Tuesday 11 October 2011

What has life done to us?

The wait for the train at the local train station is not necessarily boring. In fact, if we look around, it's highly interesting! This morning's wait made me realize this!

There was this man -  he looked around 30ish,  and he carried an attitude with himself. The attitude said: "I'm the Boss!". He walked back and forth for a while and then all of a sudden he started to dig deep inside his bag. He was looking for his mobile phone. He pulled the phone out, fidgeted with it for a while and then, all of a sudden, he started dancing - Hands up in the air, the hip twirls and the not-so-rhythmic leg movements! It was a sight to see, indeed! (I did try to film it in my mobile, but couldn't get the right angle.)

Now, what would we call these people? Enjoying life to the fullest or has the challenges of life itself affected them?

It takes guts to dance around in the public station. 

Hey Stranger, whoever you are, wherever you are, I salute you!

Thursday 8 September 2011

Even the best had to start somewhere, didn't they?

It's widely said - "You are the company you keep."

While it may be true with the friends circle, how does it extend to the very professional colleague circle? You're part of a team that speaks of the best experience, people who never seem to go wrong (at least, they make it seem so!) and people who know exactly what should be done at all the right and the wrong times! A beginner feeling inferior, well..that's understandable, isn't it?

And then I read this quote, yet again... "Even the best had to start somewhere!"

I don't need to say more, do I?


Monday 5 September 2011

Goosebumps! The Phenomenon called 'CHANGE'

...and I mean it in the literal sense. What scared me? Well, CHANGE!

We shifted office premises. That was the change. It's simple to put it in one word but the learning that came with it was magnanimous.

When I joined this company, I was a wee-bit surprised, to be honest. The office wasn't located in a posh area, or in an IT Park where one's dress determines if you belong there or not, or in a very tall building with a very big sign-board.  The place was secluded, confined and wasn't anywhere on the main roads. This was very much one of the IT companies but with a very unique culture and where the employee is the boss!

And then came the change. So what changed? Everything.. I'm now part of the 'IT park' culture, I have a new laptop, more space around my work station, it's well lit, the place is huge and the smell of everything "new" still lingers around.

The first day was different. I was so used to the other place, that this was as if I was left out in the open.  Wandering, Exploring and without direction, I was getting acquainted! (Oh! and I still get lost while looking for my seat location!) So, how differently am I doing things now?

  • I depend on the public transport for my commuting. Earlier, it was my two-wheeler and myself.
  • I have a new laptop. I'm still playing with it!
  • I'm learning to deal with sitting right under the AC vent and trying to make myself comfortable. (I get goosebumbs :( )
  • I get to meet loads of people. Not just my company, but outsiders too. After all, this is an IT Park!
I can go on...

But then, the real question is: How has this changed me as an individual? Does this change have a positive effect on me?

Well, for one, my outlook is probably broader? It's no longer the frog-in-the-well attitude. More people, more opinions, more ideas... so all leading to better quality of work, and of course better learning!

Change is scary, but as I understand, it's important and it's required. And as for me, I'm all set to learn.

Should change have an impact on the individual? That's debatable. What do you think?





Tuesday 30 August 2011

For a friend...

Wrote this for a friend. His request was strange... A b'day message that's not available in any of the greeting cards..


A special day and a special request,
You asked and I obliged
But where do I begin, I wonder big,
From emotions to words,
I ponder more!

And then it strikes from deep inside,
A voice so distant,
but clear to the heart
What's unique, comes the question
Simple, I say, and it begins to roll!

For someone smart, yet so naive
For someone who equates the universe to friendship
For whom emotions are beyond control
and care and affection...
defines life as a whole!

This day and of course the night
Signifies the start of yet another year
The righteous path, and the beliefs that speak
Will take you along,
for as long as they're true!

A special day, a special request,
You asked and I obliged
Here's a wish, that yearns to come true
May your faith be your strength
And may happiness touch your every step!

Happy B'day!



Wednesday 24 August 2011

And then... Realization dawns!

I've always loved writing. The freedom to express thoughts in words has always been my favorite and it remains so even today! If all this is true, then why am I not writing anymore? Or at least why not frequently?

I find excuses.. I find excuses in many reasons.. and here are some of them:

Laziness? (Damn!)
I don't know what topics to touch. (What a reason! Duh!)
It takes me a little longer to write. (I call myself a writer?!!!)
I prefer my diary. (Well, speechless!)
What'll everyone think? (Whom do I live for? Sheeeeesh!)
I don't find time. (I'm going to hit myself someplace!)

Now that realization has dawned, I believe I can make some changes. I believe I can be regular. I believe I can write a little more frequently.

