I have officially crossed 60 posts :P, which is a huge thing for me.
Well I was generally looking at random things on the Internet and saw a site where you can list 100 things that make you happy - other than money.
My initial reaction was how hard can it be but then you reach a limit and go what else makes me happy it is kind of weird but then there are so many small seemingly insignificant things in life that also bring a smile to your face. Like a leaves rustling in the wind, a feather floating away with the wind...
When I was small I used to be happy riding my bike all around my house I used to feel cool. There were no worries just pure happiness. When I jumped into a pool I felt that sensation as though I water just going with the flow unadulterated joy and bliss. It seems soooo long ago...
So, What are your 100 things?
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Sunday, October 24, 2010
los mexicanos de indio
Now before I start I want to make it very clear that this is not a racist post; however, if it does offend anyone I am very sorry.
Now, Mexican people in the US are harworking individuals who cross the border to make a decent living often sacrificing a lot to ensure that their children grow up to be better than them. Look at any posh resto in the big cities in the US and a majority of the behind the curtain staff is mexican working for little but putting in tons of hours.
I noticed a similar trend in the UK where Polish people did a lot of construction work. They slogged it out to make a decent living.
A commonality in both these groups is that they try and save whenever possible. They save and send it to family they save and keep it for a rainy day. This is amazing to me. The human nature is such that they should be want luxury. But these amazing people curb that want for a future.
I have been wondering who can we call the mexicans of india?
Now before I start I want to make it very clear that this is not a racist post; however, if it does offend anyone I am very sorry.
Now, Mexican people in the US are harworking individuals who cross the border to make a decent living often sacrificing a lot to ensure that their children grow up to be better than them. Look at any posh resto in the big cities in the US and a majority of the behind the curtain staff is mexican working for little but putting in tons of hours.
I noticed a similar trend in the UK where Polish people did a lot of construction work. They slogged it out to make a decent living.
A commonality in both these groups is that they try and save whenever possible. They save and send it to family they save and keep it for a rainy day. This is amazing to me. The human nature is such that they should be want luxury. But these amazing people curb that want for a future.
I have been wondering who can we call the mexicans of india?
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
In the making...
He stood still
watched with unbiased eyes as the wind swept seas danced
so did his mind
with thoughts of the future with no recollection of the past but with the will to do something in the present
where had he changed he was asked he did not know
to him it was a way of life
he stood still now watching the skies
the bright blue with some white was a symphony to him
he wanted them to tell him their tales
tales from far and wide he wanted to learn more
The wind played with the trees in the distance making its presence felt
like a jealous lover it wanted his attention
but he stood still and watched the courtship
after all he was a storm in the making.
He stood still
watched with unbiased eyes as the wind swept seas danced
so did his mind
with thoughts of the future with no recollection of the past but with the will to do something in the present
where had he changed he was asked he did not know
to him it was a way of life
he stood still now watching the skies
the bright blue with some white was a symphony to him
he wanted them to tell him their tales
tales from far and wide he wanted to learn more
The wind played with the trees in the distance making its presence felt
like a jealous lover it wanted his attention
but he stood still and watched the courtship
after all he was a storm in the making.
Thursday, October 07, 2010
The early hours of morning are amazing they are serene and let me think. The calm has an amazing effect on the mind I think everyone should try it. I was thinking to myself with a cup of tea (or in my case a glass of tea) what would I change if i could and the answer was plain and simple. The way we educate our young.
I never had a coach for swimming but I managed to reach states 9 times. When I did get a coach for one year I was able to shave off 53 seconds from my time, which says a lot. I never had any one teach me tennis but I am decent enough. I was never told what is my apptitude and what I would do well in. But this is the reality in a number of small and medium towns in India. This is what I really want to change.
I never had a coach for swimming but I managed to reach states 9 times. When I did get a coach for one year I was able to shave off 53 seconds from my time, which says a lot. I never had any one teach me tennis but I am decent enough. I was never told what is my apptitude and what I would do well in. But this is the reality in a number of small and medium towns in India. This is what I really want to change.
Sunday, October 03, 2010
Every since I can remeber I want to do more. I always wanted to work as a consultant well the general idea would be ok so apply to consulting firms they will hire you. One huge problem I read their websites and they say we want people with passion we want curious people we want people who are ready to learn. All of which I am then they say he/she should have more than x number of years of experience now I do have experience but not what they ask for and at times not in the field that they ask for. I do not have a MBA from the primeir institutes in India but I dont think that I am any less than someone who has graduated from them. What they learnt in class I learnt by myself. Well life sometimes throws you lemons but that just means you make lemon juice. So I keep fighting.
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