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Thursday, April 12, 2012
After effect!
The characters and incidents in this narration are purely fictitious and any resemblence to you or any of you is purely incidental.
Revathi Krishnan, the city's renowned Psychiatrist looked at her watch. Its 7.00 PM . She checked her appointment diary. One more appointment to go...the last one for the day.
She checked the available details of the next patient.
Name - Avantika Hariharan
Age - 25
Profession - Software engineer
Marital status - Single
Mostly - a break up issue...or parents divorce issue...or inferiority complex/inhibition issue. Revathi thought to herself.
She called for Avantika.
Avantika entered the room.
Appearance - Not breathtakingly beautiful.But,definitely cute, stylish. Large expressive eyes. Wheatish complexion. Good features.
First impression - Looks smart. No apparent physical reason which can lead to inferiority complex. Revathi continued her thoughts.
Avantika took her seat.
Revathi flaunted her warm smile and asked: "So, tell me something about yourself."
Avantika - "I am Avantika. My parents are working.I have an elder brother and sister. Mine is one of the most respected families in my village. After completing my B.Tech, i joined Excellence IT organization as Software Engineer. I always thought i have got everything i want in my life and I was very happy with my life."
Revathi - "So, what is the issue?"
Avantika - "Now,I am very unhappy with my life.I think, my life sucks. I think, all my friends and the people around me are having a much better life (well, i don't think they deserve it!). And i think, i deserve better things in life. I have not visited any foreign countries till date. I have not met any celebrities. I have not received any awards for my performance at office. I have not yet met Mr.Right.I don't have any talents - i don't dance, I don't sing, I don't have interest in Photography. I don't own anything which i can flaunt.I think, my life is terrible...horrible."
Revathi - "I understand...life can be very difficult, at times. Since, when did this start? What was that life turning incident which affected you so much? Feel free to be frank, honest. Open up."
Avantika - "Since the day............. i............................ signed up in Facebook!!"
Revathi Krishnan, the city's renowned Psychiatrist looked at her watch. Its 7.00 PM . She checked her appointment diary. One more appointment to go...the last one for the day.
She checked the available details of the next patient.
Name - Avantika Hariharan
Age - 25
Profession - Software engineer
Marital status - Single
Mostly - a break up issue...or parents divorce issue...or inferiority complex/inhibition issue. Revathi thought to herself.
She called for Avantika.
Avantika entered the room.
Appearance - Not breathtakingly beautiful.But,definitely cute, stylish. Large expressive eyes. Wheatish complexion. Good features.
First impression - Looks smart. No apparent physical reason which can lead to inferiority complex. Revathi continued her thoughts.
Avantika took her seat.
Revathi flaunted her warm smile and asked: "So, tell me something about yourself."
Avantika - "I am Avantika. My parents are working.I have an elder brother and sister. Mine is one of the most respected families in my village. After completing my B.Tech, i joined Excellence IT organization as Software Engineer. I always thought i have got everything i want in my life and I was very happy with my life."
Revathi - "So, what is the issue?"
Avantika - "Now,I am very unhappy with my life.I think, my life sucks. I think, all my friends and the people around me are having a much better life (well, i don't think they deserve it!). And i think, i deserve better things in life. I have not visited any foreign countries till date. I have not met any celebrities. I have not received any awards for my performance at office. I have not yet met Mr.Right.I don't have any talents - i don't dance, I don't sing, I don't have interest in Photography. I don't own anything which i can flaunt.I think, my life is terrible...horrible."
Revathi - "I understand...life can be very difficult, at times. Since, when did this start? What was that life turning incident which affected you so much? Feel free to be frank, honest. Open up."
Avantika - "Since the day............. i............................ signed up in Facebook!!"
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Change Management - HWD!!!
All of us go through change. For some, it is easier to manage it. For others, they take time. The question is not - which is right and which is wrong. But.......!!! Well, why don't we come back to this point later?
So...to drive my point..let me introduce Gowry to you.
Gowry has always been a chirpy,bubbling with energy and take life as it comes type. She was brought up by her working mother who is equally bindass. She has witnessed her parents broken marriage. But, that has never affected her outlook towards life as it taught her to count her blessings whenever she goes through a difficult phase in life.
She hates to judge and be judged. She believes nobody is perfect. So is she. She looks at every phase and incident of her life as a learning. For her, world and life is much larger than doing the chorus all the time inside the four walls of the house. She doesn't believe in destiny. Hence, she does'nt fit in the typical "go with the flow" stereo type woman who gets arrested in the expectation trap. She is a dreamer. She enjoys all the small things in life. She never compares herself with others as she thinks, everyone is unique. She has never felt "jealous" about anyone.
