Dealing with change

Change is the only thing in the world which is permanent! Whether you like it or not, change is inevitable. And for most people like me, who are too lazy to work hard towards their goal, the goals revolve around the new roles assigned to them by change. I can still recount how my goals have kept changing since childhood. And I don't remember which was the last goal achieved (if any), be it regarding personal, career or relationships. Some people measure success in life with the number of goals achieved. I would rather measure success in the way people adapt to changes. There are times when I've found myself clueless, often when fate shows an unexpected number on the dice. One of such situations took me more than a year to react. And by the time I did react, I had already missed the train! That was one of the biggest lessons learnt in life. Never delay your actions. Opportunities do come knocking at your door. It might not be your priority at that instant, but might suddenly become your top priority. And before you realise it, its gone... So the point is, always be receptive to change. Never ignore things in life, no matter how small they are, even though they might be not related to your current goal in any way.

Games memories play!!!

Nothing is permanent in life, the only permanent thing is change!!! I certainly do believe in this statement! In addition, you also have some memories, which remain permanently hidden in some unknown location of your subconscious mind. However hard you might try, you can never get them out of their place! The strangest thing however about memories and me, is that its the bad memories I would always want to remember, but would want to forget the good ones! Not that I don't cherish the good memories, but as soon as I come back to the present, I start yearning for those old days, hoping that history will repeat, making my present sad and gloomy!!! Bad memories, though traumatic experiences, make you learn from mistakes, leaving you with a good chance of making the best out of the present! How nice it would have been, if I was able to selectively keep memories in my mind, getting rid of those which affect my present!!!

Thoughts of an insipid mind!

Sometimes I wonder what makes some people more enthusiastic than others about certain things. Enthusiasm is a very different thing from passion and I would not like to talk about the things one is passionate about! Is it an urge to get something done which drives the first category of people? Or is it because of some incentive? Or is it because of some obligation imposed by some other person? This question has always puzzled me. I admit, I belong to the second category of people. I am almost always unenthusiastic about anything. I certainly don't like to do things which I am not interested in...

As a child, I'd always hated studies! Except for mathematics, I don't remember having opened any book, except on the eve of the exam day. And when forcefully made to study, under the obligation of passing the exam, I would try to read a few pages, but would all asleep within no time! If not asleep, then the mind would wander around to some far away place. Luckily, my academic record was not so poor, and I managed to successfully carry this attitude through, although, with a steady decrease in performance. Having said this, I've observed other people, who though not interested in a particular subject, have still successfully managed to study it. How they managed to motivate themselves is still a mystery to me. Ofcourse, competition is one factor which has the potential to motivate people. I have actually seen myself self motivated during competition. But as soon as I entered college, the feeling of competition was lost. I've never found a way to regain the feeling of competition in any field. Can it be because I made some wrong choice somewhere? Or is it something to do with work life? Or something to do with social life? Or is it a combination of the above? Or is it because of some other unknown reason? These are some questions definitely worth pondering on...

Where am I heading?

Well, its been almost two weeks in Chennai now! Can't remember of having done something significant other than work. Its been a boring and tiring stay so far with nothing other than work, even on weekends. Thought I would meet some friends while in Chennai. I still remember the good old days spent with them. But all plans washed out! Next week should hopefully be a much better one. Well, time to doze off now! Have to wake up early tomorrow and hurry towards office :(

Addiction to work or procrastination???

Well friends, its been a very long time since the last post! Obvious excuse is a lack of time! Although that's a blatant lie, I don't generally enjoy lying, so let me confess. Laziness has become an integral part of me and I'm finding it hard to part with it. Hey, wait a minute, what is this post supposed to be about? I couldn't think of a title which would justify the following, so I just stuck to one which would sound less harsh...

I've been in the office from 10am to 3am ie 17 hours today! Let me reflect on what I've done in those hours... Well, here is the work flow. Check my mails, go out for tea, check my mails (this time obviously no mails to reply to), start working for about an hour, spend some time in the restroom, go out for tea, browse the internet, work for another hour or so, have lunch (a late lunch), go out for tea, work for another half an hour, browse the internet, then work for another half an hour. Its dinner time by now. So I go out and have dinner. Then I don't feel sleepy, so come back to office, work for another half an hour (work is almost done, but not yet complete), browse the internet. Finally, at about 2am, I decide to finish whatever is left (hardly 1-2 min job). Then start the orkut business! Eventually, tired of orkut, I think of posting this piece of gibberish!!! If you have taken the trouble to read so far, then take some more to leave your comments, giving me and other like minded people some advice on how to rid oneself of this dangerous habit. I'll try my best not to repeat this thing. Bye for now.