Wednesday, 16 April 2008
Friday, 11 April 2008
Thursday, 10 April 2008
First I must confess that the image used is copied from someone else's blog...but then I liked it enough to use it. Thank you Angie!
I just wanted to share with you all the in the last one month that I have been going to the gym, regularly 5 days a week and burning 500 calories per-visit...the good news is that I have managed to shed 2.5kgs from my huge mass! This measurement was done in traditional way and not as suggested in the image shown above.
This weight-loss is one of the single-biggest motivating factor for me to want to continue with gymming (something I have never done before the last one month). Guys - wish me the best!
As promised earlier as well - the day I lose enough weight - I shall share my pre / post pics to celebrate the weight loss. Till then, let's just sweat it out!
Tuesday, 8 April 2008
Fact - I dropped a year in my college and repeated the second year.
Fact - Had I not decided to drop this year, I would have been forced to do so - my preparedness for exams would have ensured that result.
Fact - It wasn't an easy thought and was most certainly not easy for my folks to accept.
Fact - As it turns out, it was probably the best decision I ever took in my life!
I never really got going with my understanding of this subject, Statistics. Not that I couldn't understand it, but I could not understand why am I being taught what I am being taught and why am I being taught in this manner that I am being taught in. My mind could never come around the fact that I am being made to learn (rather memorise steps) to prove minus of minus x = x, i.e. -(-x)=x. Yes, there is a proper way to prove this, which would involve two more variables and a few assumptions!
Come July (of 1999) and it was time to go to college - but with no compulsion to attend classes, nor any pain of sitting through lectures that made no sense to me. My dad was hell bent in ensuring that I get up every morning and still go to college - as he didn't want me to vegetate sitting at home. So I did that - got up every morning, went to the U-special stop, boarded it, got down at the college gate...but rarely entered it.
I had somehow decided that if I want to utilise this year for my growth / development in any manner - then college is not going to help me. I decided to make DSE's open area my favourite hang out spot...sat there all day long - seeing people move around at their own pace, either hurriedly or otherwise. For some inexplicable reason I found comfort at being there. Probably because nobody knew me there or because it didn't remind me of KMC.
In just a few days I realised that sitting there wouldn't solve anything...to be honest had got bored of sitting alone doing nothing. This brought an interesting turn in me - I got into reading books and listening to music, both that I had not been exposed to earlier. This was one phase when I could read anything, from philosophy to psychology books, from fiction to biographies...and during all this, I had my faithful walkman with me.
I used to carry the following articles in my bag - the book I was reading then, my walkman, 5-7 cassettes and similar number of battery sets (this made me popular amongst few similar people, who would request for battery replacements for their walkmans). There was a tea-stall there, which would supply me my morning cup of tea - my target was to make it last for at-least couple of hours...then to take another. Sitting area was comfortable - under a tree, on a stone, on the side-walk or at times (if lucky) on grass.
To be honest, I still didn't study for my course or for my exams. Now that I look back, I think that I did study and learn that life, books and music had to teach me. Things that would have gone past by me, had I not stopped and taken a break from my psuedo academic learning. I learnt to think, I learnt to feel and most importantly, I learnt to express my feelings on a piece of paper. I learnt how to deal with adversities, I learnt how to handle pressure (it wasn't easy at home those days, looking at my worried parents) and most importantly I learnt to believe in myself. All those learnings hold me together even today and I am proud of the single most difficult decision that I have had to make.
This is just to share my view on the subject. Please don't try this at home or anywhere else. I wouldn't take responsibility of your undoing!
Take care and all the best!
Thursday, 3 April 2008
This post comes from the heart (once again). It is about one of few friends I have.
A little background to this story...I never, even in my wildest dreams, had ever thought of being outside the realm of being a salaried professional. This was not really a choice to make or be burdened under...it was in my blood. With dad serving the Indian Air Force for twenty six years and since then (eleven years) been working with one organization...there was no doubt that all I would do is try and make a mark for myself, in the corporate world - climbing the ladder of success.
In my first job (TOI), I met a uniquely different character - Jassi a.k.a Jasbir a.k.a Jus-Beer! The reason I say he was unique because I hadn't met people like him in my life till then...He was one person who had a single-minded approach towards things he did and towards goals he had. This was at times so weird that I thought it was better to bring the dude back on ground than see him get hurt anytime in the future.
From everything that we have discussed under the sun - the two biggest dreams he had were...go abroad and the other that he would want to start something of his own. Going abroad - well I had no problem in accepting this as a dream, but to start something on your own (when you don't have stable finances to support a business)...I couldn't see logic in this. To be fair on me - as I had mentioned earlier - my mind set and my background didn't allow me the bandwidth to think beyond and appreciate a guy who had the balls to think beyond boundaries!!!
Despite our different goals and absolutely different approaches - we did manage to hold on to our friendship over the years...Today, Jassi is most certainly in the UK...and has also managed to start a small outfit of his own. He might / might not be doing what others had imagined he would be doing right now...but he is one guy who has neither feared nor cared about what the world thinks of him. From starting part-time with MacD in India (while he was still in college) to TOI to UK as a student (did his MBA) to becoming a delivery-boy in the UK - all that he did was with just one aim in mind - "how to get started on my own...with something that I can justify to myself"
Jassi has today made a small and modest start in the UK (how many people do you know who have gone abroad to start a business there - I don't know any), I don't know whether this is his calling or not...but this is certainly his play-field to learn the ropes and become smarter...it is certainly his stepping stone to success.
I now know that there is worth in dreaming out of the normal, there is merit in trying for it and there is hope beyond the pain! I salute him - for his strength of character, for his never-say-die attitude and his big heart!!!
All the best Jassi - I today know you are living your dream...make the most of it!