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| The First Picture is of Kshitij & Second one is Me with Papa! No Guru, No God mean more to me than my Papa ... He is my God, And I worship him so much. Today on the occasion of Father's Day I have written a letter to him, good 3 page letter. Feeling so good now. I told him how much proud & खुशनसीब I am that I am His Son. that He didn't tell me how to live, but that I watched him doing so & That was enough. & I wrote many things else, remembered my childhood days. I just love him so very much. He is my Life, my God, my Everything ... Papa, Really grateful for the life You have given me. Best Education, schools & colleges. For Pocket money & silly expenditures. For all my nonsenses & For my Stupid Acts & For all the things which I am not even aware of. Basically, Every Single thing ... You are the Reason I am, You are all my Reasons ... You spoiled me & yes thus I am so very Dependent on You, can't walk a mile or take a decision or do anything. Bahut pareshaan karta hu naa aapko? Love You, Dad. Love You So Very Much. |
LOVE YOU DAD!
Becoming obsessed with my fears at the expense of my dreams!
It was some restaurant, guess the one I visited a few days before and
I met my immediate juniors of engineering college. Don't ask me how we
happen to bump in each other, it quite seems like all planned. And
they have such pity on their face for me, that I left UltraTech and
joined a local B-School. What might have went wrong with him, Why not
any other better B-School of Pune or Mumbai with a better package and
standard.
It was for a few seconds I was with them.
It was only when the phone rang and I woke up that I realized it was
but a dream, a bad dream.
My previous job which I barely ever felt that I did, only I know how
dispassionate I was there. Pay-rolls, sitting in office, other
functions, the natural aptitude what they call it, dealing with people
damn it not Me, not my type. Ever since I left it and started walking
on the other side, chose to walk the path of great resistance life
hasn't been easy for me. So many questions, this constant turbulence
which is happening inside all the time, reasoning explaining why this,
why not that.
Yesterday I met a friend of me, this time not in dream but in real and
he still was suggesting to think one more, HELLO I have joined and you
know everything, different interviews I gave for a teaching job, about
my offer letter, the day of joining and we have been talking about my
job responsibility and how I am feeling awesome about this job for
last 41 minutes to be precise.
Another friend I met after years also kind of asked me, " Don't u
think a little more experience in Industry would have been good? "
OK. Yeah she also said You doing the right thing, your previous job
wasn't made for you and many other things in my support and actually
loved my decision.
But when I sleep I don't remember all those supporting words from
people who loved my decision and praise my so called doing different
things always from the world, REAL WORLD!
Fine. I am in office again, ready to start day's work. Yet I must
confess everyday, every moment I keep reminding myself of the greatest
warriors - Patience and Time, to feel good and alive and happy. No, I
am not trying to convince myself. And right I don't confess, I am
telling you.
My Dad, as my Mother said felt sad and was worried about my decision
to do such a low paid job. I told him - Papa I accepted it, fine won't
earn good money.
I know for myself and 'accepted' can't have a car, even a new bike for
some more time & won't be able to spend lavishly when I will meet
friends, show-off. Have a new mobile or give my family a good amount after
making my own life comfortable. Asked them for his support a little
more.
I am scared but confident. I am happy, no doubt. And Yes I am where I
always wanted to be, the place what I know I belong to. Leave apart
whether or not I am True/RIGHT!
Not gonna spoil what I have now by desiring what I have not;
remembering that what I now have was once among the things I only
hoped for. Though not completely the way it should be.
He he, I read it somewhere “If you want to feel rich, just count the
things you have that money can't buy” !!!
Ok!
I met my immediate juniors of engineering college. Don't ask me how we
happen to bump in each other, it quite seems like all planned. And
they have such pity on their face for me, that I left UltraTech and
joined a local B-School. What might have went wrong with him, Why not
any other better B-School of Pune or Mumbai with a better package and
standard.
It was for a few seconds I was with them.
It was only when the phone rang and I woke up that I realized it was
but a dream, a bad dream.
My previous job which I barely ever felt that I did, only I know how
dispassionate I was there. Pay-rolls, sitting in office, other
functions, the natural aptitude what they call it, dealing with people
damn it not Me, not my type. Ever since I left it and started walking
on the other side, chose to walk the path of great resistance life
hasn't been easy for me. So many questions, this constant turbulence
which is happening inside all the time, reasoning explaining why this,
why not that.
