PIN NUMBER REVERSAL (GOOD TO KNOW)
If you should ever be forced by a robber to withdraw money from an ATMmachine, you can notify the police by entering your Pin # in reverse.For example if your pin number is 1234 then you would put in 4321.
The ATM recognizesthat your pin number is backwards from the ATM card you placed in themachine.
The machine will still give you the money you requested, but unknown tothe robber,the police will be immediately dispatched to help you.This information was recently broadcasted on TV and it states that it isseldom used because people don't know it exists.
By,
DoNNeY KoRaH
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
Beware of Phone
If you receive a phone call on your mobile from any person, saying that, they're checking your mobile line, and you have to press # 90 or #09 or any other number. End this call immediately without pressing any numbers. Friends there is a fraud company using a device that once you press #90 or #09 they can access your "SIM" card and make calls at your expense.
Forward this message to as many friends as you can, to stop it.This information has been confirmed by both Motorola and Nokia. There are over 3 Million affected mobile phones. You can also check this news in the CNN web site.
PLEASE FORWARD THIS PIECE OF INFORMATION TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS HAVING MOBILE.
By,
juidin bernarrd
If you receive a phone call on your mobile from any person, saying that, they're checking your mobile line, and you have to press # 90 or #09 or any other number. End this call immediately without pressing any numbers. Friends there is a fraud company using a device that once you press #90 or #09 they can access your "SIM" card and make calls at your expense.
Forward this message to as many friends as you can, to stop it.This information has been confirmed by both Motorola and Nokia. There are over 3 Million affected mobile phones. You can also check this news in the CNN web site.
PLEASE FORWARD THIS PIECE OF INFORMATION TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS HAVING MOBILE.
By,
juidin bernarrd
Friday, November 24, 2006
What Life is... ? Think!
Can you define what Life is....?
Life is a dream, achieve it.
Life is a promise, fulfil it.
Life is a fight, face it.
Life is a chance, gain it.
Life is a duty, perform it.
Life is a challenge, dare it.
Life is a game, win it.
Life is a stage, act it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is an ice-cream.
Enjoy it before it melts away!Yes dear friends! We have only one Life and it is given by Jesus! Is Jesus happy by giving you this Life? Or is He sad...? Life is so... Precious! Because you don't have another to enjoy or play with! Your Life here will decide your Life beyond....!!
Regards,
Robert.
Can you define what Life is....?
Life is a dream, achieve it.
Life is a promise, fulfil it.
Life is a fight, face it.
Life is a chance, gain it.
Life is a duty, perform it.
Life is a challenge, dare it.
Life is a game, win it.
Life is a stage, act it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is an ice-cream.
Enjoy it before it melts away!Yes dear friends! We have only one Life and it is given by Jesus! Is Jesus happy by giving you this Life? Or is He sad...? Life is so... Precious! Because you don't have another to enjoy or play with! Your Life here will decide your Life beyond....!!
Regards,
Robert.
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Spend some time to read this ... really nice
Sanjay, a rich guy, loved fast cars and he did have a few in hisPossession.He loved to speed and could not be bothered about breaking speedlimits. Many a times he was caught by the cops and speed radars,fined,but still he never bothered until.
One day as he was driving at a very high speed as usual, he saw a copfollowing him. The cop overtook him finally and asked him to stop and checked his license. He then took out his pad and started Writing,andthen handed over the sheet of paper to Sanjay.
How much was this one going to cost?!!!
Wait a minute.
What was this????
Some kind of joke? Certainly not a ticket.
Sanjay began to read:"Dear Sanjay, Once upon a time I had a lovelydaughter.She was six when killed by a car.You guessed it - a speedingdriver'scar.A fine and three months in jail, and the man was free. Free to hug his three daughters.
I only had one, and I'm going to have to wait until Heaven,before Icanever hug her again.A thousand times I've tried to forgive that man. A thousand times Ithought I had. Maybe I did, but I need to do it again. Even now.
Pray for me..And be careful, Sanjay, my son is all I have left."
Sanjay turned around in time to see the cop's car pull away and headdown the road. He watched until it disappeared. A full 15 minutes later, hetoo,pulledaway and drove slowly home, praying for forgiveness and hugging asurprisedwife and kids when he arrived.
Life is precious. Handle it with care.
Funny how you can send a thousand jokes' through e-mail and theyspreadlike wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding thesanctity of life, people think twice about sharing. Funny, how whenyougo to forward this message, you will not send it to many on your addresslist because you're not sure what they believe, or what they willthink ofyou,for sending it to them.Pass this on, you may save a life.
Regards,
Gibin George
Sanjay, a rich guy, loved fast cars and he did have a few in hisPossession.He loved to speed and could not be bothered about breaking speedlimits. Many a times he was caught by the cops and speed radars,fined,but still he never bothered until.
One day as he was driving at a very high speed as usual, he saw a copfollowing him. The cop overtook him finally and asked him to stop and checked his license. He then took out his pad and started Writing,andthen handed over the sheet of paper to Sanjay.
How much was this one going to cost?!!!
Wait a minute.
What was this????
Some kind of joke? Certainly not a ticket.
Sanjay began to read:"Dear Sanjay, Once upon a time I had a lovelydaughter.She was six when killed by a car.You guessed it - a speedingdriver'scar.A fine and three months in jail, and the man was free. Free to hug his three daughters.
I only had one, and I'm going to have to wait until Heaven,before Icanever hug her again.A thousand times I've tried to forgive that man. A thousand times Ithought I had. Maybe I did, but I need to do it again. Even now.
Pray for me..And be careful, Sanjay, my son is all I have left."
Sanjay turned around in time to see the cop's car pull away and headdown the road. He watched until it disappeared. A full 15 minutes later, hetoo,pulledaway and drove slowly home, praying for forgiveness and hugging asurprisedwife and kids when he arrived.
Life is precious. Handle it with care.
Funny how you can send a thousand jokes' through e-mail and theyspreadlike wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding thesanctity of life, people think twice about sharing. Funny, how whenyougo to forward this message, you will not send it to many on your addresslist because you're not sure what they believe, or what they willthink ofyou,for sending it to them.Pass this on, you may save a life.
Regards,
Gibin George
Saturday, November 18, 2006
Hi All,
Just wanted to warn you people not to buy those packs of ear buds you get at the roadside. It's made from cotton that has already been used in hospitals. They take all the dirty, blood filled cotton, wash it, bleach it and use it to make ear buds. So , unless you want to become the first person in the world to get Herpes Zoster Oticus (a viral infection of the inner, middle, and external ear) of the ear and that too from a cotton bud, DON'T BUY THEM! and Suggest People not to BuyMail this to your friends too.
Regards,
Betty Issac
Just wanted to warn you people not to buy those packs of ear buds you get at the roadside. It's made from cotton that has already been used in hospitals. They take all the dirty, blood filled cotton, wash it, bleach it and use it to make ear buds. So , unless you want to become the first person in the world to get Herpes Zoster Oticus (a viral infection of the inner, middle, and external ear) of the ear and that too from a cotton bud, DON'T BUY THEM! and Suggest People not to BuyMail this to your friends too.
Regards,
Betty Issac
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