WhatsApp starts voice calling feature.!!

WhatsApp for Android phone function has been integrated.!!

The mobile WhatsApp Messenger is as already announced  receive voice services and now the phone function is reflected in the current app version for Android for the first time under the name "WhatsApp call".


Starting with version 2.11.240, the new function that allows to find it is currently already have the people submenu in the group chat. So you're in a group chat can, tapping her a participant and "Call Contact" select, then runs a WhatsApp call over the data network. The call function in normal chat still starts just a normal call over the mobile network.

If you want to try out the new function times must (as mentioned frequently) either wait for the update via Google Play, or takes an app like "WhatsApp 2Date" ( Download ) to help meeting the WhatsApp server automatically on new official APK versions checks for and downloads and installs if necessary. For more impatient user a great solution.

I'm due to the integration of the telephony function currently believe that it will not be long before WhatsApp or Facebook to launch the new "WhatsApp calls" officially announced.

Last year, WhatsApp had announced that it soon plans to roll out voice calling feature for its users. In December, a few screenshots of the feature had leaked.

According to WhatsApp CEO Jan Koum, the delay in rolling out voice calling feature was due to technical hurdles that developers were facing. He had said that the service had been delayed till Q1 2015, speaking at an industry conference in October.

The voice calling feature will bring WhatsApp in direct clash with apps like WeChat, Viber and Line that already allow users to make calls and send messages. WhatsApp is the biggest instant messaging app in the world, with 700 million active users in January 2015.


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 The calling feature is included in WhatsApp's new build (2.11.508) which is only available on WhatsApp's website at the time of filing this story. So users will need to download the .apk file and side-load the app until it arrives on the Play Store.

However, even after installing the new version, voice calling will not be activated for all users. Users will only be able to get the voice calling feature if someone who has it enabled calls them through WhatsApp similar to an invite system. Sources added that the person who sent them the invite has confirmed that it works on all Android phones (and not just Android 5.0 phones) and in other countries (not just India).

WhatsApp has not announced the rollout of the feature yet. Perhaps, it's still testing the feature with select users.!!




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I LOVE YOU

I remember the day you were born. I was waiting to meet you. your innocent closed eyes were like two strong tiny hands clenching my heart. Fetching me towards you, inch by inch. I couldn't go away that day. I waited beside your mom. my heart was beating fast. I was thinking, " there you come. there you come". I was waiting to meet you. Then I saw your tiny little head. Your hair was wet. You were starting a brand new journey to this earth. It was such a struggle to pull you out from your mother's womb. Your mom was trying to push you with each deep breath and you were gaining your new life with each struggle. At last the Doc pulled you out. I touched your body. Every part of your body was so soft and young and so nice. I was so happy to see you. You were wet with goo and blood. Still you were looking so beautiful. Your eyes were closed and your lips were shut. Your eyes were telling a lot of things about this pitiful earth on that day. Though still your eyes were closed. That tiny but deep disturbance on your forehead. Like that of a king when something is not right. You were imperial. I fell in love with you.

Then I licked you with my long black tongue. Feeling my rough tongue slithering around your body, you couldn't take that anymore.You screamed for the first time. Your first cry. everyone was happy hearing you crying. I was happy too. You were good. In a salty way of course. That flavor of blood on your body was awesome. I still can remember that taste. You opened your eyes. I looked at you with my watery mouth, drooling all over your face. My dark eyes could see you through. You saw me and started crying again. The nurse sent you to your mom. You thought, you were saved from me. How Naive of you. After that day I have never left you out of my sight.

I sniffed you, licked you when you were not awake. You woke up with a jerk and started crying. Your mom came only to make you feel better for such a short time.

You started to grow up like I wanted you to. Remember, when you were 7 and none was there with you? You heard a deep voice coming under your bed. You were so coward even not to leave your fingers outside your bed. You slept but I was under your bed all the night. I'm still around. Examining every small steps you take, every time you move your head. Don't believe me? Don't you feel that sudden itchy sensation on your body. I'm touching you right now. You are so beautiful. I'm surely in love with you.

You call me Boogeyman!? No...No...No.... I'm not Boogeyman. I'm far beyond that. I live with you. I feed upon your soul. I feed upon your energy. I'll keep sucking you until your hair grow white. Your limbs go weak. People will start calling you old. And then one day you will become so weak that even your heart wouldn't have the energy to bit.

Death you say? That's some farfetched shit. People don't die. They just go weak. So weak that even moving a finger would be impossible. Then my time will come. I'll start licking you. You're body will get wet again like the first time you were born. But this time with my saliva. My stinky flesh eating saliva. hahaha I'm so excited.