Yesterday I met a friend of me, this time not in dream but in real and
he still was suggesting to think one more, HELLO I have joined and you
know everything, different interviews I gave for a teaching job, about
my offer letter, the day of joining and we have been talking about my
job responsibility and how I am feeling awesome about this job for
last 41 minutes to be precise.
Another friend I met after years also kind of asked me, " Don't u
think a little more experience in Industry would have been good? "
OK. Yeah she also said You doing the right thing, your previous job
wasn't made for you and many other things in my support and actually
loved my decision.
But when I sleep I don't remember all those supporting words from
people who loved my decision and praise my so called doing different
things always from the world, REAL WORLD!
Fine. I am in office again, ready to start day's work. Yet I must
confess everyday, every moment I keep reminding myself of the greatest
warriors - Patience and Time, to feel good and alive and happy. No, I
am not trying to convince myself. And right I don't confess, I am
telling you.
My Dad, as my Mother said felt sad and was worried about my decision
to do such a low paid job. I told him - Papa I accepted it, fine won't
earn good money.
I know for myself and 'accepted' can't have a car, even a new bike for
some more time & won't be able to spend lavishly when I will meet
friends, show-off. Have a new mobile or give my family a good amount after
making my own life comfortable. Asked them for his support a little
more.
I am scared but confident. I am happy, no doubt. And Yes I am where I
always wanted to be, the place what I know I belong to. Leave apart
whether or not I am True/RIGHT!
Not gonna spoil what I have now by desiring what I have not;
remembering that what I now have was once among the things I only
hoped for. Though not completely the way it should be.
He he, I read it somewhere “If you want to feel rich, just count the
things you have that money can't buy” !!!
Ok!
Standing At The Fork In The Road
The path of least resistance:
Focus on making good money, have a secure job, buy a house, buy a car, live for the weekend, work for the man – even if you’re uninspired, trapped and aggravated, save up money to retire and enjoy life then. In the meantime buy lots of stuff, concentrate on building relations, networks. Come office, seat on your table, insulate yourself from the outside world, that office is your whole world, go back to sleep. Repeat cycle daily.
The path of great resistance:
Live now, enjoy your work, work for yourself, don’t buy a car – walk to work, ride your bike, take the train, invest in yourself what you value more which is a lifestyle, by loving your work the week becomes the weekend and the weekend is just another night. Work is your play. Be exposed to the intricacies of the natural world, to people, to life flowing all around you. Smile and take action.
I feel crazy of myself for choosing the harder path and sometimes think that there’s something wrong with me for not chasing the money-house-job complex.
I know it in my heart that very soon I will have to make a decision…I will have to choose & the only way to move forward is to pick one and start walking. Presently, I am neither here nor there kind of situation.
Because of the weight and impact of the moment, and limited preview of each option, I find myself completely paralyzed at the head of the fork unable to execute and make a decision.
Internal navigation system seems to be jammed too.
I don’t understand why is it became so important for me to do what makes sense, is practical or what everyone thinks one should do…
Please share your thoughts by commenting….
Birthday celebration .. 2008
I celebrated my birthday here ..
It might be looking as if I have done some real work for them n helped them a lot..
Tell You guys the attention they hav given me.. n the way they danced, sung n celebrated MY birthday ws simply unforgettable.. I didn't have a cake also to cut on my birthday, they arranged a cake for me on their own n made me feel soo special..
They were so happy and we have became such nice friends....
I never thought it will be such a pleasant experience.. I truly never had such a birthday in my life before..
They can't speak yet they expressed their love in numerous ways.. and the best.. they all prayed for me thru signs .. n have prayed tht I achieve success n stay happy ahead in my life..
I cn nvr say tht I gav them anything.. nope !! I owe them many things..
I m at debt here ..
Their Blessings, Love, Care and Attention r simply priceless !!
Jonathan livingSTONED seagull.
While on way to final(hopefully!) round of Birla's interview, way too nervous, having that feeling of blankness and now waht, praying & hoping every second for things to materialize.
Huh.. and like always when scared on such matters, I start looking for things n stuff that helps me forget same, u know doing some otherwise worth things. However, I was in train, so not much of options I had then.
But I did had Jonathan livingstone seagull with me.
The very first epic I read of Richard Bach way back in my 10th standard. The man I worship.
It says - People who make their own rules when they know they're right...people who get a special pleasure out of doing something well (even if only for themselves)...people who know there's more to this whole living thing than meets the eye: they'll be with Jonathan Seagull all the way. Others may simply escape into a delightful adventure about freedom and flight. Either way it's an uncommon treat.
