Well the title says it all !!
Over the last decade and a half in my professional and personal life, I have come across people from diverse backgrounds. People, who have had meteoric rise in their lives and also plummeted down as if they ever existed.
How does it feel living one’s life by your own and still making the best of the worlds. The mantra is "Go for It...the way you feel it will work"
I have always practised the art of 'being on my toes', it keeps me alert and have now developed a 360 approach towards the people and the life around me. It is when you take a deep breath, sit back and relax, the world passes by in a manner so fast, that it makes the whirlwinds run over in a swish.
The pain and the anguish begins to wrap around you only when you are unnoticed by what would have made sense to you in your life.
One has to have the power or atleast develop all the instincts for smelling, eating and doing things in one's life, which brings a moment to cheer, just for YOU.
So, before the world around me starts ringing the bell so loud that it rocks my head, I want to be a winner. So as they say, be the first to take the BIG step, it does not matter whether it works or fails, but the fact that you’ve made a move, means a whole lot to your inner self.
People around you may not agree what you say and do, but the mouth flaps will sit back after some time.
This world works evolves and revolves around the winners
It did for me at least... so which side are you ?
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
She was the Queen of the Citadel : Will miss you my friend
It takes quite a lot of grit to say, that you really acknowledge the worth and the value-addition that a few people create in one’s life. These people are their around you, always, who matter and who help in shaping the current pace of our lives.
Do we feel their presence? Do we acknowledge their worth in our lives? Probably not!
I wanted to write a few notes on one of my very close associates, my senior Project manager that i had worked with, in my previous organization. She reported to my desk.
As i knew her, she was one of the finest, committed and dedicated professional that i ever saw and understood, since the mantra of ‘professional behavior, work diligence and ethics’ got into my head.
What really amazes one is the iota of vulnerability that she projected. The vulnerability in all the right essence of the word ‘GO get it’. You could always expect her to come with a blank expression, which pumped your ego to give her the ‘mystics of truth on any domain’, and which she would imbibe naturally. I always had this hunch, that she knew more then what she displayed. This made her rise above the ‘cut’ in my eyes.
A question that has always hovered around my mind, is the capability that she possessed in displaying compassion and absorbing so much that was happening around her all the time at her personal and professional life. She could take it all together.
She would nurture her team as her own children and make sure they lived upto the organizational expectations all the time.
I could feel the happiness around me with her mere presence. She made me feel that she was around all the time, to make things happen. She would resonate confidence, and pump up a smile within moments.
She had persistence and patience and she knew it all. I could never see her 'nay' to a point of view. She would always dwell into deeper thoughts and come up with some solution.
We had to part ways, but she represents to me a fine blend of ‘curiosity, success, happiness and satisfaction” All well packaged.
I must admit, parting from her was the toughest for me to deal with. It brought me to the end of a saga, a chapter, which i will cherish all my life. Each chapter, has a moral, which i know comes back straight in front of your eyes, as if she will pop into my chamber, right now.
You will always remain as the queen of the citadel. I miss you my friend.
Do we feel their presence? Do we acknowledge their worth in our lives? Probably not!
I wanted to write a few notes on one of my very close associates, my senior Project manager that i had worked with, in my previous organization. She reported to my desk.
As i knew her, she was one of the finest, committed and dedicated professional that i ever saw and understood, since the mantra of ‘professional behavior, work diligence and ethics’ got into my head.
What really amazes one is the iota of vulnerability that she projected. The vulnerability in all the right essence of the word ‘GO get it’. You could always expect her to come with a blank expression, which pumped your ego to give her the ‘mystics of truth on any domain’, and which she would imbibe naturally. I always had this hunch, that she knew more then what she displayed. This made her rise above the ‘cut’ in my eyes.
A question that has always hovered around my mind, is the capability that she possessed in displaying compassion and absorbing so much that was happening around her all the time at her personal and professional life. She could take it all together.
She would nurture her team as her own children and make sure they lived upto the organizational expectations all the time.
