Category Archives: Life Lessons

The 2016!

 2016 taught me.. ! 

– The right ways to hold a new born.

– Make friends from your own generation.

– There are a lot of don’ts to maintain amongst your office colleagues. Learn them all before you head to the do’s.

– You can not lose weight in a month. But those exercises certainly make you feel fresh.

– Go to the doctor for help and not Google. Especially if it is your teeth that needs help.

– Your fears are only in your head. Even the flying cockroach can be tackled with a simple newspaper.

– Asking people about things you did when you were high is not going to make you feel better. Let it goooo. 

– Having trust issues is not really a problem. But saying it out aloud could be.

– Speak out loud only what people wish to hear. Unless they are your friends or it is your appraisal meeting. 😉

Epiphanies from a jar of Nutella

Love should be like a bottle of nutella. Eating all that chocolate could do you no more good than a packet of maggi *I hope we all know maggi is a zero nutrient diet* , the sugar content puts you on a diabetes alert, all those calories you were trying to burn are reinvented with extra “fat” toppings. But you crave to lick clean that little bottle from every corner because like people keep saying “.. It’s about priorities” and it had-has-will always be about it. Love is when you crave for it from the bottom of your butterfly-flying stomach.. Love is when you be the idiot, isolating your logical brain to the darkest corner of your skull and redecorate the space with pink hearts prettified all over.. Its when you just know you want it, not only does your mind provoke you.. But every part of your body is demanding you to lick that chocolate syrup and you just can’t get enough of it and each time the little voice from the dark corner tries to fight its way up, the love you get back from the jar deafens the voice on its own.
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So people don’t you settle for anyone lesser than a jar of nutella! 😉
.. Because your worth it! 😀 ❤

The Selfless Lover

It is my post educational era, wherein I’m looking out for a desired job offering a decent salary, at a comfortable site and the one without a long-term agreement that would keep my wings tied down. So basically to get all the odds in place is not a piece of cake, and even if it were it ain’t the tasty breed. Now let me get back to the intended direction I want to take this post to.

After I got the “You-are-shortlisted” mail is only when I cared to check about the company I had applied for. Dint really seem like a stream I was playing the odds for, the profile looked more apt for the marketing professionals rather, as there was nothing I could do with my programming skills here. But unless you can’t  convince your co-sailors they drag you along with them.

The interview process here is quiet different from the scrutiny we go through. One or Two technical rounds where we answer from everything we know to everything we don’t about computers and coding, faking confidence and surety like a rock-star is what a B.E Grad does, attired in anything that remotely resembles the formal wear. It was different in here, the candidates were perfectly dressed for the interview, not a wrinkle could be seen through naked eyes, well polished complementing shoes, evenly trimmed nails varnished aptly for the occasion,thick black files to finish that corporate-look. Already feeling like an unfit around, the questions thrown at me during the interview made clear the vague reality.

So I wasn’t mentally prepared for questions like your strengths, how to sell this product?, convince me to do this that and a lot more personality digging questions. Being trained to technically answer questions including those we have little idea about, I somehow scraped through the various rounds.

What got me distracted was when in a certain round I was asked to name a role model, a person I idolize or look up to, and would want to imitate as much as I could. As the interviewer was narrating this question to me, my mind tried processing and computing the various famous figures I knew about, several names crossed my mind trying to win my attention from Obama to SRK to Dexter, nobody did. As the time arrived for me to answer finally, Mother Teresa popped out without any authentication or verification from my mind. I remember watching a conversation between a journalist and Aishwariya Rai after she won her Miss. World pageant once, my answer to the interviewer had so much resemblance to that video I saw, trying to steal every praise she hailed on her idol, to portray myself in high caliber.

Any-who a piece of curiosity bugged me after my act. I decided to learn more about this immensely great woman, more than what my catechism classes had taught me about her.

Mother Teresa in her teens wasn’t like any other her age, she had her long-term goal set in a mere age of 12(I hadn’t stopped watching cartoon until 15! *probably*). And by 18 she acted upon it, she left home for a missionary life, a life of free service, a life of giving. And she didn’t stop by there, further seeing the people suffer with misery in India, she set out to selflessly help them. I recollect reading stories about her carrying leprosy patients in her arms and taking them under her aid. She is still loved by all religions alike. How can a person be so filled with compassion?

We think sometimes that poverty is only being hungry, naked and homeless. The poverty of being unwanted, unloved and uncared for is the greatest poverty. We must start in our own homes to remedy this kind of poverty.

– Mother Teresa

When people give away lakhs from their abundance to charity, it’s usually a way of redemption from the sins that are pricking their soul making them hard to survive in peace, while some others take this as an opportune to publicize their goodness while still others give after saving enough for their own.But this woman dint give from her abundance, she gave from the only life she had.. she surrendered her self to serve others, loving the unloved. Put all her needs into trouble, and continued sacrificing her all without letting people know what her sorrows were. Without the greed of worldly pleasures and acknowledgements, just the want to see the people she serve be happy and stay hearty. As written in the scriptures, But when thou doest alms, let not thy left hand know what thy right hand doeth: . She certainly is up there clothed in the finest of robe, sitting in a huge throne merrymaking and doing all those things she couldn’t in her life here.

After Reading about her I realized maybe sub consciously she was my idol, the question just triggered the respect I had for her in my heart.