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Swapneel* 25 juillet 'HARD work' OR JUST a 'TODO list'???Even if does not be a good blog entry, maybe I now have a answer to my friends sms that he sent me 26th Sept 2006... too late to reply him, but better late than never... """One of my friends sent me a sms that read- "Sometimes the road traveled turns out to be more beautiful than the destination reached. Enjoy leading your life no matter what it turns out to be." (to be continued...) Continuing... after almost 2 yrs... This was meant to highlight me 'working HARD' and not enjoying my life as it came; and he enjoying his life without thinking of the future... And I was not able to explain him that this was the most important phase of his life, and he should 'work HARD' here... If he failed here, things would get beyond correction and he would have see the effects the whole life... And today after almost 2 yrs. after this sms unfortunately for my friend this has come out to be true... :( OK, now let me get back to the topic... 'TODO list' OR 'HARD work'... - again going back to school, mom used to always say ki do 'some' studies and then play... And I never did that. - in college time, the university gave us 6 months to study 5 subjects, and I never even studied for 6 days in the whole semester. - in office life I am supposed to work 40 hrs a week... I also fill in those time sheets... But do I really work those hrs? chatting, emailing , forwards, mobile-phone, surfing internet, reading articles, www.moneycontrol.com, breakfast-lunch-afternoon-coffee breaks, etc. etc. and on top of that I even get a Sat-Sun off!!! the point I want to make here is very simple... Its very easy- - School time: Study for 30 minutes to an hour each day and then enjoy ALL of the rest time. - College time: Study 1 hr everyday and that's enough. or just study during PLs and that is enough to score good marks... - Office time: work for the accounted 40 hrs-32 hrs for the company and 8 hrs for yourself ;-), study/learn for some time after this, or maybe a few hours on Saturdays and thats more than enough to get yourself in a premiere institute for a higher graduation!!! so simple!!!!! and we call someone doing this as 'HARD work'... And use heavy words like it requires a lot of Determination, Dedication and Devotion... U need to be focused, sincere, stubborn, give up on Ur movies, reality shows on TV, cut down on mobile phone conversations, Saturday night dinners, give Up Ur Sunday treks, give up Ur sleep, work nights, avoid friends, etc. etc. BULL-SHIT!!!!! Honestly, I too HATE this... I HATE it like anything... this so called 'HARD work' or whatever... BUT- Does the road traveled become less enjoyable if you give 'some' time to build your journey as it progresses??? or is it like U are so engrossed in your journey that U even don't care to see if your tank has enough fuel??? and spending time filling up your tank once in a while is HARD work' OR JUST a 'TODO list'???"""" And now I hope it does not come out to be a good entry for my blog, cause if it does, I will always curse myself why I took 2 yrs to write this!!! 2 avril Goa, calangute beach, 9**** *****, 1000 bucks, whole night, above 18!This reminds me of something that I experienced and felt sometime when I used to travel between Mumbai and Pune by train... I think it was Chennai Express, General Boogie... I managed to get in the still halting train ahead of others and promptly grabbed the window seat... Karjat... Khandala-Lonavala ghat starts... It was dark and quite cold outside... The cool breeze coming in, I got up to answer the natures call... As I walked towards the Toilet, I saw a family occupying the toilet area and the exit passage... Feeling irritated of the way the family was sitting-sleeping I made it to the toilet... Flushed, came out... thought of standing by the exit door for some time to enjoy the cool breeze... Again with some more irritation; this time with some muttering, but taking care that I dont hit anyone in the way, I made it to the door... As I was trying to see in the darkness, I heard a grumbling noise behind... Wish I had bought my Sony Ericsson K750i (camera phone) a couple of weeks earlier... Here's how the picture looked... Will try my best to create it- Four Children... Eldest girl taking care of the newly born... Another girl sleeping in-between the toilets in only her lower undergarment, coughing every now and then; her nose half wet and half dry... And the last child- a boy sleeping half inside and half outside of the other toilet... The 'male' in the dirty dhoti, and the female pressing his calf muscles... [Now as I write this, I feel that it was good that I did not buy my SE K750i and I don’t have the actual snap... Just the memory of the scene gets my typing hands go numb!!!] The female carrying her 'pallu' over her head and securing one end in her teeth; sitting on