And tries to keep her smile all the time.
And her biggest dream is to make a positive difference to atleast a few people apart from her family. Hence, she works on realizing this dream whenever possible.
In her 30 years of revolving around the sun, she has not wasted her life by just transforming oxygen to carbondioxide. But, balanced the ups and downs of life pretty well and realized many of her dreams in her own way - family, career, work on social cause, continue her talent showcase in music,learnt cooking, cleans the house (to an extent!) etc etc.
But, then she realizes...people who are not just tresspassers, but, who travel with her in this journey have never travelled in the same path that she has travelled always. They seek her to change her path and take their path. So, the point here is....
Does she need to change her path completely? Is it possible to mix their path and her path?
Now...coming back to our unfinished question.
Is Change Management about managing change in the means and ways you are comfortable in managing it? OR Changing yourself completely to manage the change because that is what is expected of you?
To all the women out there - this Gowry is you and me!
Happy Women's day! Celebrate womenhood! :) :) :)
So...to drive my point..let me introduce Gowry to you.
Gowry has always been a chirpy,bubbling with energy and take life as it comes type. She was brought up by her working mother who is equally bindass. She has witnessed her parents broken marriage. But, that has never affected her outlook towards life as it taught her to count her blessings whenever she goes through a difficult phase in life.
She hates to judge and be judged. She believes nobody is perfect. So is she. She looks at every phase and incident of her life as a learning. For her, world and life is much larger than doing the chorus all the time inside the four walls of the house. She doesn't believe in destiny. Hence, she does'nt fit in the typical "go with the flow" stereo type woman who gets arrested in the expectation trap. She is a dreamer. She enjoys all the small things in life. She never compares herself with others as she thinks, everyone is unique. She has never felt "jealous" about anyone.
And tries to keep her smile all the time.
And her biggest dream is to make a positive difference to atleast a few people apart from her family. Hence, she works on realizing this dream whenever possible.
In her 30 years of revolving around the sun, she has not wasted her life by just transforming oxygen to carbondioxide. But, balanced the ups and downs of life pretty well and realized many of her dreams in her own way - family, career, work on social cause, continue her talent showcase in music,learnt cooking, cleans the house (to an extent!) etc etc.
But, then she realizes...people who are not just tresspassers, but, who travel with her in this journey have never travelled in the same path that she has travelled always. They seek her to change her path and take their path. So, the point here is....
Does she need to change her path completely? Is it possible to mix their path and her path?
Now...coming back to our unfinished question.
Is Change Management about managing change in the means and ways you are comfortable in managing it? OR Changing yourself completely to manage the change because that is what is expected of you?
To all the women out there - this Gowry is you and me!
Happy Women's day! Celebrate womenhood! :) :) :)
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
A Celestial proposal - Inspired by the sight of the moon and just one star in the sky. what if that moon falls in love with that star?
“But…why me? There are thousands of stars just like me! Better than me!...So, why me?”
This tiny twinkling star asked the Moon as they were alone, up there in the sky.
So, the Moon replied:
I know that you are the star,
Let thousands of others be…
I don’t care what they are,
As,in my heart…far they are.
I like the way, you give way for others,
I like your smiling face that glows,
I like those unspoken words in your eyes,
I like the sky, with just both of us.
You are my shine,
You are my confidence,
For you I stand bright,
For you I spread the light.
I search for you when the sun shines,
I rise on the hope, that you are fine,
I ask myself – what makes me live? what makes me die?
I know, for sure – its just you and your love for me dear!
So, here I am,
With a promise to hold your hand
Till the apocalypse takes us apart…
Will you marry me?
This tiny twinkling star asked the Moon as they were alone, up there in the sky.
So, the Moon replied:
I know that you are the star,
Let thousands of others be…
I don’t care what they are,
As,in my heart…far they are.
I like the way, you give way for others,
I like your smiling face that glows,
I like those unspoken words in your eyes,
I like the sky, with just both of us.
You are my shine,
You are my confidence,
For you I stand bright,
For you I spread the light.
I search for you when the sun shines,
I rise on the hope, that you are fine,
I ask myself – what makes me live? what makes me die?
I know, for sure – its just you and your love for me dear!