Your relatives are great that they will pack you in a nice coffin and leave you 6 feet under ground. No matter how much you try you wouldn't get the energy to say the word "help". you're grave will be my dining room. personal dining place I say. hahaha. There's one problem though, my body is too big to fit in a mere 6 feet grave but I'll try to manage. Crawling on your chest would help me to fit in, I believe. What do you say? Don't worry. You won't get bored. I'm a multidoer. I'll eat and talk with you till I suck out your brain from your dry skull. Umm....I'm sooo excited. Getting goosebumps all over my slimy body. I can't wait to make you old. You're so beautiful. 

Teddy (Chain Letter)

Teddy (Chain Letter)

Once you read this chain letter you cannot get out. Finish reading this until it is done!

Hi, I am Teddy. I am 7 years old. I have no eyes and blood all over my face. I am dead. If you don’t send this to at least 12 people I will come to your house at midnight and I’ll hide under your bed. When you’re asleep, I’ll kill you.

Don’t believe me?

Case 1: Patty Buckles got this chain e-mail. She didn’t believe in chain letters. Well, foolish Patty. She was sleeping when her TV started flickering on and off. Now she’s not with us anymore. Ha ha Patty, Ha ha! You don’t want to be like Patty, do you?

Case 2: George M. Simon hated chain e-mails, but he didn’t want to die that night. He sent it to 4 people. Not good enough George. Now, George is in a coma. we don’t know if he’ll ever wake up. Ha ha George, Ha ha! Now, do you want to be like George?

Case 3: Valarie Tyler got this chain e-mail. Just another chain letter, or so she thought. Only had 7 people to send to. Well, that night when she was having a shower she saw a bloody figure in the mirror. She got the biggest fright of her life. Valarie is scarred for life.

Case 4: Derek Minse was a smart person. He sent it to 12 people. Later that day, he found a $100 bill on the ground. He was promoted to head manager at his job and his girlfriend agreed to marry him. Now, he and his wife are living happily ever after. They have two beautiful children.

Send this to at least 12 people or you’ll face the consequences.

0 people – You will die tonight!
1-6 people – you will be injured!
7-11 people – you will get the biggest fright of your life!
12 and over – you are safe and will have good fortune!

Do What Teddy Says!!!! Hurry, you must send to 12 people before midnight.

* Look! This is what we do. Introducing you with these types of things. Please don't embarrass yourself by commenting such things like you don't believe this or you don't believe that. It's your own decision. Just don't ruin the fun of others. May be he Is right under your bed. Sleep well, Readers.

Axe Murder Hollow (Urban Legend)

Susan and Ned were driving through a wooded empty section of highway. Lightning flashed, thunder roared, the sky went dark in the torrential downpour.
“We’d better stop,” s aid Susan.
Ned nodded his head in agreement. He stepped on the brake, and suddenly the car started to slide on the slick pavement. They plunged off the road and slid to a halt at the bottom of an incline.
Pale and shaking, Ned quickly turned to check if Susan was all right. When s he nodded, Ned relaxed and looked through the rain soaked windows.
“I’m going to see how bad it is,” he told Susan, and when out into the storm. She saw his blurry figure in the headlight, walking around the front of the car. A moment later, he jumped in beside her, soaking wet.
“The car’s not badly damaged, but we’re wheel-deep in mud,” he said. “I’m going to have to go for help.”
Susan swallowed nervously. There would be no quick rescue here. He told her to turn off the headlights and lock the doors until he returned.
Axe Murder Hollow. Although Ned hadn’t said the name aloud, they both knew what he had been thinking when he told her to lock the car. This was the place where a man had once taken an axe and hacked his wife to death in a jealous rage over an alleged affair. Supposedly, the axe-wielding spirit of the husband continued to haunt this section of the road.
Outside the car, Susan heard a shriek, a loud thump, and a strange gurgling noise. Butshe couldn’t see anything in the darkness.
Frightened, she shrank down into her seat. She sat in silence for a while, and then she noticed another sound. Bump. Bump. Bump. It was a soft sound,like something being blown by the wind.
Suddenly, the car was illuminated by a bright light. An official sounding voice told her toget out of the car. Ned must have found a police officer. Susan unlocked the door and stepped out of the car. As her eyes adjusted to the bright light, she saw it.
Hanging by his feet from the tree next to the car was the dead body of Ned. His bloody throat had been cut so deeply that he was nearly decapitated. The wind swung his corpse back and forth so that it thumped against the tree. Bump.Bump. Bump.
Susan screamed and ran toward the voice and the light. As she drew close, she realized the light was not coming from a flashlight. Standing there was the glowing figure of a man with a smile on his face and a large, solid, and definitely real axe in his hands. She backed away from the glowing figure until she bumped into the car.
“Playing around when my back was turned,” the ghost whispered, stroking the sharp blade of the axe with his fingers.“You’ve been very naughty.”
The last thing she saw was the glint of the axe blade in the eerie, incandescent light.

