Archive | March, 2012

Poetically Incorrect

22 Mar

Have you ever wonder about what nursery rhymes are really trying to tell us? As children humming those tunes or learning those poetically correct words seemed like life’s lullaby. But after all these years when I hum them in my absentmindedness, they make little sense with each passing year. Now what’s the deal with having to hurt the subject in each of these nursery rhymes – Jack and Jill (fell off the hill), Humpty Dumpty (had a great fall), Piggy on the railways (up came the engine driver and broke his bones) and London Bridge is falling down (can’t imagine how many were injured if it did fall down).

Also, whats the deal with being notorious, careless and they loosing stuff all the time – Little Bo Peep (she lost her sheep), Ding Dong Bell (pusy in the well), Little Miss Muffet (frightened with a spider when all she was doing is sit peacefully),Georgy Porgey Pudding and Pie (kissed the girls and made them cry). How ghastly… What are we trying to instill in little children?

Alright Alright, before you all come down hard on me, I just want to say that although these nursery rhymes make little or no sense at times, also, we maybe unable to comprehend it’s complete understanding but all said and done they are the part of our most wonderful years.. When we were read the Mother Goose nursery rhymes I still recall how happily we would recite them back to our mothers.. What an achievement it would be if we got through Jack and Jill and had accomplished throwing him down the hill.. That was life.. Right there amidst all the innocence and blind recitation… Its only now at the age of 28 I question Why, What sense does it make… Instead I ask myself  “Does it have to always make sense?”………

Do you have a Goal yet?

8 Mar

“So I plead, before you flip the channel or decide to switch off the television and go off to bed, please think- where do you want to go? What are your goals and when and how you aim to achieve it?”

I immediately switched off the T.V as the credits started rolling in with a music to match. I sat there taking in the silence of my otherwise noisy hall with those last words playing on my mind. Almost mechanically as if on que my mind started wandering on all those conversations I have had with my college, counsellor, teachers, parents, friends, relatives and mentors. All of them like the puny guy in the T.V, begged me to have a goal. We have people writing books about it for years now. I always miss that section in a bookstore. For me going into the management or business section is like going into the candy store and going to the counter where the serve liquor chocolates. You need to develop a taste for it. Something my taste buds and reading part of my brain refuses to do. So having a Goal huh, I say to myself, not aloud though, I am not there yet. Goal hmmm… What does that even mean? To have a blueprint of your life? To have an agenda for how you would like your life to go? To have specific tasks, assigned to a deadline and a strong will and mind to accomplish it? I am just not sure and was lost even before I started working on it.

I picked up a pen and started summing up what I have managed to soak in during those “You must have a goal” conversations. I need to know what I really want to do. So I wrote it down:

√ I want to make a difference (Also, want to be very rich and successfull while I do that)

Alright, not bad. I had something to kick off this process. Now I had to list things I liked doing:

√ I like talking to people, listening to their worries and providing solutions (no that does not include bitching, although that’s a talent in itself)

√ I like helping people when in need ( although a lot of time I have been lied to and ripped off)

√ I like observing and reading people and their plausible situation ( no, that does not make me a stalker)

I think I am on a roll here. I am indeed getting closer to the goal I can feel it. I think I have narrowed it down to I should have been a psychologist. But on the other hand I have a very small attention span, I tend to get very introvert and sometimes so indifferent that I couldn’t care less. So I had to scratch that off the list. Hmmm.. I am back to square one.

I always considered myself as one who was just about ordinary. Ordinary with a little confidence and creative mind to go along with it. I wonder if there were any buyers in the market for that. I was of a  firm belief that education has nothing to do with the kind of job you land into or the success you achieve, I realised I was wrong. I was also of the belief that motivation and self belief and worth is what takes you far ahead, but then there are all kinds of people on your path to success to rape you off it. So well an MBA degree and 3 and a half years in the corporate world later, I am here sitting with a piece of paper for my Eureka moment. Did it happen that night? I can’t say for sure, cause if not Eureka I atleast had my moment of  realisation.

Sometime around December 2011 I saw a speech given by Steve Jobs at a graduation speech at Stanford (I guess). His words were simple, something that we all know, yet impacting. I will try to quote him but it went something like this: ” Love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet keep looking don’t settle. As all matters of heart you will know when you find it and like all great relationship it gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking.”

Most of us in this world are still looking. Like our first love that we parted ways with, like bitter relationships we got over before we met that one love of our life. Goal is pretty much like that. I may not know where I am going but when I will land into a job I love – I will know. So do I still need a Goal or just a right heart will do just fine???