So, here I am,
With a promise to hold your hand
Till the apocalypse takes us apart…
Will you marry me?
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Hide and Sing
Sometimes, we come across some situations which are captured fully in our memories...we remember the smell, the flavor, the feeling, the breeze, the touch....so many aspects of such experiences will live forever in our memories....
Had one such beautiful experience recently....
I was travelling back to Bangalore with my 2 yr old boy, after visiting my in laws.It was a night long journey.We settled down in the lower deck of the sleeper bus as it started..
My son was lying near the window and i was lying beside him.
A subtle, but cool breeze was touching us.The sky was clear...with some passing clouds.We could see one bright star on the sky which stood out among all the counterparts...
I started singing the age old rhyme as a full fledged action song - "twinkle twinkle little star...."" my son joined me.we repeated the performance thrice....
Bored of our lousy rhythm and tune...that bright star hid behind the clouds...
My son suddenly asked in a sad tone - "Staaar enga pochu?" (translation - where did the star go?)
In a motherly intention to see him happy (& of course hoping that the cloud will pass)...i said "That star wants you to sing...it will come back only if you sing alone..."
So, my little toddler started in full style...with a concerned voice but with a lot of hope...
"tinggle, tinggle, lettle staaaar,
ho i wandr..wha you are...(sighhhh)
aap abuv the worl so high
like a diamon in the skaaii"...
WOW! The star showed up!
He giggled and said..."star vandhuchuu...." (means - star has come)
Star decided to play the hide and seek again....
My little fellow looked at me...totally upset now! I said - "That star loved ur song...so it wants you to sing again...."
He repeated the rhyme in a sincere voice.....
Star popped up!
He started laughing loudly and with non-stop giggle he said...."Pratyu paadi...star vandhuchuuu...vvvaaawww!!!" - (means - Pratyu (his name) sang and Star came! wow!)
I joined him in his victory of bringing the star out from the clouds by singing the eternal star rhyme!
As i said....this experience is locked in my memory...and am going to treasure this forever - that cool breeze, the sight of that star, the sound of the bus horn...above all...my boy's ecstatic giggle and his assuring voice which conveyed his belief that he made the star pop out of the clouds :)
Must say - a beautiful, nostalgic experience!
Had one such beautiful experience recently....
I was travelling back to Bangalore with my 2 yr old boy, after visiting my in laws.It was a night long journey.We settled down in the lower deck of the sleeper bus as it started..
My son was lying near the window and i was lying beside him.
A subtle, but cool breeze was touching us.The sky was clear...with some passing clouds.We could see one bright star on the sky which stood out among all the counterparts...
I started singing the age old rhyme as a full fledged action song - "twinkle twinkle little star...."" my son joined me.we repeated the performance thrice....
Bored of our lousy rhythm and tune...that bright star hid behind the clouds...
My son suddenly asked in a sad tone - "Staaar enga pochu?" (translation - where did the star go?)
In a motherly intention to see him happy (& of course hoping that the cloud will pass)...i said "That star wants you to sing...it will come back only if you sing alone..."
So, my little toddler started in full style...with a concerned voice but with a lot of hope...
"tinggle, tinggle, lettle staaaar,
ho i wandr..wha you are...(sighhhh)
aap abuv the worl so high
like a diamon in the skaaii"...
WOW! The star showed up!
He giggled and said..."star vandhuchuu...." (means - star has come)
Star decided to play the hide and seek again....
My little fellow looked at me...totally upset now! I said - "That star loved ur song...so it wants you to sing again...."
He repeated the rhyme in a sincere voice.....
Star popped up!
He started laughing loudly and with non-stop giggle he said...."Pratyu paadi...star vandhuchuuu...vvvaaawww!!!" - (means - Pratyu (his name) sang and Star came! wow!)
I joined him in his victory of bringing the star out from the clouds by singing the eternal star rhyme!
As i said....this experience is locked in my memory...and am going to treasure this forever - that cool breeze, the sight of that star, the sound of the bus horn...above all...my boy's ecstatic giggle and his assuring voice which conveyed his belief that he made the star pop out of the clouds :)
Must say - a beautiful, nostalgic experience!
Saturday, July 16, 2011
This is a poem which occured to me, on my way to office, the other day....
Feel free to suggest a title :)
Swinging with the wind,
Feeling my smile,
Counting my blessings…
I wonder…
Is this a pure bliss?
Regretting the past days,
Cursing my own conscious,
Fearing the days ahead…
I wonder…
Is this called life?