Justice

This may be the only case where an alleged spiritual possession led to a formal legal judgment of murder.
On February 13, 1936, the body of local resident Giuseppe “Pepe” Veraldi was found under the Morandi bridge in the city of Catanzaro, Italy. The body was in bad shape and had obviously fallen from the bridge above. The cause of death was determined to be severe damage to the head.
Due to the injuries and the lack of any evidence of foul play, the police decided it was a suicide and stopped any further investigation. Pepe’s family protested that there was no reason for him to have killed himself, but the police did not re-open the case.
The death was the talk of the town for several months, but it eventually faded from public gossip.
It wasn’t until three years later that Pepe’s death would return to the forefront of attention.
One morning in January of 1939, Maria Talarico, a teenaged girl of the city, was walking across the same bridge, as she had done many times before. About halfway across she suddenly stopped, walked over to the side from which Pepe had allegedly jumped,and mysteriously fainted. Several people were nearby and promptly arranged for Maria to be carted home.
Once in her own home, she awakened and initially seemed to be herself until she spoke. Instead of her usual voice, she spoke in a rasping male voice and told those present that she was Pepe Veraldi, and demanded to speak to his mother. After the shock had worn off somewhat, one of the neighbors ran off to fetch Mrs. Veraldi. During the wait, “Pepe” asked for wine and cigarettes and playing cards — proposing that he and some of the men have a game until his mother arrived. Needless to say, this was not in any way similar to Maria’s normal behavior.
Eventually Pepe’s mother showed up and he quickly told her (via Maria) that he had been murdered but did not name the culprit(s). As this information began to sink in with those gathered at the Talarico home, Maria quickly got up and ran outside to the exact place under the bridge where Pepe’s corpse had fallen. Those from Maria’s household followed her, and when Pepe’s mother arrived she ordered her son’s spirit to leave Maria. Apparently it did, as Maria instantly “woke up” but remembered nothing of the past since she had initially fainted on the bridge.
Most likely Pepe’s mother went to the police with this information, but without names, there was nothing they could do. And they might have found the whole story too difficult to believe.
The story would have ended there had it not been for a letter Pepe’s mother received nine years after Maria’s apparent possession. The letter was from one of Pepe’s former friends who was living in Argentina. He confessed to killing Pepe in an argument over a woman. Three other men helped him commit the crime, he said, and he named them — something Pepe’s ghost had not done.
Pepe’s mother now had something concrete to prove that her son had not killed himself. She took the letter to the police. One of the accomplices had died, but the other two were investigated, arrested, tried, convicted, and jailed.

Swanson Field

There's this place called Swanson Field. I haven't been up there for a while. Well, more than a while, probably years. I drive past it all the time, but this time for some reason or another, I stopped. I remember back when I was a kid, people always said the field was haunted, though personally I don't believe in ghosts, but it's got enough people spooked to catch my attention.

The weird thing is, it's just a field. No abandoned house or strange structures or anything. As I look around all I can see is the damp swampiness of the field. The only reason I really remember it is that when I was kid we would go there every halloween night. It's funny that I'm only remembering this right now.

All the kids in school would work on masks the day before Halloween. We used to call it Mischief day. Making the mask and getting ready for the walk through swanson field the next day. I would always work hard on my mask making it look really cool. The teachers would always put this sort of strange diamond thing on the forhead of the mask. that always ruined the look of my mask. The star thing made it look, well, lame.

We never went trick-or-treating, we always just went with our parents to Swanson Field then walked through it. But we were never allowed to talk about the field, let alone even walk through it other than Halloween night. My parents and the other kids parents never looked down at us when we were walking no matter how much we made a fool of our selfs or pestered them. We never made eye contact, and there was a rule that we could not take our masks off until our parents said we could.

