Dont take yourself seriously, no one else does :P :P
Now thats an awesome saying that i read the other day. But these days, there is a battle going on in my mind. With the respect to the ones which we wage day in day out, this is something which is much more dangerous and more tiring than others. With the constant gnawing on my head and heart, this dilemma (spell check done from MS Word)is making life less peaceful.
Job or Business ??? Now come on some may say, why work for someone else when you can do something on your own. But, here too there is not much on my own. Though entrepreneur sounds like an amazing word, it surely has a lot to it than just making it big. For every successful one there are thousands who failed. For the thousands who failed there would be millions who thought but didnt try. And i surely dont want to end up in that basket. I am sure of myself when it comes to marketing the SG based company's online portal. But now when i am supposed to design, modify and even work on new un-decided projects at Suntrack, it is going to be one different ball game. From those 5 star hotel stays and those wonderful corporate look, i now decide to enter the unorganised and the less professional sector of family business. Less than family business it is more of a 2 man army. The 2 men in contention happen to be my father and his colleague both with the experiance of some 30 years in engg. What am i to add to their wealth of experiance, but learn from them and hope to reach higher than where they are today.
Leaving the luxuries of a fixed salary and less botheration at the end of each month, i now enter an arena where i would have to make my worth felt. My brains would be tested and so also my presence of mind. My salary cant be taken for granted and my growth not in someone's end. My work, my beliefs and my horizons have to widen. I would be entrepreneur and i ought to think like one. What the fck does that mean ?? well, possibly just that for once, i would have to put in practice real out of box thinking to lead the company to more pastures and greener grasslands. It would be obvious that i would have to expand the company and the reach to more areas. Areas, unexplored and where the ball would be than where it is today.
But, then i would be leaving behind an entire pie waiting to be explored. It would be more than anything a very wonderful learning that i would be leaving behind. One thing certain that i surely didnt get the best rating just like that. I if at all get one, would be after several discussions and convincing on my part. How i wish, i could have performed better and also got a boss unlike mine :P. On a more serious note, the small 1 yr stint here taught me patience. Appraisal or not, it is more of the learning that i take to my own business. The feeling of it being own. Now thats something to ponder :)
The dilemma may just be something superficial, but it is more of fear and the butterflies of getting into the unknown and the ability to be of use and be worthy of the pay that i receive.
"Everything can change in the blink of an eye. But dont worry, God doesnt blink"
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Chaddi buddy ki shaadi !!!
Well, its just about time that the feeling has sunk in (physical trauma). Its over, its done and sealed. Not him, his fate. Yes, as one would have guessed even without the heading of the blog, my bestie got married.
The function as obviously in India was with the full rituals and fanfare expected at any wedding. Especially this one coz was the first in his family in this generation as well as coz was the first wedding in our group of friends.
The one who had decided to try and bite the forbidden fruit :P. As one of the chums put in at the end of the whole thing," We would now have to share him with one more person". Though, the love marriage meant that we knew our bhabhi since long and were more than aware of the happenings and the obvious happy ending, but for the actual process to materialize and hit us for something different from just knowing it.
The entire thing started with us dunderheads being called in for learning the dance to be done during sangeet. Now imagine, a bunch of nuts like us being taught how to dance !!. Not that we were any bad, but werent surely the prabhu devas. We surely knew how to shake a leg or two, but bring in coordination with not only the other leg that u had to shake but also hand and face movements meant that it spelled doom!!!! Thanks to Shailey (Apologise for the spelling mistake if any) that we nuts learnt to move our butts, and not in the normal ghati type dance that we know, but in a more coordinated fashion. Imagine, the time and effort she had to spend after us that each and every member not involved in the dance knew each and every step :P
Trust me, ours was the best dance, with all the rhythm and tempo that we had (or managed to get) by that time. Frankly those days of night time practice were the ones that we remember today and have the most attachment to. Those were the times when we would joke about, fool around and have fun with the whole bunch of his cousins and family. It gave us a sense of involvement beyond our daily routine and was a welcome addition to our daily activities.