The biggest load of self-indulgent, pseudo-inspirational tripe I've read in my life! So U know how I relate so much and so well :-)
Jonathan(the hero) first did wonders by flying higher and so higher that no other gull of his breed or any breed for that matter has ever flown. Way too high.
And he was held guilty for reckless irresponsibility, violating dignity and tradition of Gull family.
Jonathan cried, " Who is more responsible than a gull who finds and follows a meaning, a higher purpose for life? A reason to live - to learn, to discover, to be free!
Give me one chance let me show you what I've found ... "
But he was cast out of gull society.
Poor Jonathan was so proud of being different.
Jonathan Seagull spent the rest of his days alone and kept learning more each day.
And one day the star-bright gulls came and took him along
Jonathan reached heaven, without dying.
After becoming the best in flying and yea.. the one who achieved the greatest height, he wanted to come back to Seagulls who have never experienced Heights.
Are you experienced ?
And thus he becomes a teacher to all those normal - ordinary - plain seagulls who have never seen/ thought/ imagined flying so high, flying u know.
And he emerged as the son of god. Then, called Devil for he is corrupting mind and making people also taste something which will end up outcast them and worst they won't think they r outcast but special, gifted.
End of the day, he emerged a winner and Jonathan Livingstone Seagull was called the son of god.
You don't need to know/ understand/ believe in faith, all U need know/ believe is in flying. Actually the same.
Let me conclude with one of the truest thing ever said by anyone -
"The only true law is that which leads to freedom.
And as they say Be what you are, don't try pretend. How waste of life trying to become someone else.
Thanks to Jonathan Livingstone Seagull, I so much feel ME now.
Huh.. and like always when scared on such matters, I start looking for things n stuff that helps me forget same, u know doing some otherwise worth things. However, I was in train, so not much of options I had then.
But I did had Jonathan livingstone seagull with me.
The very first epic I read of Richard Bach way back in my 10th standard. The man I worship.
It says - People who make their own rules when they know they're right...people who get a special pleasure out of doing something well (even if only for themselves)...people who know there's more to this whole living thing than meets the eye: they'll be with Jonathan Seagull all the way. Others may simply escape into a delightful adventure about freedom and flight. Either way it's an uncommon treat.
The biggest load of self-indulgent, pseudo-inspirational tripe I've read in my life! So U know how I relate so much and so well :-)
Jonathan(the hero) first did wonders by flying higher and so higher that no other gull of his breed or any breed for that matter has ever flown. Way too high.
And he was held guilty for reckless irresponsibility, violating dignity and tradition of Gull family.
Jonathan cried, " Who is more responsible than a gull who finds and follows a meaning, a higher purpose for life? A reason to live - to learn, to discover, to be free!
Give me one chance let me show you what I've found ... "
But he was cast out of gull society.
Poor Jonathan was so proud of being different.
Jonathan Seagull spent the rest of his days alone and kept learning more each day.
And one day the star-bright gulls came and took him along
Jonathan reached heaven, without dying.
After becoming the best in flying and yea.. the one who achieved the greatest height, he wanted to come back to Seagulls who have never experienced Heights.
Are you experienced ?
And thus he becomes a teacher to all those normal - ordinary - plain seagulls who have never seen/ thought/ imagined flying so high, flying u know.
And he emerged as the son of god. Then, called Devil for he is corrupting mind and making people also taste something which will end up outcast them and worst they won't think they r outcast but special, gifted.
End of the day, he emerged a winner and Jonathan Livingstone Seagull was called the son of god.
You don't need to know/ understand/ believe in faith, all U need know/ believe is in flying. Actually the same.
Let me conclude with one of the truest thing ever said by anyone -
"The only true law is that which leads to freedom.
There is no other."
And as they say Be what you are, don't try pretend. How waste of life trying to become someone else.Thanks to Jonathan Livingstone Seagull, I so much feel ME now.
Confessions of a Wanna-Be Teacher.
Is it just Me or the world around has gone pessimist too
Now I am really confused, dwelling between reality & fiction what I thought is reality.
My last post was about how world need a teacher & no other than the Lord Krishna himself can do it better.
And the tone was - Ohh ! Alas this world, Kya hoga iskaaa.
Hey! Happy Teacher's day.
In the last year of my college, my love for teaching has made me passionate for a career in teaching. I used to go half an hour before sessions to empty classrooms and take classes.
Soon after completion of course, I came back home & started looking for a possible opening in B-Schools.
Given the tags I am carrying - DC, IET & IMT & after interview & actually a good demo session I was liked by all. But then with a questionable face they asked, why ain't you going for corporate or anywhere else.