I could feel the happiness around me with her mere presence. She made me feel that she was around all the time, to make things happen. She would resonate confidence, and pump up a smile within moments.
She had persistence and patience and she knew it all. I could never see her 'nay' to a point of view. She would always dwell into deeper thoughts and come up with some solution.
We had to part ways, but she represents to me a fine blend of ‘curiosity, success, happiness and satisfaction” All well packaged.
I must admit, parting from her was the toughest for me to deal with. It brought me to the end of a saga, a chapter, which i will cherish all my life. Each chapter, has a moral, which i know comes back straight in front of your eyes, as if she will pop into my chamber, right now.
You will always remain as the queen of the citadel. I miss you my friend.
Monday, March 9, 2009
" Best of Luck..."
I have always had a very unique or may be i should say a rather quite and an unusual relationship with my son. He is now 8 years old. He has been ever so close to his mom and why not so, though i have been there, but still a spark away. The last couple of months have been different though, ever since we got know each other better, the relationship with my son has evolved.
As adults, when we grow bigger in our space, we think rationality and intelligence come to us naturally. Atleast i thought so !
Have we ever turned our heads back and checked the impact we create on account of our actions on our kids, however insignificant they may seem to us? I have now realized that it all comes back to you in a form so unique that can make you awe the relationship better.
I always thought that i ruled the roost when it came to handling emotions. Kids too have emotions, and they express it in their own wondrous ways.
A traditional Indian system of bidding adieu follows by offering some sweet curds and may be a token currency in cash, which is for keep sakes and presumably for good luck.
Recently, i was moving for an assignment, and as i was getting up to move, my son came to me, running.
He seemed quite sad, and i guess he was trying his best to control his emotions and not exhibit them to say the least, and then... he came over and handed me out a Rs.100/- denomination currency note and said "Best of luck Papa"...
I was awestruck, and found it difficult not to cry. He looked at me in the eye and as if he kept telling me that he 'meant exactly what he said'. I could see him standing cold, waiting for me to hold him in his arms and hug him so tight that we could both let our emotions out. We did exactly that.
I held him close to my chest and felt the pain in him, of not seeing me for long...
What a guy ? He must have saved this money from the paltry sums that his mom gives him as 'pocket money', but the gesture was amazing.
Probably, i have never been ever so close to my son in the last 8 years.
At the airport, he bid me a silent farewell and a few 100 meters away in the car he waved at me. I could not hear him though but we connected, well.
We still have to learn a lot from our kids, at least i do.
As adults, when we grow bigger in our space, we think rationality and intelligence come to us naturally. Atleast i thought so !
Have we ever turned our heads back and checked the impact we create on account of our actions on our kids, however insignificant they may seem to us? I have now realized that it all comes back to you in a form so unique that can make you awe the relationship better.
I always thought that i ruled the roost when it came to handling emotions. Kids too have emotions, and they express it in their own wondrous ways.
A traditional Indian system of bidding adieu follows by offering some sweet curds and may be a token currency in cash, which is for keep sakes and presumably for good luck.
Recently, i was moving for an assignment, and as i was getting up to move, my son came to me, running.
He seemed quite sad, and i guess he was trying his best to control his emotions and not exhibit them to say the least, and then... he came over and handed me out a Rs.100/- denomination currency note and said "Best of luck Papa"...
I was awestruck, and found it difficult not to cry. He looked at me in the eye and as if he kept telling me that he 'meant exactly what he said'. I could see him standing cold, waiting for me to hold him in his arms and hug him so tight that we could both let our emotions out. We did exactly that.
I held him close to my chest and felt the pain in him, of not seeing me for long...
What a guy ? He must have saved this money from the paltry sums that his mom gives him as 'pocket money', but the gesture was amazing.
Probably, i have never been ever so close to my son in the last 8 years.
At the airport, he bid me a silent farewell and a few 100 meters away in the car he waved at me. I could not hear him though but we connected, well.
We still have to learn a lot from our kids, at least i do.
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