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பொதுப்பகுதி / Re: ஜோக்கரின் குறுந்தகவல்

« Last post by joker on Today at 12:27:59 PM »

சில உறவுகள் வரம்
சில உறவுகள் பாடம்
கற்றுக்கொள்ள நிறையவே இருக்கிறது
விழிப்போடிருக்க கொஞ்சம்
தனித்திருக்கிறேன்
தனிமையில் சுகவாசியாய் ...

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GENERAL / Re: Joker's Short Messeges

« Last post by joker on Today at 12:23:15 PM »

A man's mood is often
misunderstood
because he was never
taught
how to transalate feeling
into words.
so silence become his
lanugage

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Birthday Wishes,Special & Festival Wishes - LATEST / Re: Wish you Happy Birthday Ms. JO (Sweetie)

« Last post by joker on Today at 12:20:36 PM »

வணக்கம் ஜோ
பன்முகத் திறமை கொண்ட உங்கள் வாழ்வில் வரும் வருடங்கள்
அமைதியாகவும் அர்த்தமுள்ளதாகவும் இருக்க இறைவனை பிரார்த்திக்கிறேன்

happy birthday JO

God Bless You

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GENERAL / Re: The Minds Journal

« Last post by சாக்ரடீஸ் on Today at 12:00:15 PM »

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GENERAL / Re: Did you know that 🤔🤔🤔

« Last post by MysteRy on Today at 11:49:24 AM »

He called it LEGO.

At the time, he was on the edge of bankruptcy.
He had four sons to feed.
And the world around him was falling apart.

Billund, Denmark. A small workshop where Ole Kirk Christiansen had spent years making “serious” things for “serious” people — furniture, ladders, ironing boards. The kind of work that kept a carpenter alive in a farming town.

Then the Great Depression hit.

Orders disappeared almost overnight. No one was building. No one was buying. The workshop that supported his family went quiet, replaced by unpaid bills and constant worry. A wife. Four young children. And a trade that suddenly seemed worthless.

For many, that would have been the end.

But Ole wasn’t just a craftsman.
He was a father.

Looking at the piles of wooden scraps left from furniture orders that would never return, he made a simple decision: if people could no longer afford big things, maybe they could afford small ones.

So he began making toys.

Simple wooden toys — yo-yos, pull-along ducks, small cars, hand-carved animals. Carefully sanded. Thoughtfully painted. Modest items, made with the same care he once gave to wardrobes and tables.

People told him it was a waste of time.
Toys wouldn’t save his business.

Ole disagreed.

He lived by a rule he repeated to his sons and his workers:
“Det bedste er ikke for godt” — only the best is good enough.

Even for toys.
Especially for toys.

The toys didn’t make him wealthy. They didn’t fix everything. But they sold just enough to survive another month. Then another. Then another year. Survival, not success, was the goal.

In 1934, he decided his small toy company needed a name. He combined two Danish words: leg godt — “play well.”

He called it LEGO.

For years, LEGO meant wooden toys made in a small town few people had ever heard of. A fragile business held together by craftsmanship and stubborn standards.

Then something new entered the world: plastic.

Cheaper than wood. More flexible. More colorful. In 1947, Ole took a gamble that nearly broke the company — he bought a plastic injection molding machine.

In 1949, they released their first plastic toys. The idea was promising, but the execution wasn’t. The bricks stacked, but they didn’t hold. Creations collapsed too easily.

They weren’t good enough.

So Ole and his son Godtfred kept working. For nine years they experimented, failed, adjusted, and tried again. They refused to release anything that didn’t meet the standard Ole had set during the darkest days of the Depression.

In 1958, Godtfred found the solution: studs on top, tubes inside. A locking system that held bricks together firmly. Structures stayed intact. Play became limitless.

On January 28, 1958, they patented the design.

The modern LEGO brick.

So precise that a brick made that year still fits perfectly with one made decades later.

Later that same year, Ole Kirk Christiansen passed away. He never saw LEGO become a global icon. He never saw castles, spaceships, cities, or movies built from his bricks.

But his belief lived on.

Today, LEGO is one of the most valuable toy companies in the world. Hundreds of millions of people have built something with those bricks. Parents pass them down. Children create new worlds. Adults rediscover them.

All because one desperate father refused to lower his standards when everything around him was collapsing.

That’s the true miracle of LEGO.

Not the size.
Not the profit.

But the principle.

When the world falls apart, you build.
When resources are scarce, you make something smaller — not worse.
When others cut corners, you protect quality.

You play well.

And that’s what legacy looks like — built one small piece at a time.

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GENERAL / 🐦 Interesting facts about sparrows that might surprise you

« Last post by MysteRy on Today at 11:41:55 AM »

They are small, lively, and often overlooked — but sparrows are true unsung heroes of nature.

