Actually yes. A pretty normal day, usual fun filled office with another Snax Meeting that ignited imaginative discussions ranging from how milk can be adulterated to how many times someone has been pick-pocketed in the capital city. Unusual for your office day? Okay, feel free to feel jealous. ;-)
An evening visit to a close friend happened to be a nice guide into my financial plans though as I already said that I have a master-plan now but when it is your own plan, an option is always available to alter its goals. So I am considering some alterations now. Lets see which puddle appears before me on this new way.
Except from a puppy accompanying me during my post-dinner walk, who's short few month's experience of the human civilization still held humans in his good books, there was no other special happening along the way. I wished I had a piece of bread to offer to the little wagtail creature and help fortify his belief in humans being good to stray dogs. The other lot of the adult night guards stayed away from me as they were more experienced. :)
By the way, a group of my colleagues is planning to go movieing tomorrow. Let us see if the plan materializes.
Good Night :)
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
The world is a stage
A and B both went into an unfortunate situation from where they cannot come out. B thinks she was put into such a situation by a mistake on part of C whereas it was not so. A never knew C and thinks that the situation was as ill luck would have been. B broke up her contacts with C and wont listen to her anymore.
A meets C, C rescues A from the situation. B still hates C while A is thankful to C.
C helped D, E, F as well but still regrets why B wont understand. All A, D, E, F are all praises for C but C won't acknowledge them because she was hurt by the incident with B and is apprehensive that same may happen again.
C lives a lonely life. B trusts no one anymore.
Who is at fault? No one. Still both are suffering.
What should they do?
Wait?
Forget?
Talk?
Who are you? A, B or C?
A character in the play of life.
A meets C, C rescues A from the situation. B still hates C while A is thankful to C.
C helped D, E, F as well but still regrets why B wont understand. All A, D, E, F are all praises for C but C won't acknowledge them because she was hurt by the incident with B and is apprehensive that same may happen again.
C lives a lonely life. B trusts no one anymore.
Who is at fault? No one. Still both are suffering.
What should they do?
Wait?
Forget?
Talk?
Who are you? A, B or C?
A character in the play of life.
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Weekend # -1 to 2010
Last three-day-long weekend of the year has begun and I am not making any special efforts to make the better out of it. Even if it is Christmas for rest of the world, I have not been brought up to cheer around Christmas holidays. For me they hold as much significance to me as any other festive holiday. This one fell on a weekend, providing me additional luxury of living three successive days without office. Lest the reader concludes that I am sick of Office, let me make it clear that it is a good time to relax our spinal cords.
Guys at office had dropped in an offer for extra work on these days. Participation being on voluntary basis, I preferred staying back. However it was worth a couple of K Indian bucks. Missing them now :)
To me, all the weekends are the same and mostly consist of the same chores and errands focused around making the next week an easy effort. What a beautiful way to say that I have to do laundry, go grocery-ing and oversleep to achieve the alertness and watch pirated movies downloaded over the week. Yes sue me for that. :)
So I spent it just the way I said. Additionally, as I mentioned a few days ago that I am into reading, this time Chetan Bhagat's "Five point someone" was my weekend date. Once begun, it was hard to stop. So I was all through it in two sittings flat. The first one cannot be precisely called a "sitting" as I was reading it in my bed till quarter to 2 am! The crazy things that happen when three engineers are not thinking straight kept me going on. Quite entertaining.
That apart. These few days before the calender year's unit's place's digit moves to its successor is a good time to retrospect on how we did spend the previous 365 and also contemplate the next 365 yet to come.
That I am doing right now. Looking back, its all seems to be fine. Rather a successful year I would say. Had mostly positive news all the way till this last week. Coming up wiser and abler year after year is what I would term as a successful living and this one has not only allowed me to groom on one but many aspects of myself. Thanks (God).
Moving forward, I would not say that I have a plan for the next year. Past few ones have taught me that the word "plan" is a fiction. So I have a master-plan now :)
No kidding. That means I don't know exactly where I am to put the next foot. That, I decide based on the fact where the puddle is as I move along the way. But I have a fair outline of my destination where I should be heading. And mind you, this destination is not a state of mind that I can attain after making true a wish list that needs a bloated Debit Card to realize. This master-plan holds much more than that. Many an abstract achievements for which I have to look forward to some other powers than my own efforts. I hope you get the point.
Tomorrow, the regular Sunday as I mentioned :)
Guys at office had dropped in an offer for extra work on these days. Participation being on voluntary basis, I preferred staying back. However it was worth a couple of K Indian bucks. Missing them now :)
To me, all the weekends are the same and mostly consist of the same chores and errands focused around making the next week an easy effort. What a beautiful way to say that I have to do laundry, go grocery-ing and oversleep to achieve the alertness and watch pirated movies downloaded over the week. Yes sue me for that. :)
So I spent it just the way I said. Additionally, as I mentioned a few days ago that I am into reading, this time Chetan Bhagat's "Five point someone" was my weekend date. Once begun, it was hard to stop. So I was all through it in two sittings flat. The first one cannot be precisely called a "sitting" as I was reading it in my bed till quarter to 2 am! The crazy things that happen when three engineers are not thinking straight kept me going on. Quite entertaining.
That apart. These few days before the calender year's unit's place's digit moves to its successor is a good time to retrospect on how we did spend the previous 365 and also contemplate the next 365 yet to come.
That I am doing right now. Looking back, its all seems to be fine. Rather a successful year I would say. Had mostly positive news all the way till this last week. Coming up wiser and abler year after year is what I would term as a successful living and this one has not only allowed me to groom on one but many aspects of myself. Thanks (God).