You are talented.
Is their something wrong, why on earth you coming to teaching. And yes their attitude was really Caring.
I so much wanted to tell them about my love for teaching & how I consider(ed) it a matter/career of choice. I got selected in one of the most PRESTIGE_ious and best ranking college.
While explaining me the work culture and responsibilities, as an advise I was told that ' Don't try teach more or involve a lot in subjects, act very diplomatically, No one's here to study.'
Just pass the time, enjoy here, students are really funny & interesting, work is ... aah so easy.
You need to take 10 classes a week of Any(!) subject U want.
I had it in my heart .. & mind that given a good growth opportunity and tell-able salary to start with, I would want to stay and continue, for I am so much in Love with this profession.
The world of reality is stranger than ever thought.
The net result is that the teaching profession is not able to attract the best talent.
Alright I am not the best.
Worse, in a world that respects only success and equates success with material success, there is a steady erosion of respect for teachers & knowledge and in my poor city, the condition is poorer. There are 60 B-schools in Indore, can you beat this ??? !!!
The unspoken, but widespread, belief is that a person takes to teaching only because he/she could not get an opening elsewhere.
Yeah teaching is a profession & vocation, but guess its now only vocation.
Then again, maybe I am wrong. Maybe teachers will retain the decent position they have now on the food chain, but for the moment I have dropped plan of becoming one, and will rather find a place in corporate world and do what even if I regret, I won't be again adding more to my Insanity & Insane actions.
Most important, my parents are really happy, as they say - chalo, shaam ka bhula, subah bhi ghar laut aaye toh use bhula nahi kehte ... Akshat kehte hai. :-)
PS : - I truly, deeply respect the teachers I had in my life, for they have shaped me & made me the person I am today; it was love towards them and respect, that I was wanting so badly to join this profession. So, forgive me for such a write up. I am myself disappointed.
Now I am really confused, dwelling between reality & fiction what I thought is reality.
My last post was about how world need a teacher & no other than the Lord Krishna himself can do it better.
And the tone was - Ohh ! Alas this world, Kya hoga iskaaa.
Hey! Happy Teacher's day.
In the last year of my college, my love for teaching has made me passionate for a career in teaching. I used to go half an hour before sessions to empty classrooms and take classes.
Soon after completion of course, I came back home & started looking for a possible opening in B-Schools.
Given the tags I am carrying - DC, IET & IMT & after interview & actually a good demo session I was liked by all. But then with a questionable face they asked, why ain't you going for corporate or anywhere else.
You are talented.
Is their something wrong, why on earth you coming to teaching. And yes their attitude was really Caring.
I so much wanted to tell them about my love for teaching & how I consider(ed) it a matter/career of choice. I got selected in one of the most PRESTIGE_ious and best ranking college.
While explaining me the work culture and responsibilities, as an advise I was told that ' Don't try teach more or involve a lot in subjects, act very diplomatically, No one's here to study.'
Just pass the time, enjoy here, students are really funny & interesting, work is ... aah so easy.
You need to take 10 classes a week of Any(!) subject U want.
I had it in my heart .. & mind that given a good growth opportunity and tell-able salary to start with, I would want to stay and continue, for I am so much in Love with this profession.
The world of reality is stranger than ever thought.
The net result is that the teaching profession is not able to attract the best talent.
Alright I am not the best.
Worse, in a world that respects only success and equates success with material success, there is a steady erosion of respect for teachers & knowledge and in my poor city, the condition is poorer. There are 60 B-schools in Indore, can you beat this ??? !!!
The unspoken, but widespread, belief is that a person takes to teaching only because he/she could not get an opening elsewhere.
Yeah teaching is a profession & vocation, but guess its now only vocation.
Then again, maybe I am wrong. Maybe teachers will retain the decent position they have now on the food chain, but for the moment I have dropped plan of becoming one, and will rather find a place in corporate world and do what even if I regret, I won't be again adding more to my Insanity & Insane actions.
Most important, my parents are really happy, as they say - chalo, shaam ka bhula, subah bhi ghar laut aaye toh use bhula nahi kehte ... Akshat kehte hai. :-)
PS : - I truly, deeply respect the teachers I had in my life, for they have shaped me & made me the person I am today; it was love towards them and respect, that I was wanting so badly to join this profession. So, forgive me for such a write up. I am myself disappointed.
The new pleasure
They met at my door and fought with each other over my newly created pleasure;
the one crying, " It is a Sin !"
the other, "It is a Virtue!"
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