There is something about managing your perception well that an MBA teaches most of us. Knew a couple of people at this place...more than a couple actually, who pretend to be something else and are something else. Of course, this won't make sense to an uninitiated reader (or for that matter, even an initiated one for I am not the credible types..) But this is a place that brings out the true colors of a lot of us.
Its good in a way that it really leads to a widening of your horizons, your perspectives. I am not pessimistic about people. Have been one of the most optimistic ones in believing them in the first instance. Ok...my blog, maybe I am taking the benefit of the fact and being blabbermouth about myself. But just in case, my faith got reaffirmed in all this by a couple of incidents that took place very recently. Only thing is that its hard to separate the wheat from the chaff. Everyone is here with a purpose, with a stupid agenda and it does not matter to them what it takes to complete that.
Afterall, its not the means but the end.
P.S. In the race for all this, I quit. I quit to strive hard to manage what people think of me....they don't think any good..and they won't :) I wait for the next moment of humiliation at the hands of anyone and everyone who wants to have a grab at it. And I will try again to not get affected..and I quit before losing out...my faith, my dignity and...everything else.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
Desire
And you never knew the beauty of desire..
For you were busy & too tired to admire..
But things did change, now they call me a liar..
I'm tired but got some help,
My objects of desire today set my pyre..
For you were busy & too tired to admire..
But things did change, now they call me a liar..
I'm tired but got some help,
My objects of desire today set my pyre..
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Procrastination in full swing
There is something about wsting time which only we - the privileged time wasters - know of. Probably, its just the feeling of being able to waste what is most precious at the moment - time. But it makes you feel so good...a little guilty...and nostalgic at times. I, for one, reminisced over the same song which I have done for like 8 years now. Yaadein yaad aati hain.....yup, God knows what I remembered today but something again touched the very core. Off late I am trying consciously to feel good...feel good about a lot of things, a lot of people, a lot of activities as well. Maybe, I am tired of myself. Maybe, this is the sole reason I wanted to feel something new. Maybe, this again is a phase that shall but pass off.
I hope for a better tomorrow because this time I am tired and I don't want to crumble up into the feeling of nothingness again...
(Blogs are a wonderful way to let out those stupid feelings that you cannot talk about with anyone and then let the whole silly world read and ponder about it in their free time. In fact, I wonder if I write because I like to or because I know that someone might read it someday. I would still like to believe the former but I don't know if at a subconscious level I am aware of the latter as well.)
I hope for a better tomorrow because this time I am tired and I don't want to crumble up into the feeling of nothingness again...
(Blogs are a wonderful way to let out those stupid feelings that you cannot talk about with anyone and then let the whole silly world read and ponder about it in their free time. In fact, I wonder if I write because I like to or because I know that someone might read it someday. I would still like to believe the former but I don't know if at a subconscious level I am aware of the latter as well.)
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