Work like you dont need the money....!

There is an adage which goes “Love like you have never been hurt…dance like no one is watching….work like you don’t need the money”. The last few days, I had the good fortune to meet a few people who truly live to the last part of the saying.

People who are passionate about their work can never be compensated enough. They would approach their task with the same sincerity as they would tend to a personal chore. These bunch of vibrant professionals are the real assets of an organization, their value creators. They set their own standards, raise the bar regularly and go way beyond the KRA’s or KPI’s set by the company. The Management should catch them young, nurture them, mentor them but let them play their natural game. Archaic policies and hindering company rules shouldn’t block their virgin thought process.

The professional space I am in , allows me to interact with such inspiring people and exchange valuable tips. The most common trait which runs across this breed is constant experimentation of benchmarked processes while treading unpaved path.

The aggression and the energy they hold within often don’t reflect in their exterior makeup. Their meek physical attributes shouldn’t deceive their superiors to shortchange them or ridicule any of their failed attempts. Doing so, they are adding fuel to the fire and should be beware of being consumed by it.

Challenge him and he will redefine the rules of the game and elevate the turf it is played on.

When the sun greets you....!

It was after a long time I went for a morning walk today, a time of the day I always aspire to rise but fail regularly. So when the eyes didn’t close back in the wee hours, I thought of gathering the lazy bones and ache it a bit. The sun hadn’t come out yet but the darkness had waned and the mist in the air still young and the dew below sparkled.

In the mornings, I look forward to meet friends in my neighborhood, whom you don’t bump into normally because of varied office timings. It was a pleasure meeting a dapper looking Balu, a very dear friend, on his way to office. We couldn’t exchange anything beyond pleasantries as he rushed to grab a seat in a waiting autorickshaw. I wondered if his enthusiasm to get in it was fuelled by the two beautiful girls who were sharing the vehicle.

The rising sun greets you with its innocent rays like an infant’s soft hands on your cheeks. It seemed like asking me “Hey, long time no see”. The shopkeepers lift their shutters, not before touching the ground and then reaching the hand to their forehead. Where else we see such customs so ingrained in any culture. A moment observed stoically to the supreme being. I also see an elder of a family paying his respects to the rising sun from his balcony, chanting mantras while pouring water with raised hands on the Tulsi pot. Guess, these unquestioned traditions has kept us bonded for more than 5000 years now.

I have often observed that no one walks past anyone without making eye contact for a second. It can be a non verbal way of wishing each other a good morning and a wonderful day ahead. An old couple walking leisurely with the man very patiently keeping pace with the wife’s feeble steps swelled a lot of respect for them in me. The promise to get old together is fulfilled while taking care of each other and raising a family. These moments at the sunset of life is longed more as the fear of being alone tomorrow lurks large. I walk past them inspired by their journey to see a group of grannies sitting on a bench. For a moment, I thought are they alone now and wished their children are taking care and filling the vacuum.

The mother stuffing the lunch box in her kindergarten going kid bag while scolding him sweetly to stand still as he wants to rush into the waiting school bus and grab the window seat beside his friend, brings a smile to your face. She keeps waving to her kid till the bus vanishes from her sight. A moment you go back memory lane when you picture your mother and your growing years. Mothers will be always the same..!!!

Ever wondered, what does the roadside tea vendor concocts in his humble “cutting” of Rs.3/- what a Twinnings, or a Tetley fail to do and that too very miserably at that. And above all you can even customize your drink “arrey pani kum…patti jyaada” which he brews it for you happily. I take time to sip the invigorant and let the taste stay in my mouth for some time.

I return home to brace the day and a promise to greet the sun as often as I can.

Shortlived pleasures : The essence of life

The duration of momentary pleasures is diminishing drastically. The few seconds you have been in its bask, you feel weighed on by it. Been there, done that.. Now what? You immediately start exploring newer ideas, new thoughts start working on, attempts to do things differently begin. I guess, human beings are made not to be satisfied by what one has got but how to make it better. These ephemeral achievements fuel the quest for some eternal bliss which has been the engine of change since genesis.

A person can’t repeat success if he rests on his laurels more than the average time acknowledged globally. There have been instances of one hit wonders among writers, actors, live performers. If analysed threadbare, you would realize these shooting stars burnt out their stuff at one go and could not ignite it again. Lack of self belief or fear of failure crept deep within them making them submit to their insecurities. No successful person can say that he hasn’t seen failures but he will say with pride that he corrected himself in time and turned it into a success. It only depends on the amount of time consumed to brood or celebrate over the result of the action done. More the time spend is more the time taken to move on to either amend or create anew. Every moment is preset for an outcome to happen and what matters is where you were and did you own that moment when it took place.

There is an average length of duration set for your joy and sorrow too. The average mourning period for a loving one is around twenty days. Life by its daily chores helps you to tide over personal losses. For the passing time, no one is indispensable. Refusing to go with it will only make loneliness envelope you like the darkness of an empty unlit room. Living in the present and preparing for the future is the essence of life and any attempt to peep back in the past would dither away one from their course.

I quite often experience these short-lived phases of life and often wonder at the futility of grizzling or feting over it. You will only find yourself alone if you overdo the time slotted for it.

A beautiful month kissed goodbye

The churn of life often deprives you of your personal indulgences. It s one big rush to an endless summit, no sooner the day breaks. Towards dusk, the back beckons the gluteal muscles and soles to pass on the body weight they shared the whole day. You give up on the struggle of keeping the eyelids away from each other and cruise to la..la..land. It’s been a quick retreat under the duvet since a few days. I dread the thought of a weakened resolve, hence back here to string some memorable moments.

The first month of the New Year bid goodbye and what a beautiful month it was..! Never before did I kick start a new year with such promise and enthusiasm. I guess, the anticipation of change looms large and is enveloping everyone in its wave. The bright faces I see around me radiate the same energy and vigour. I observe a collective force working with you, for you in attaining deliverables. Though with a depleted team, it was a professionally satisfying month with the best sales figures achieved so far. A big thank you to Rupali, Paras and Mary for filling in so perfectly.

The month closed leaving many opportunities to be explored this month. The excitement is undecipherable when the day unfolds as you expected. The New Year’s been a party so far. I want the celebrations to continue…!!!!