Life is easy, Life is tough;
Ups and downs, can be rough;
In this difficult path, take a stroll;
Enjoy each day, peace to soul;
My life may be not a long and epic story;
What I want is short and crisp glory.
‘I want the Nail Polish, Mum’, says Oshira. I want to put on the brightest color, she continued. ‘No, ‘No you cannot have that Nail Polish. You know your father would not like it’. Oshira got furious, she really wanted it and so she swore to herself that she will never ever wear a Nail Polish in her life.
Oshira was born in a middle class Indian family. Her father always taught her to be focused to achieve what she wanted. Oshira’s father was very protective of her. She grew up understanding the place of discipline and sacrifice in life. She was a bright child as her father wanted her to be.
But, the teen stage of life is not easy. Not everybody around Oshira was like her. You get life only once, so enjoy, was usually the motto of many of her friends. When her friends used to get ready with the finest clothes and attend parties, Oshira would be busy preparing for the next hurdle / exam. It was not that she was not allowed to go out, but she can not do as freely as others used to do. Because of it, slowly Oshira starts forgetting her fathers word and start feeling restricted. She wanted to break free. But she loved her father too much to hurt him, also she was aware that she had also seen the same dreams which her father had seen for her.
Years passed by, Oshira grew up. She graduated and got admission to the top college. She couldn’t be much happier. She went to her father and to her surprise, her father already had a gift for her on her victory. She takes the gift box, and opens up eagerly. And then she couldn’t stop her tears. It was the same Nail Polish, she cried once for. At that moment, She understood, everything in life should be done at the right time. it’s all about priorities. If we set our priorities right, there is nothing we can not achieve.
Personality is sum total of you inner qualities and external appearance. I do not agree with people who say only your skill sets matter. I’m biased towards people who are Good at heart, Good at job plus Natty in appearance. Fo example – Take a Comedian. Comedian’s bread and butter is if he can keep you engaged with his act and keep you laughing. Assume a comedian very witty, humorous, with awesome content in his act come up on stage. How can he can engage us if he is shabby. Does not matter if he is tall dark or handsome but if he is Natty you are likely to hear him for more time. So a proper balance of how you carry yourself with you inherent soft / technical skill is the mantra of Success.
When you hear the word Uniform what does it remind you-
Defense Forces, Doctors, Nurse, Policemen, Postmen, Pilots, Air Host, School, Interview,Favorite Cricket team, Favorite Superhero and what not !!!
Uniform reminds me of my Grandfather. He is a retired Police officer. He is the most Honest, Truthful and Disciplined person I have ever seen in my life. I still remember the way he used to keep his uniform. There used to be not even one crushed line in his dress. Clean and tidy as a new dress always. Not a single drop of stain you could ever spot on his clothes. I swear, if any Detergent company ever sees his uniform, or any of his clothes for that matter, they will cast him in their advertisement. He could spend hours to wash his clothes to keep them spotless. He always associates Uniform with discipline.
I was happy. I just got married. A pompous wedding, international destination honeymoon, a brand new villa in town and a self chosen husband, Yes, i.e. Love Marriage. We were the happiest couple. But guess what!!! then Life happened. Living with another person was not really my forte. Before the wedding, both of us used to live alone. In my husband’s words, we were the Lions of our Den. After wedding, the two Lions started sharing one den. But as rightly said, Two swords can not stay in a sheath. It was not we loved each other any less but somehow it was not easy for us.
We din’t know what to do. It was then he got a job offer, he had to go far for short period of time and I had a self owned business idea, which I started working on. We lived apart for sometime. I thought the last thing we should do in such time was to live apart. There was a risk of permanent damage.
But slowly, something changed. Even though we were physically distant, but the distance between us seemed less. Togetherness planted a seed of relationship between us, but the distance helped us grow in that relationship. When we lived apart, we understood how to live with each other. Togetherness brought us close to make a bond, Distance added the strength in our bond. Love taught us we can not live apart, and the distance taught us how to live together. We crossed the long distance road between us by walking , until we met. If it was not for this distance, we could not have seen the road clearly. I understand now; to come near, sometimes you need to go far, a little.
When I saw you sitting on the grass You were busy playing the brass The music was melodious and the air was warm I was taken away by your charm Every note you played shook me deep inside That moment I knew you were the one elixir of my life
People say keep personal and professional life separate. I find it very difficult to do. I think my professional life if important Portion of my life. The Portion that has a significant impact on How I dress, How I think, How I interact, and even With whom I interact. Some one close to me once said what profession you do does not define you. I agree my profession does not define me, but it definitely has a very big part to play to shape me and my personality. Let’s do some math to prove this.
Lets assume 52 weeks in one year.
Total days in one year: 52*7 = 364
Let’s take minimum 5 working days in one week.
Total working days in one year: 52*5 = 260
Let’s take minimum 8 working Hours in one day.
Total working hours in 1 year: 260*8 = 2080 hours
Total non working hours in 1 year: 260*16+104*24 = 6656 hours
% Hours spent while working / in my profession: ~24%
% Hours spent not working / in my profession: ~76%
Minimum one quarter of my life is my profession. Note: This is minimum, but who really does spend only 8 hours at their work.
My profession is certainly a significant portion of my life.
I filled a personality test once. As expected, I wanted it to come as a defensive, a good listener and a shy person. Wola! I got it. I was happy, the test was so well written to gave me exact result. Since then, I totally look down upon myself and praised personality tests. I had forgotten the test was not driving me, I was driving myself. I strongly believe, one can not change what a person oneself is. But recently, I have been having some new thoughts. I now believe, one can change the way, one wants to be perceived by others.
Recently, I have done some self improvement classes and seen some Talk shows. I thought these will never help me coz my core is built in a way and no sugar coating will help. But then, I had Afternoon Tea with 2 MDs at my work. There was a round table with two nice shiny tea pots. Luckily I was sitting beside someone I knew. I had a relief. There were some nice cakes, macarons, etc. I took a plate full and sat. Keeping myself busy eating was the plan. But then I forgot I had to eat up, coz I was busy talking to the MDs, discussing social issues, putting my own thoughts. I spoke of things which I had not learnt, but my unconscious mind had in store for me, when I was getting bored in self improvement classes.
This was not me, I thought. I presented myself as a natural thinker and an enthusiast junior aspiring to be an MD one day.
I was not the most shy person at the table. I could not help but notice someone else had taken my place.
According to Worldometers.com today the female population is 49.6% and Male population is 50.4% of Total population of 7,162,119,434 or 7.1 Billion. According to another survey, 60 Billion messages were sent on Face and Watsapp together in 2016 (the verge.com). Even if I consider half of the messages were related to International Women’s Day, total 30 Billion messages must be sent about today. I am one of the 7.1 Billions who interchanged, argued, ignored, discussed, laughed or cried about today’s messages but did not do anything different to make this day Women’s day. One more year has passed by and one more women’s day has gone, but I’m still waiting for the one day when I will really know the meaning of this day.
Below image was actually circulated heavily on watsapp on March 8th, 2017, which made me wonder, “Happy Women’s Day” Really ¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