Can Man Live without God Ravi Zacharis - Mother India's Theme Song Since I have come into this world I must live If living means drinking poison I have to drink it - Muhammad Ali, the world heavyweight champion was flying to one of his engagements. Ali's name has never been synonymous with humility, and thus whether this story is faact or fiction, the notoriously yet affectionately branded "Lousville Lip" atleast made possible such an anecdote. During the flight flight the aircraft ran into foul weather, and mild to moderate turbulunce began to toss it about. All nervous fliers well known that when a pilot signals "moderate turbulence", he is implying, "if you any religious beliefs, it is time to express them." The passengers were accordingly instructed to fasten their seat belts immediately. Everyone but Ali compplied. Noticing this, the flight attendant approached him and requested that he observe the captains order, only to hear Ali audaciously respond, "Superman dont need no seatbelt". The flight attendant did not miss a bear and replied,"Superman don;t need no airplane either." - Every calling has its hazards. At neighborhood parties, doctors are an abused group, enduring the questions posed by friends as each presents his or own litany of maladies in the hope of a cure. Lawyers at such gatherings are induced by newly introduced acquintances to provide free counsel on any personal matter. I once heard of a doctor who was exasperated at this constant professional exploitation and was on a particular occasion commiserating with a friend who was a lawyer, asking him what she should do when her professional exploitation was taken advantage of in such settings. The lawyer suggeted that an easy solution would be to send a bill to the abuser of such a privelege. The doctors gratitude for the good advice was short lived whem the next day she received a bill for legal counsel in the mail - The story was of a roving reporter conducting a survey from country to country. In America, the first stop, he asked a person on the street, " What is your opinion on the shortage of meat in the World ?". The bemused American predictably responded "What is shortage" Continuing his single minded survey his next stop was in a deprived nation weighed down by the pain of famine. The reporter inquired, " What is your opinion on the shortage of meat in the World ?" and the famished individual predictably responded, "What is meat ?" His third location was a countrlustrangled by a dictatorial regime, and there the reporter asjed a person standing in a long line for food, " What is your opinion on the shortage of meat in the World ?" Having been stripped of all individuality, the puzlled person intoned "What is opinion" Finally, the frustrated reporter ended up in the Middle East and quizzed a harried individual on his way to work. " What is your opinion on the shortage of meat in the World ?" Wildly gesturing the Middle Easterner countered "What is, what is ?"