of many books
Cradled by her chair in the little nook
While the mantle clock chimes away time
She will carefully read every worn line.

Time has passed the lonely old lady by,
Many an hour she's had a long cry,
Her husband has long since passed on,
All the children are grown and gone.

She waits for her children to phone, but they won't.
She waits for someone to come by, but they don't.
She waits for a letter from some kin or friend
But the postman passes her by again.

In solitude each day she sits and waits,
Hoping someone will enter her gate,
Just anyone to visit with or see
And perhaps have a cup of tea.

A lawyer and an Italian are sitting next to each other on a long flight. The lawyer is thinking that Italians are so dumb that he could get over on them easy...So the lawyer asks if the Italian would like to play a fun game.

The Italian is tired and just wants to take a nap, so he politely declines and tries to catch a few winks. The lawyer persists, and says that the game is a lot of fun. I ask you a question, and if you don't know the answer, you pay me only $5; you ask me one, and if I don't know the answer, I will pay you $500, he says. This catches the Italians attention and to keep the lawyer quiet, he agrees to play the game.

The lawyer asks the first question. 'What's the distance from The Earth to the Moon?' The Italian doesn't say a word, reaches in his pocket pulls out a
Five-dollar bill, and hands it to the lawyer.

Now, it’s the Italian's turn. He asks the lawyer, 'What goes up a hill with three legs, and comes down with four?' The lawyer uses his laptop and searches all references he could find on the Net. He sends e-mails to all the smart friends he knows, all to no avail. After one hour of searching he finally gives up. He wakes up the Italian and hands him $500. The Italian pockets the $500 and goes right back to sleep.

The lawyer is going nuts not knowing the answer. He wakes the Italian up and asks, 'well, so what goes up a hill with three legs and comes down with four?'

The Italian reaches in his pocket, hands the lawyer $5 and goes back to sleep.

This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem - Written by an African Kid

When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in Sun, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black
And you white fellow
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you gray
And you calling me colored?