The sangeet was ofcourse preceded by Bachelor's party of a different kind. Though, not to forget to the spirits, there were enough to put people(me included) on a fantastic high. Getting into the sangeet and the day next was wedding. It surely was the first wedding that i was attending where i got to dance in the baraat!! It was one life time of an experience. It meant that there was no reason to stop and that kush was surely not getting anywhere near the mandap any time soon. We started sometime 10.30 and after amazing stamina dancing by his IIM and IIT friends, that we finally allowed him to enter the hall and get a tilak by 12:40pm :P:P
Well, it surely meant that we danced outside the hall all for 1 hr with the best brains in the country shouting and dancing as if there were no tomorrow and surely there was not to be :) (He was going to be married)
The wedding followed by the reception meant that after the morning's ceremony, we were all tired physically but not on spirits and preparations for his night were made. It was decided to alarm him a couple of times at night involuntarily if so with the many alarm clocks in the room designated for them to spend their night together. That both of them were our best friends, meant that we had to be kind enough. Not to forget that our marriages were to follow sometime after theirs meant that that the tricks had to be small and innocent :P
Apart from delaying their entry into the room, we made sure that they were woken up at the best of the times :)) But then, as is said, what are friends for !!!
Jokes apart, this was the first time in ages that we had such marathon functions, day in day out at the end of which, we were all more tired and worn out ourselves. To follow up with these activities amidst our daily schedule meant that we had procrastinated a lot of our work for the days after marriage and meant that the first day in office after the wedding was not to be the most pleasant one.
Surely the times were amazing and ones to be remembered. One friend quoted in one picture,"We remember not days but moments". Surely the moments and the times were the best spent in a long long time and the most enjoyable. Thanks buddy !!!
Hope you guys have a wonderful and happy married life :) -- Fantastic 4 now fantastic 5 !!
The function as obviously in India was with the full rituals and fanfare expected at any wedding. Especially this one coz was the first in his family in this generation as well as coz was the first wedding in our group of friends.
The one who had decided to try and bite the forbidden fruit :P. As one of the chums put in at the end of the whole thing," We would now have to share him with one more person". Though, the love marriage meant that we knew our bhabhi since long and were more than aware of the happenings and the obvious happy ending, but for the actual process to materialize and hit us for something different from just knowing it.
The entire thing started with us dunderheads being called in for learning the dance to be done during sangeet. Now imagine, a bunch of nuts like us being taught how to dance !!. Not that we were any bad, but werent surely the prabhu devas. We surely knew how to shake a leg or two, but bring in coordination with not only the other leg that u had to shake but also hand and face movements meant that it spelled doom!!!! Thanks to Shailey (Apologise for the spelling mistake if any) that we nuts learnt to move our butts, and not in the normal ghati type dance that we know, but in a more coordinated fashion. Imagine, the time and effort she had to spend after us that each and every member not involved in the dance knew each and every step :P
Trust me, ours was the best dance, with all the rhythm and tempo that we had (or managed to get) by that time. Frankly those days of night time practice were the ones that we remember today and have the most attachment to. Those were the times when we would joke about, fool around and have fun with the whole bunch of his cousins and family. It gave us a sense of involvement beyond our daily routine and was a welcome addition to our daily activities.
The sangeet was ofcourse preceded by Bachelor's party of a different kind. Though, not to forget to the spirits, there were enough to put people(me included) on a fantastic high. Getting into the sangeet and the day next was wedding. It surely was the first wedding that i was attending where i got to dance in the baraat!! It was one life time of an experience. It meant that there was no reason to stop and that kush was surely not getting anywhere near the mandap any time soon. We started sometime 10.30 and after amazing stamina dancing by his IIM and IIT friends, that we finally allowed him to enter the hall and get a tilak by 12:40pm :P:P
Well, it surely meant that we danced outside the hall all for 1 hr with the best brains in the country shouting and dancing as if there were no tomorrow and surely there was not to be :) (He was going to be married)
The wedding followed by the reception meant that after the morning's ceremony, we were all tired physically but not on spirits and preparations for his night were made. It was decided to alarm him a couple of times at night involuntarily if so with the many alarm clocks in the room designated for them to spend their night together. That both of them were our best friends, meant that we had to be kind enough. Not to forget that our marriages were to follow sometime after theirs meant that that the tricks had to be small and innocent :P
Apart from delaying their entry into the room, we made sure that they were woken up at the best of the times :)) But then, as is said, what are friends for !!!
Jokes apart, this was the first time in ages that we had such marathon functions, day in day out at the end of which, we were all more tired and worn out ourselves. To follow up with these activities amidst our daily schedule meant that we had procrastinated a lot of our work for the days after marriage and meant that the first day in office after the wedding was not to be the most pleasant one.
Surely the times were amazing and ones to be remembered. One friend quoted in one picture,"We remember not days but moments". Surely the moments and the times were the best spent in a long long time and the most enjoyable. Thanks buddy !!!
Hope you guys have a wonderful and happy married life :) -- Fantastic 4 now fantastic 5 !!
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