Workaholic Me :)

Its long time i haven't blogged, and there was a reason for it. I have been engrossed in many activities. Let me place it like this, since the last blog post that i made, i have changed my company, i have travelled to two places away from my home, i have been trying to make a name for myself and believe me it was wonderful roller coaster ride!!!

Leaving the old company was never easy. It was my first company and i will cherish that forever. I miss all my colleagues and superiors and boss, who have become my good friends. I got everything from my first company, but then if you ask me why did i leave, the only answer would be i needed to learn more. I didn't want my knowledge to get stagnant. Sometimes it gets really tough for a person like me who brings emotions first to understand that in professional world you need to move on to reach new heights. I am sad that i miss all my friends because this was were it all began, this was were i learned what i know, this was where which helped me in giving an identity and probably after 3 or 4 decades from now if i am alive, i will be telling my grandkids that Asite was my first company. Touchwood

Joining the new company is a thrill. I find here many young and new energy and the company growing at unstoppable speed and i am so glad that i am a part of it. My role here is quite different with what i had in last company and i have to be updated every time which is what i like most. I have started giving back to community in which i am learning, helping others and learning all the time as i do all these. I went to Gurgaon away from home for the first time for work related stuff and it was a good learning experience. I am right now in Bangalore for another project and may be day after tomorrow will be going back home after 3 long months. I had some good and bitter experience in the later project but i have to take it as something to learn. One thing i love about the projects away from my hometown is that i get to travel, see new places and make new friends.

Let's see what life has in store for me next!!! Whatever it is "Bring it on...."

Quote:

"I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by."
— Douglas Adams

Back from Hiatus

Hello everyone,

Its been such a long time blogging, i missed all of you. Couldnt blog coz had lots of work. I dont know, when next i will blog.

So how are you all doin'? I have seen that some of the blogs I regularly visited are not there.

Life's running so fast and days are hard to catch. Amidst all of it, I feel that i am losing some precious moments. I am forgetting to live!!! I am faking happiness and smile. Wish i could break away and be free. But there's a competitive world out there and i have to run along with all and there's no escape!!!

Hope to write more... but dont know when!!!

Love you all {{hugs}}

Quote:

One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure its worth watching.

Inculcating Discipline

When standing in queue for bus I often get annoyed by the people who don’t follow rules and just barge in to get inside the bus. Are we fools standing in queue for long? Are they the kings who just make their own rule and make their way into the bus without standing in line waiting for their turn?

I hate, when discipline, that is set, is broken. It really gets to the nerves when people don’t follow the rules.

Last Friday an event surprised me even more. We all were standing in queue at the bus stop. A woman arrived with her kid who was not more than 5 years old. She gave one glance at the queue and made up her mind not to stand in the queue. She whispered to her kid that when the bus arrives just sneak in from between, get in the bus and make a seat for her too.

I pitied her, for the fact that, this is how discipline is inculcated. When no importance is given to rules and when mother herself asks her kid to break the rule the society would be no better. Mind you I m not blaming the whole society but just one part of it.

Btw due to the rain it seems my internet connection is down. Weekends have been boring when there is no gmail and orkuting around. So after may be one and half years or so I m surfing from the cyber café. The sticky keyboard, small monitor, tiny cubicle, ha ha ha, back again.

Quote:

Because of their size, parents may be difficult to discipline properly - P. J. O'Rourke.

i - Count

Ok this post is for all those who put the rest aside and talk about just the ‘I’. I am the greatest, I can do this, I can do that. For all those who refuse to see others, just talks about himself as if he is the current big thing. For all those who believe that when he says the sun rises from the west, then we must take it for granted that it is the universal truth.

Come on, speak out. How many times have you used that I today and all those so called great things, that you supposed you did, did you do.?

I will give you some examples. Consider them as of the highest magnitude, would rate them 10 on 10, most hypothetical ones.