There were also these people that moved out in the woods instead of inside the field. I could never recognize them from my town. When I saw them, they were people but they didn't move like people, they moved like deer. It was a sort of swooping up and down into the shadows of the trees, but they walked on two legs. They had great costumes, they almost looked real. The costumes were completely black with mouths on the back, the front, the top, and sides of the head. the reason I could tell see the mouths were that they were more of a grey-ish hue, instead of black, like the rest of the body.

It's funny, I could never remember how the night ever ended. I always woke up in my bed, and the last thing I could remember was taking off the mask or leaving the field. I probably just fell asleep and my parents brought me home.

Then, then nobody ever brought it up again. Grownups would get mad if you talked about the ghosts of kids in the field, hell I even remember a kid being sent to the dentention for drawing the little diamond thing on the forheads of the mask. I remember feeling annoyed about that if they hated the thing so much why did they make us wear it, always ruining my mask.




  Before Chrismas break the teacher would tell us a story about Swanson Field. They would tell it when the sun was setting really, really, early. The story was that people could hear the voices of kids in the field. I never really new why they did it, but nobody ever asked. It was a few days before Christmas so I had no reason to think about that. The teacher always said that Swanson Field was a special place, but you should never go there alone. And this is the first time I have been back on this field for almost 12 years. It's strange, I mean, I don't hear anything. Do you?

The Haunting Case of WWII

The Haunting Case of WW II
Ghost Planes
It's not hard to find reports of
World War II ghost planes.
Unfortunately, it's quite hard to
find documented sources of
these ghostly tales. The fact is,
they're all pretty much folk tales.
They take many forms, but there
are two basic types.
First, you have post-war stories
about people encountering
planes from the past. Typically,
you'll have a young couple out
for a country stroll in the 1960s,
70s or 80s. They hear an odd
sound and turn around to see a
prop-driven vintage warplane
cruising along at low altitude,or
perhaps an entire flight of them.
Some of these stories are heavily
embellished (the plane
disappears into thin air, the
sighting was a harbinger of a
tragic plane crash that happened
shortly thereafter, the ghostly
pilots waved sadly to the
witnesses as they passed).
Stories might incorporate
speculation about "time slips."
The second type is more
interesting. These are ghost
plane sightings that happened
during the war. In its most
common form, the story revolves
around a flight of planes thatleft
for a dangerous mission. Later,
all the planes return and are
accounted for except one.
Everyone watches the sky,
hoping they made it out alive, but
no plane appears on the horizon.
Then, hours later, the drone of
radial engines sounds in the
distance. A plane is spotted.
Could it be their missing
comrades? But, no they would
have run out of fuel hours ago.
Still, there it is, heavily damaged,
limping along toward the air
field. It makes a ragged landing
and fellow airmen rush to the
scene. Inside the plane they
find…nothing. Not a soul. Nota
corpse. And the fuel tanks are
bone dry.
There are variations – sometimes
the crew is on board, but dead.
Sometimes the plane is so badly
damaged there's no physical way
it could have flown. There's a
story that a U.S. plane appeared
over the California coast hours
after the Pearl Harbor attack,
smoking and sputtering.
Witnesses could see a pilot on
board, but when the plane
crashed, the wreckage was empty.

Story no 2

WORLD WAR II WAS A PERIOD OF DRAMATIC CHANGE ACROSS THE GLOBE. BUT ALONG WITH ALL THE POLITICAL MACHINATIONS AND MILITARY STRATEGIES, SOME SERIOUSLY BIZARRE STUFF HAPPENED.
A few months after Pearl Harbor, America was pretty on-edge, especially along the west coast. Everyone was scanning the sky and sea in fear of another Japanese attack. A Japanese submarine had shelled the Ellwood oilfield near Santa Barbara in February of 1942. Later that month, the mounting tension exploded into full-blown hysteria. An AWOL weather balloon triggered the initial panic. After that, flares were fired into the night sky, either to illuminate potential threats or signal danger. People saw the flares as more attackers, and a barrage of anti-aircraft fire soon filled the night.
The activity continued for several nights. In the end, the only casualties from the whole affair were three heart attack victims and three dead due to friendly fire. No Japanese aircraft were found, and the Japanese later denied having anything in the air near L.A. at the time.
That's the official story, at least. There were claims of a cover-up and a bunch of wild theories. The incident was five years prior to the Kenneth Arnold flying saucer report that sparked the U.S. UFO craze, but this is sometimes retroactively described as one of the first major UFO sightings. Newspapers at the time thought the whole thing was orchestrated to drum up support for the war effort by inducing panic. Tight-lipped military reports did little to alleviate concerns – a full public investigation wasn't performed until 40 years later.