🔹 Sparrows are not migratory birds.
Despite their tiny size, they are not afraid of cold weather. Even in the harshest морозs, they sit on snow-covered branches like little ornaments on a Christmas tree.

🔹 Sparrow parents are caring — and incredibly useful.
They feed their chicks almost exclusively with insects and gladly eat them themselves. Their benefit is especially noticeable in spring: just one pair of sparrows can consume up to 3 kilograms of garden pests in a single month.

🔹 Sparrows are natural weather forecasters.
Have you ever seen them splashing in puddles? It’s not just playful behavior. When sparrows bathe in water, sunny weather is on the way. When they “bathe” in dust or sand, it often signals long periods of rain ahead.

🔹 A tragic lesson from history.
In the mid-20th century, China launched a campaign to eliminate sparrows in an effort to protect crops. The result was disastrous. With their natural predators gone, insects devastated grain fields, triggering the Great Chinese Famine. Between 16 and 45 million people died from starvation between 1959 and 1961 — the largest famine in human history.

Eventually, China had to import sparrows from neighboring countries and restore their population. Since then, sparrows have been treated with great care and respect.

💬 Small creatures can have enormous impact. Sometimes nature understands balance far better than humans do.

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மருத்துவ மற்றும் அழகுக் குறிப்புகள் - Health & Beauty / 🧠 Your body does strange things every day… and none of them are random.

« Last post by MysteRy on Today at 11:38:08 AM »

Every reaction has a purpose.
Some protect you.
Others warn you that something isn’t right.

Here are 10 signals your body sends that you may not have known the meaning of 👇

1️⃣ Hiccups
They’re an emergency brake for your diaphragm when you eat too fast, swallow air, or get stressed. Your body is saying: “Slow down, you’re overwhelming me.”

2️⃣ Yawning
It’s not laziness. Yawning helps cool the brain and increase oxygen when you’re tired, stressed, or bored.

3️⃣ Stretching for no obvious reason
Your body’s way of saying: “I need movement.” It boosts circulation, wakes up muscles, and improves focus.

4️⃣ Sneezing
A built-in defense system. It clears dust, germs, pollen, and other unwanted particles from your nose.

5️⃣ Goosebumps
An ancient survival reflex triggered by cold or fear. Tiny hairs rise to help trap heat—just like in animals.

6️⃣ Eyelid twitching
Nothing mystical. It’s usually a sign of fatigue, stress, too much caffeine, or dehydration.

7️⃣ Wrinkled fingers in water
An evolutionary trick. Your skin wrinkles to improve grip on wet surfaces—like tire tread on the road.

8️⃣ Tears “for no reason”
They lubricate and clean your eyes and help regulate intense emotions.

9️⃣ Sudden body jerks while falling asleep
That jump you feel is your brain checking in: “Are you okay? Are you still breathing?”

🔟 Forgetting things when you’re stressed
Your brain gets overloaded. Without rest, it can’t properly store new memories.

⭐ Your body doesn’t make mistakes — it communicates with you.
Every symptom, reaction, or involuntary movement is a signal that something needs attention.

Learn to listen to yourself 💙

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STORIES / 🔨 THE NAIL AND THE HAMMER 🔨

« Last post by MysteRy on Today at 11:33:19 AM »

One day, the nail asked the hammer:
— Why are you always the one who hits me?

The hammer replied calmly:
— I don’t do it to hurt you,
I do it to help you fulfill your purpose.

— But it hurts, — said the nail.

— I know, — answered the hammer —
but without that strike, you would never go into the wood,
you would never be firmly set,
you would never hold anything important.

The nail thought for a moment and asked again:
— Don’t you get tired of hitting?

— Of course I do, — said the hammer —
but it’s worth it when I know
that because of it, you are accomplishing your mission.

The nail fell silent…
then said with a gentle smile:
— Thank you for pushing me forward, even when it hurts.
Thank you for not leaving me halfway.

✨ Moral ✨

Sometimes life strikes us
not to break us,
but to place us exactly
where we are meant to be.

Because even pain,
when it has meaning,
is also a way to move forward.

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GENERAL / Re: Did you know that 🤔🤔🤔

« Last post by MysteRy on Today at 11:23:19 AM »

Casio was never created to be a luxury symbol.
While other brands sold status and prestige, the Kashio family followed a very different vision: building technology for real life. Not polished glamour, not fragile elegance — just pure usefulness.

That philosophy was put to the test in the early 1980s.

Engineer Kikuo Ibe was walking down a hallway when his watch — a treasured gift from his father — slipped off his wrist and shattered on the floor. That moment of loss turned into an obsession. Ibe quietly formed a three-person team called “Project Team Tough” with a goal that sounded absurd at the time: to create a watch that would never break.