her legs and pressing the drunken feet of her God for this life!!! I still remember the moments of her hand with the heavy jewellery making helpless moments to serve her God... As her bonny hands slowed down, another grumble by the 'man' and the heavy metal jewellery made more noise... The wind was in-frequently able to blow her pallu over her head and she quickly managing to cover it back to maintain her 'maryada'... The same Maryada that her helpless husband might have sold numerous times for a bottle of Narangi or Gulabi (Country side cheap alcohol) or a packet of food for the family of six and maybe some Rupees notes as bonus... As I observed the family of SIX and the female; another chilled breeze and I shivered inside out!!! ... Walking towards Baga beach from calangute beach I came back to present listening to cheap jokes that my friends were cracking about that phone number... And I too though reluctant; but still participating in bits as I didn’t want to feel left out... Now as I write this I truly feel ashamed of myself who knowingly or unknowingly laughed it out on the phone number and allied jokes... Whatever it was, even a joke; how could I even participate??? Even after seeing a classic movie like ZINDA... Hopeless me!!! ... ... .... as I am writing this, I am reading Hindustan Times 23rd March- -... ... Women stripped and belongings looted... ... Yes, maybe we are all used to seeing and reading this... and hence don’t feel anything!!! Don’t have words to express to what level we have sadly fallen... Whether it’s for the girl who was there to sleep with any/all of us in Goa or the female who was serving the 'drunken feet' of God!!! OR maybe someone around us, maybe even at our homes!!! 2 mars Impressed!!!Reframing something that I wrote for friend...
Impressed!!! I see that people use this word 'Impressed' with me with what I am today... (Though I honestly and strongly believe what I have tried was something I should have at this stage in life and there is NOTHING extra-ordinary that I could do or achieve)...
Well, yes Offcource you feel good when someone uses 'Impressed' for you but I somehow don't feel that this really makes any difference to anyone... People get impressed and then... then... thats it!!! nothing much after that... Something like that guys dressing sence is impressive... So what after that??? Maybe thats just a way to take note of something that is toooo short lived... Maybe a fraction of second!!! and then boooom... Its gone!!! Maybe people dont even think that there can be something after that... and this is where we all fail... We get 'impressed' with something (sometimes very easily), i.e. we notice something, it attracts you, you feel that its good and you feel like you should be in those shoes... maybe talk about it to your neighbour... and then... then just let it go??? thats unfair!!! not to the person who has Impressed you but for the person that got impressed! and he then slips of chance to make this Impression lead to Inspiration... Like for in this example, I would also take a causios effort to improve my dressing sence... Most of us knowingly or unknowingly use the word inspiration when they want to say Impressed... When we are just Impressed and thats it!!! this is more fatal... and hence maybe we stay where we were... and dont move an INCH!!! Every time you convert an Impression to an Inspiration... It works for you!!! 7 janvier My 1st Salary...Today I recieved a bonus and thoughts ran down back to my 1st salary... Hummmmm... Everyone knows what the 1st salary means for an individual... It also meant so much for me... Pulling out a mail from my Patni .pst that I wrote to a friend when he got his 1st salary in Aug 2006. It reflects my feelings when I got my 1st salary... It also has reflections of my recent past when I wrote this mail... Sharing it with you- "My memory of 1st salary... 9,849... everyone in my batch of 40 people who joined Patni Computer Systems Ltd. with me were enjoying... (In their own ways)... I was dormant... cool, unmoved... jab 3rd year ke baad year down hoke ghar aaya tha, tab ahesas hua... ki kitni badi galati kar di hai maine... log ghar aake poochate the, ki "engg. khatam ho gayi kya??? kaha job kar raha hai", etc. etc. bahut FEEL hua... kam se kam pass hone ki aukad to thi hi... 15 din tak ghar mein hi tha... kisi se koi interaction nahi... bas Atleast jab mere pass sare resources the, upar se koi responsibilities nahi hai, to kam se kam main acche se MINIMUM mehnat kar sakata tha... Atleast try to jaroor marunga... success mile ya failure, kuch karane ki poori koshish to ki... Jab mera baccha hoga to main use seena foolakar atleash itna keh pau ke tere baap ne koshish to ki thi... agar main hi nikaama hoon, to apne bacchon se kya kahunga??? yahi duniyadari hai, so I dont care about this... bhad me jae duniya!!! |
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