Thursday, November 20, 2008

Songs on a long drive

This is bliss! A slice of heaven.

There are specific songs that uplift your mood i guess. I love the '70s and 80s of Raja and SPB. They take you to a different world and make the dreams more special.

A soulful song or a romantic duet each one make the miles special and create a whole new topic of conversation altogehter.

And when I listen to the song again, i also remember the drive with better clarity.

I now have songs classified as the NJ trip, San Deigo transition, NY Due diligence and so on..

One more way to make work fun in my opinion.

New York

I have decided to write about my travels like Mark Twain.

The first place had to be New York. This was where it all began - the adventure called travel and my realization that I truly enjoy the travel.

I think it is injustice to se NY is a city of lights and that it never sleeps.

It is a man made city and ofcourse it sleeps. But like man, it dreams and boy those dreams are colorful! Where else could you cross the road when there is no signal and have the cabbiee screeching to a halt inches before he hits you?

Where else can you get away with a purple hairdo, gooyey burger and still manage a three piece suit?

All roads and all buildings in NY are a testimony to man's endurance and his ability to rise up against all odds.

It drives you to do things your way and take pride in yourself. You either like it for its confidence or hate it for its arrogance.

During sunshines and snowfalls as I travelled thru those avenues, I was truly liberated. I knew what self confidence was.

If not for anything else I have to thank New York for that.

Monday, March 31, 2008

Work Life balance

This is one term that I keep hearing often these days.

For some reason I cannot help but feel it is a comment directed more at women at the work place and not at the gentlemen. I also have been at the receiving end of my boss's concern when work days stretch endlessly and days blend into each other. Sometimes when he asks me such questions, I cannot help but wonder at the situation at his home as well - he spends almost the same time as most of us do on the work floor and it cannot be picnic for him at home as well.

I tell myself that just as I have a responsibility to be at the office at a stipulated time in the mornings, I also have a moral responsibility to be back at home at a decent time.

My bottom line - I can always get another job, but never another family.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Travel

Travel in my opinion is the best way to learn. I love to look at places from the perspective of the native.

Looking at a place with rose glasses might distort the view. But looking at it from a native's shoes gives us an image of the place as it is but also helps us capture the essence of the place - what would it be like to wake up to the stunning view of the sun over the Grand Canyon? Or watch the endless Niagara falls free flow into a bottomless pit??

Will I stop to stare at the falling snow or just move by as if it was an every day occurance and just curse the traffic delay?

Love at the terminal

Romance can strike you at the most unexpected of times. The most improbable of them all I think is a terminal in a busy airport.

Is love about feeling miserable without your loved one? I thought love was supposed to strengthen your resolve and make you move mountains. It did, but also bought out an overwelming compulsion to spend more time with my lover and have endless hours of conversation.

Preparing for an hour of conversation took a day, but when the time came my thoughts were mostly extempore. And I could not remember what I ever spoke about. I guess I now know what sweet nothings is all about.

I never had the fire crakers and star burst, but if the flutter in my heart and the grin in my face is an indication, I am most certainly in love.

Friday, January 18, 2008

At the new work place

It was that time again when i found myself looking thru the window of my new house. It was the unofficial first day at my new work place.

The most noticiable difference between this and the earlier times was that while I still had the butterflies in my stomach, it was more the size of moths and more to do with if I looked alright than me thinking about if I would make a fool of myself asking the right question or what if I don't understand a word of what they said!

I cannot believe just 3 years at work would give someone this much confidence but since I am living it, there is no other way to look at it.

I guess working is an addiction for me now.

Monday, January 7, 2008

Moving on with your job!

Telling your boss that you are quitting can be a really demanding experience.

everyone knows that a company must go one, irrespective of who comes and goes. But over the years when we work for an organization, if we are really lucky we also get bosses who make our work place that much more enjoyable.

It is never easy to tell them that we are putting down our papers no matter how genuine or compelling our reasons.

The one lesson I learnt is that it is better to give them prior notice instead of informing them at the last minute or worse bring up a situation where they might learn the news from some one else.

Also, you can clear the table for yourself by completing any pending issues that are yours to be dealt with and also creating enough back up for yourself on the floor so that the business/process does not suffer.

This is a small world we are in and we never know when the same person will be our boss again! So it is better to clear the air ans maintain an excellent rapport with our earlier bosses!!

Friday, January 4, 2008

All we need is a pen to write

For a long time now, i have been toying with the idea of writing. Every time I begin i have writers block.

I remember the story of the optician who gave the man a pair of spectacles thinking he could not read the book as he had poor eyesight. But the problem was the man was illiterate.

Amidst doubts that i may not be able to pen my thoughts at all (I have been often accused by dad to be a scatter brain), i begin my tryst with the mighty pen (meaning the keyboard).

I plan to keep track of anything that catches my fancy - from the guy across my cubicle at office to the new Tom Cruise movie that turned out to be a dud.