The process was brutal.
Prototype after prototype was dropped from a third-floor bathroom window at the research center — and every single one smashed on the asphalt below. Months of failure followed. Just as Ibe was close to giving up, inspiration came from an unexpected place: a park.

Watching a child bounce a rubber ball, he noticed something simple yet powerful — the center of the ball never took the impact.

That observation changed everything.

Ibe designed a “floating module” system, suspending the core of the watch inside the case with minimal contact points. In 1983, the G-Shock DW-5000C was born.

Casio didn’t conquer the world with gold or diamonds.
It earned its place with resin, polymer, and resilience.

The G-Shock became a quiet companion for students, workers, soldiers, and adventurers. A watch that survives job interviews, hard knocks, and unexpected journeys. It doesn’t demand attention or whisper “look at me.”
Its message is simple: I’m ready.

Casio became timeless because it reminds us that a great watch doesn’t slow you down out of fear of scratches — it pushes you forward.

Built not to impress.
Built to endure.

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GENERAL / Re: Did you know that 🤔🤔🤔

« Last post by MysteRy on Today at 11:20:00 AM »

He Built a House for Children Who Would Never Be Born.
Then He Gave Away His Entire Chocolate Empire So Those Rooms Would Never Be Empty.

Hershey, Pennsylvania.

Milton Hershey sat inside a massive mansion designed for a family he would never have. He was 43 years old. A self-made millionaire. His chocolate business was booming. An entire town carried his name.

He had everything a man of his era was supposed to want.
Everything—except children.

Every evening, Milton and his wife Kitty walked through silent hallways, past empty nurseries where no one ever slept, and gardens where no children ever laughed. Medical complications meant Kitty could never have kids.

In the early 1900s, that was considered the end of the story. Wealthy couples didn’t adopt. That was “strange.” “Unacceptable.” The script was simple: accept it, keep working, leave the money to distant relatives.

Milton Hershey tore that script apart.

Failure was something he knew well. Painfully well. His first two candy businesses collapsed. By 30, he was broke, in debt, with nothing to show for years of hard work. Most people would have quit.

Milton tried again.

That refusal to accept defeat shaped his entire life.

In 1909, Milton and Kitty announced something shocking: they were opening a school.
Not funding one.
Not donating to charity.
Building their own school. On their own land. With their own money.
For orphaned boys.

Friends were confused. “Why? You run a chocolate empire. Just donate money.”

But the Hersheys didn’t want to help from a distance.
They wanted to be parents.

The first students were children society had already written off—no family, no future. Milton knelt down, looked them in the eyes, and said something that mattered:

“This is not charity. This is family.”

Kitty learned every child’s name. Asked about their studies, their dreams, their fears. She wasn’t playing the role of a benefactor—she was mothering the children she could never give birth to.

Then, in 1915, everything shattered. Kitty died suddenly at 42.

Most people assumed the school would close. It had been their shared dream.

Instead, in 1918, Milton did the unthinkable.

He transferred control of the entire Hershey Chocolate Company—his life’s work—into a trust.
For the school.

Not a portion.
Not a percentage.
Everything.

Sixty million dollars at the time. Every chocolate bar. Every dollar of profit—now belonged to children.

People told him he was insane. “What about your legacy? Your family?”

Milton’s answer was simple:
“This is my legacy. These boys are my family.”

He even gave up his own mansion. It became part of the school. He moved into modest housing.

Milton Hershey died in 1945 at age 88—not surrounded by luxury, but by photographs of students who had graduated and built lives of their own.

And then the real story continued.

Today, over 2,100 children live and study at the Milton Hershey School—completely free. Housing, food, clothing, healthcare, education, sports, music, college preparation—all funded by the same trust created in 1918.

That trust is now worth over $17 billion.

Every Hershey’s bar. Every Reese’s cup. Every piece of chocolate still helps fund a childhood for someone who otherwise wouldn’t have one.

Milton Hershey never met most of these children. Many were born decades after his death.
Yet all of them prove something powerful:

Love doesn’t require shared DNA.

On the school grounds stands his statue—not as a businessman. He’s shown kneeling beside a child, eye to eye, a hand on the child’s shoulder.
Not a millionaire and an orphan.
A father and a son.

Most wealthy people leave their fortune to their biological children.
Milton Hershey had none.

So he left everything to children who had nothing—and gave them everything.

Legacy isn’t what you accumulate.
It’s what continues to live after you.

Chocolate is sweet.
But what Milton Hershey turned its profits into—
that’s a sweetness the world still tastes. 🍫💔➡️💛