Seeing the unpredicted incidents,
Consoling myself that it is just a journey,
Gazing at this unending miracle…
I wonder…
Is this called world?
Walking in this world…
With a larger than life soul…
I pass the bliss, hurt, blame and jealous…
All I can wonder and say is…
Celebrate life…
You never know when it ends…
Feel free to suggest a title :)
Swinging with the wind,
Feeling my smile,
Counting my blessings…
I wonder…
Is this a pure bliss?
Regretting the past days,
Cursing my own conscious,
Fearing the days ahead…
I wonder…
Is this called life?
Seeing the unpredicted incidents,
Consoling myself that it is just a journey,
Gazing at this unending miracle…
I wonder…
Is this called world?
Walking in this world…
With a larger than life soul…
I pass the bliss, hurt, blame and jealous…
All I can wonder and say is…
Celebrate life…
You never know when it ends…
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
One idiot
Current mood : Serious
At present : Thinking deeply!
The above 2 lines are more of a disclaimer to present a serious blog this time around…
Just want to share this recent experience with you folks.
Its about the young generation…
Profile : A typical Software engineer, who has graduated recently and joined a prestigious IT organization with a decent salary.
Age : 22-23 years.
You may call this generation -Gen X, Gen Y or Gen Z…..For me all this mean the same. YOUNG!
On a sunny weekday last week, as I was totally Fly-chasing (Synonyms – Vetti, No Job, Lots to do-No mood), I decided to get myself a lime soda, to regain my energy to continue the fly chasing work. I went to the canteen and joined the queue for the soda.
The guy (our hero) who was standing ahead of me, ordered for 2 pepper sodas and 2 normal sodas. He continued chatting with his friends, after placing the order.
Because, there were no flies and literally nothing else to do, I was observing/looking at these folks by default.
The Sodawala, placed the filled soda glasses in front of him and called me to take the next order.
Suddenly, I hear this roaring voice of our hero “I asked for 2 pepper sodas and 2 normal sodas. Instead, you have given me, 1 pepper soda and 3 normal sodas!”
So, our sodawala, immediately replied “Sorry sir” and replaced the normal soda with a pepper soda.
While, picking up the filled glass, Our hero roared again “These IDIOTS….” and all his friends, a group of boys & girls giggled away to glory as if they just witnessed the biggest joke of the year.
Well…..That's the end of the story!
I am just thinking aloud…..
-What makes him & his group of gigglers think that they have the right to call/insult some one else like this?
-If he makes some error in his project, by mistake, how would he feel, when his client calls him an Idiot?
-Will such heroes/heroines ever learn to RESPECT others?
Sorry for using this word in this family blog…..
Only those IDIOTS know!!!
At present : Thinking deeply!
The above 2 lines are more of a disclaimer to present a serious blog this time around…
Just want to share this recent experience with you folks.
Its about the young generation…
Profile : A typical Software engineer, who has graduated recently and joined a prestigious IT organization with a decent salary.
Age : 22-23 years.
You may call this generation -Gen X, Gen Y or Gen Z…..For me all this mean the same. YOUNG!
On a sunny weekday last week, as I was totally Fly-chasing (Synonyms – Vetti, No Job, Lots to do-No mood), I decided to get myself a lime soda, to regain my energy to continue the fly chasing work. I went to the canteen and joined the queue for the soda.
The guy (our hero) who was standing ahead of me, ordered for 2 pepper sodas and 2 normal sodas. He continued chatting with his friends, after placing the order.
Because, there were no flies and literally nothing else to do, I was observing/looking at these folks by default.
The Sodawala, placed the filled soda glasses in front of him and called me to take the next order.
Suddenly, I hear this roaring voice of our hero “I asked for 2 pepper sodas and 2 normal sodas. Instead, you have given me, 1 pepper soda and 3 normal sodas!”
So, our sodawala, immediately replied “Sorry sir” and replaced the normal soda with a pepper soda.
While, picking up the filled glass, Our hero roared again “These IDIOTS….” and all his friends, a group of boys & girls giggled away to glory as if they just witnessed the biggest joke of the year.
Well…..That's the end of the story!
I am just thinking aloud…..
-What makes him & his group of gigglers think that they have the right to call/insult some one else like this?
-If he makes some error in his project, by mistake, how would he feel, when his client calls him an Idiot?
-Will such heroes/heroines ever learn to RESPECT others?
Sorry for using this word in this family blog…..
Only those IDIOTS know!!!
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