Worth a try! And I dare myself to do so.

Wednesday 20 April 2011

Some Memories never fade away...

September 1994 – I remember that first day in Academic International School – a day worth remembering.
When going down memory lane, there are certain memories that bring a smile to one’s lips and my experience in Academic is no exception.
I stepped into Academic as a fourth grade student. Having stayed and studied in a different place and school till then, I was not sure as to what to expect. To make matters worse, my mother was a teacher in the same school and the very thought of calling her “Teacher” rather than “Mommy” was depressing! My fears lasted only till I joined the rest of the school for the morning assembly. It was indeed “HOME COMING” for me.
What have I gained from my experience in Academic? Well, I can proudly say that it has given me the basic foundation on which I am walking at present. It has taught me to commit myself to whatever I do in life. It has also given me the basic training to be able to distinguish the right from the wrong. And of course, how can I forget - it taught me that it is not at all bad to address your mother as “Teacher”, though I always tried to avoid her within the school premises.
Each day in Academic was an experience in itself. I would never say that every day went on smooth without any hassles. There are numerous occasions when I have dreaded going to school or attending some class. Such days were when I would have either fought with a classmate or when I had not completed my assignments. There were not many days when “Teacher Bina” or “Bina Aunty” as I affectionately call her, had not reprimanded me for my ever famous silly mistakes but these feelings were only temporary. They taught me that we must never repeat a mistake but learn the valuable lesson it imparts.
Academic also taught me to be proud of my achievements. I was the head girl of the school for two consecutive years and it was a pride in itself to carry out the duties that came with the post. I learnt to accept criticism and to take it in the right spirit. I also learnt the joy of working as a team.
On a very personal note, Grade VII was the best experience I ever had in Academic International Primary School. My batch was the senior most batch of the school and the first batch to write the Common Entrance Examinations. Expectations were high as we were considered to be a very hard-working, disciplined and brilliant batch. I firmly believe that we lived up to those expectations, thanks to a very dedicated set of teachers we had. This is where I truly understood the meaning of the phrase – “Hard work and Dedication are the only keys to success”.
I graduated out of Academic Primary and entered into the portals of Academic International Secondary School. Secondary school was a different experience in itself. All of us were never addressed as “Children” but as “Students”. No longer were we protected but guided and groomed to become respectable members of the society.
I am just an average student with average talents, but thanks to the experience I had in Academic, I was able to understand and discover my talents and myself to a greater extent. It has been almost a decade since I left the institution, but the memories will always remain fresh in my heart.
Today, when Academic completes almost twenty years of its existence, what can I say, but just wish and pray for its well being. The environment around the school may change but the sole purpose of Academic remains firm – “Excellence and Commitment for a purpose”.
If Academic has taught me to be proud of my achievements, then I can very proudly say, “I am a product of Academic”.
I still remember that day – my first day in Academic International School – what a blessing that was!
Thank you Lord!
Thank you Academic!

Be careful what you tell people!


It came as a surprise to me. It was rather a hard slap right across the face..!!

The incident was this.. a lady colleague of mine (with all due respect to her) was standing very close to the entrance of the washroom. I entered and I almost hit her. As casual as it could sound, I asked her, "Why are you standing right next to the door"?

And the reaction..?? she was wild..!! For what, why, when, how.. well, I was flabbergasted! Left it there, but then over the days her responses to my smile were a little strange and cold..!! My astonishment reduced not a teenzy bit!

I met her at the cafe this afternoon and there of course, courtsey had to come into play.. so ventured and asked.. "Are you alright now?"

Spat came the reply.. "That was such a STUPID thing that you asked. You were such a "Loose" (Translate in tamil and this'll make sense)

Got all the abuses that I could possibly get from a colleague. I still am as stunned as I was a couple of days back.

And the worst part -  I felt a little bad too. Maybe the way she said it, the place, her irritation and hatred fully shown in her face.. everything put together was a very awkward situation. And I still am clueless as where things went wrong!

What I have learnt from the incident is this:

  • Not everyone takes things lightly; when you have those doubts, keep conversations official!
  • It isn't a rule that everyone should like you; Possibilities are plenty that you may be hated, and this may come out in the strangest of ways. Deal with it!
  • Loads of what people say would probably hurt you. You are human, it's bound to happen. Try and reduce the time period for which you are thinking or sulking about it. Move on!
  • Do not get into all these verbal conflicts. Smile, and this is the best answer to anything not right. Office Politics is a crime!
  • And above all, do not take decisions or spat out something when you're irritated. Relax, Calm down and think. Don't be a loser in the process!