Moving forward, I would not say that I have a plan for the next year. Past few ones have taught me that the word "plan" is a fiction. So I have a master-plan now :)
No kidding. That means I don't know exactly where I am to put the next foot. That, I decide based on the fact where the puddle is as I move along the way. But I have a fair outline of my destination where I should be heading. And mind you, this destination is not a state of mind that I can attain after making true a wish list that needs a bloated Debit Card to realize. This master-plan holds much more than that. Many an abstract achievements for which I have to look forward to some other powers than my own efforts. I hope you get the point.
Tomorrow, the regular Sunday as I mentioned :)
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
A thing of achievement is a joy for ever
Just 5 minutes before I was about to leave for the UT, a postman brought a cool news. That was really an odd time for a postman to appear at the door as it was almost at the time when twilight was giving way to the night. Must have been the nature's way of cheering me up for the day. And so I was done. Cheered. :)
What the postman has brought me is just a token of my knowledge that I have gained till now. And I am glad to have it on a certified piece of paper to tell the world. Sure I am elated to have it.
We share such small happy moments in life and try to double and triple the joy of the same. That sure does help and the moment of joy lasts longer and the fun is indeed doubled and tripled. At the same time, it is not random group of people that we wish to share the moments with. We share with the people we really care for. And with the people that we know they really care for us. The people that we know would be happy to know about the good change.
We also feel bad about not being able to share with those who are close to us. Because friends who are so far away that we cannot be in the moment as it is happening, face to face to share the moment, the essence of the moment goes missing. Only conversations over phone are not enough to express all the expressions of the joy and feel its presence at the same time. The presence of those few close ones is felt very badly on these moments.
Again as humans, we get used to small conveniences really soon. Not even 48 hours have gone by that I am (re) evaluating myself and weighing my old self against the new me-with this little virtue now added. I consider this a small achievement as compared to what I wish to achieve in life. But I am still trying to strain this small, newly gained virtue of mine and analyzing the possibilities of any gains from it. How selfish! But I am justified here for many reasons I know to be true.
The quest for more continues...
Good Night
What the postman has brought me is just a token of my knowledge that I have gained till now. And I am glad to have it on a certified piece of paper to tell the world. Sure I am elated to have it.
We share such small happy moments in life and try to double and triple the joy of the same. That sure does help and the moment of joy lasts longer and the fun is indeed doubled and tripled. At the same time, it is not random group of people that we wish to share the moments with. We share with the people we really care for. And with the people that we know they really care for us. The people that we know would be happy to know about the good change.
We also feel bad about not being able to share with those who are close to us. Because friends who are so far away that we cannot be in the moment as it is happening, face to face to share the moment, the essence of the moment goes missing. Only conversations over phone are not enough to express all the expressions of the joy and feel its presence at the same time. The presence of those few close ones is felt very badly on these moments.
Again as humans, we get used to small conveniences really soon. Not even 48 hours have gone by that I am (re) evaluating myself and weighing my old self against the new me-with this little virtue now added. I consider this a small achievement as compared to what I wish to achieve in life. But I am still trying to strain this small, newly gained virtue of mine and analyzing the possibilities of any gains from it. How selfish! But I am justified here for many reasons I know to be true.
The quest for more continues...
Good Night
The Recursive Vortex
I said I had an agenda for Sunday. That was true, but the it was mostly errands around the home and I was again free to do whatever I like the most. But when you are home and it is a weekend all you love to do is to pamper yourself with the comfort of aum sweet aum.
Did some landscaping, dressed the trees (there are two Neems and a Guava) for the coming months so that the new shoots flow in the correct direction without support or anchors.
But by the time night fell, I was not in a mood to leave for Chandigarh mainly because my body has been hinting of an upset lately. So decided to stay back.
Its not that my Mondays are not in the same league as Tom's so the reader should not assume that it has been a 'Tommy me' that had stayed back. What is needed is needed. We have to use the body for the whole week so due rest is required.
A surprise visit by my maternal grandfather on Monday happened to be the day's gift. The old man is very jovial even at this age with so many ailments that he is going through. That is the kind of spirit that keeps us carry on. If we tend to stop and grieve what the time will inevitably bring upon us, it will be all the more difficult to live on even a day.
On the contrary, humans are, after all, humans. They tend to waver about their feelings and the emotions take a sine wave route for most of us, staying in one phase and then diving into the other and then back up. The Recursive thoughts never seize as if they are glued to the focus of a Vortex. Always forcing us to oscillate in those few states of mind all along our lives. As we live on...
Think!
Did some landscaping, dressed the trees (there are two Neems and a Guava) for the coming months so that the new shoots flow in the correct direction without support or anchors.
But by the time night fell, I was not in a mood to leave for Chandigarh mainly because my body has been hinting of an upset lately. So decided to stay back.
Its not that my Mondays are not in the same league as Tom's so the reader should not assume that it has been a 'Tommy me' that had stayed back. What is needed is needed. We have to use the body for the whole week so due rest is required.
A surprise visit by my maternal grandfather on Monday happened to be the day's gift. The old man is very jovial even at this age with so many ailments that he is going through. That is the kind of spirit that keeps us carry on. If we tend to stop and grieve what the time will inevitably bring upon us, it will be all the more difficult to live on even a day.
On the contrary, humans are, after all, humans. They tend to waver about their feelings and the emotions take a sine wave route for most of us, staying in one phase and then diving into the other and then back up. The Recursive thoughts never seize as if they are glued to the focus of a Vortex. Always forcing us to oscillate in those few states of mind all along our lives. As we live on...
Think!
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