• I can climb Mt.Everest with my hands, myself all upside down!
• I can swim Atlantics with both my feet and hands tied!
• I write some lines in braces and when I compile and run the program it never fails, absolutely no error!
• I practice boxing with punching bags filled with pebbles!
• I taught lions how to roar.
• Street flooded with thousands of people make way for me on hearing the sound of the footsteps that I take a mile away!
  

If you can think of something that you have done in one of the 1000th part of what has been mentioned above, speak it out. It sure would be fun.

What are you waiting for? Begin the I-Count.

Quote:

First we practice sin, then defend it, then boast of it. -Thomas Manton.

Being a Cry baby

"... but the bee almost died, mommy!",
originally uploaded by hukes.

It was a crowded bus; absolutely jam packed, no place even to put a foot hold. I was standing along with rest, getting and giving a few pushes.

A lady in her mid-twenties with a kid not more than 2 years old somehow turned up besides me. It was hard for her, coz not only she had to hold her crying baby but also to maintain her balance in the speeding bus. As always is the case a good old kind man offered his seat to the lady(was a window seat and the lady argued with the other man who was sitting in the corner that she wanted the window seat for some fresh air).

The baby didn’t stop crying. The mother was at her wit's end trying to stop the kid from crying. She made faces, made strange noises to make the little one laugh, but in vain. She then tried to show him something through the window. He stopped crying for maybe 2 seconds or so, looking in the dark as far as his eyes could see. But then it didn’t interest him and he again started crying. May be he had seen enough imaginary things, that his mother had shown previous times, when he cried, that he knew now well of her tricks and wouldn’t fall for such bait.

He again continued to cry as if it was his duty. I was amazed by the kid's energy and determination to cry that long for no reason; it was more of a dry cry though, as his tears had mostly dried up and it was just the voice 'waaaaaaaaaaa' that was carrying on. He tried to kick and refused to stay in control, never minding that he would fall. I think the reason behind it would be, he was so confident that his mother would hold onto him tightly and wouldn’t let him fall no matter what.

At last they got down at their stop. How stubborn a child can be in his kiddy days? Adamant, obstinate, uncompromising, crying for toys, chocolates or for no damn reason as I had then witnessed. Being a child has its own advantage, don’t you agree?

Angry - Who me?

"Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret", says Ambrose Bierce

How i wish i could do that!

I had been a guy who seldom gets angry. But of late i get annoyed ever and anon. I hole up my emotions within me and don’t like to showcase it in public. I normally take a backseat when it comes to retaliating with words. So, it goes within me, within my heart, my mind all concealed up. But then too much stuffing gives me headache thinking about the incident.

I love to be alone when i am angry, so that i don’t speak with anyone and gradually get over it. Or i pray that i get angry during nights so that i can sleep over it. I said i hate to display emotions to the world but when it comes to my family i disembark my anger to them. And it’s just like i lost control of my tongue and am blabbering out absolute rubbish. The reason for not holding up my anger in front my parents (especially my mom) is maybe i think that they can understand me and my frustration. But then when I am alone and i think of it i feel like 'hell, what have i done? Why did i behave like that?' And then straightway go to my mom end up with lots of sorry and tears.

I know it’s not just me but everyone gets annoyed; turmoil of annoyance, sirocco of exasperation, whatever you call it, though most of us don’t admit it or display it. I know anger is a normal human emotion and to never feel annoyed is just like never be fully human. But i want to have more control over it. It should be like i must be governing anger and not the other way round. I don’t want to be a Mr. Hyde!

Quote

“Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.” - Lord Buddha

Innocence

Today i went to the barbers, to have haircut. Amidst all those clish clish noise of running scissors i heard a hearty giggle. I couldnt look back to see who it was . So i tried to get a glimpse and searched the mirror infront of me. And there i found a child not more than 3 yrs. He was there along with his father.
His eyes had a strange innocence, his smile had an innocence. He was asking about everything there to his father and i became nostalgic; 18 yrs back i was like him so light, so tension free always curious to know!!!