Lead without a title!

Certain incidents can change the course of your day in a matter of milliseconds. You are always thinking of ways to spice up your life, bring in incidents that can reinvigorate you. Sometimes they just happen to hover over your head and sit on your nose to get your attention!

One lazy afternoon, while I was attempting to pump up my lazy ass to get the work done, a mail arrives in my inbox. Knowing the source of the mail and appreciating his earnest attempts to bring a smile of my face at every given opportunity, I decided to read the mail before hitting the rut. What I felt after reading the mail cannot be described in words. It's one of those moments where you don't know what has to be done first - punch your fist in the air, scream out with joy, yelp like all the screws in your head have been loosened up, sob like a little girl or thank God for paying heed to your wishes! For all those who know me, I need not ramble about my reverence of Robin Sharma. So here's for all those who don't know this very integral part of my life - Robin Sharma has been my virtual tutor ever since I read "The saint the surfer and the CEO". This book has been my bible and this man has been a one-of-a-kind teacher. If you haven't guessed it yet, the mail informed me about a Robin Sharma leadership session in Bangalore!!!

With all the last minute scramble for the tickets, 5 hours of sleep, early morning rush to Taj Vivanta - the venue, empty yet full stomach, I reached the venue. I wouldn't be lying if I were to say that I looked like someone had stuck a pencil across my mouth! The anticipation of waiting for Mr Sharma had me smiling ear to ear! Finally, the man in black arrives midst the whistles and thunderous claps! I am not usually very star-struck. But something about the glowing aura around this man which is well complimented by a streak of humor will leave you all smiles!

The session that lasted for 3 hours turned out to be a life changer for people who believe that changes are avenues of growth. It empowered those who chose valuable work over mindless toil. It encourages people to take risks and live life, for you only live once.Acknowledging the strength each one of us possess, Mr Sharma speaks about how consistency is the mother of mastery. His philosophies combine the best of the east and west and bring forth to people principle values, which in one word can be described as "simple". The more you complicate life, the more complicated it is gonna get. Live simple and you will be nimble.

I got back from the session less than an hour back. I am already in front of my computer and I am typing this post with immense passion biding by one of the main points covered in the session - You can always do the run when you feel like. You need to do the run when you don't feel like doing the run. This is gonna shape your character. Push yourself to excellence while your competition sleeps. Accomplish small goals every day. They will mount up to a large number in no time. This is success. Did you ever think success would be this simple? No one told you it would be easy. The things you most resist are carrier of your greatest growth!

This is my attempt to conquer distraction and hone my creativity. Seeing Robin Sharma live, flesh,blood and bones has made me realize that all our wishes are being heard to. Probably processing time for some is greater than the other. But everything is being noted by the cosmic cycle nevertheless! Keep you eyes open for opportunities, for the best of opportunities come in the best of disguises.

P.S: Anyone who wants more information on the session is free to get in touch with moi!

You..

There are a lot of things in our daily life that can get hair at the back of necks stand. We fear so many things - dark, unknown, roaches and the list just keeps getting bigger. But there's something that forms an integral part of every person's list at some point or the other - rejection.

People really don't take rejections well. The worst part about this, is the pattern that develops. A string of rejections can kick in the poison that corrodes the soul. If you don't believe me, ask yourself. After being declined by the first person you ever proposed, rejection is the first thought that enters your head when you are on the road way to your next proposal. I understand the fear. But I also understand this can be curbed and taken care of.

I have always believed that if you are being rejected by a certain set of people snubbing your ideas, you and your thoughts are surely not worth the place. For good or for worse, you need to figure it out! Life unfolds according to a plan. Everything has its place, everyone has a purpose. Rejections faced by you are probably the signs trying to tell you something. Listen to them.

Failure at work can probably mean either you slog your ass hard or find your calling and slog harder. Rejection letters from companies could mean they are not worth your time. Roses crushed under heels could mean that there's a better person waiting for you, whom you would have never met had it not been for a rejection. So as you can see from the incidents, its all a part of the plan, the big picture. A wise person had once told me, you can connect all the dots only in hindsight. 

 Some people just don't have to wait till they are bald to gain wisdom! This one, is for one of them. The rest could use this as a pointer!

I see you, putting a brave face in front of the world. I know you are hurting. Even through your pain, I feel immense pride as I look in your eyes. These are the eyes that will provide the world a vision. I see the strong arms being thrown helplessly in the air; the arms, that will work tirelessly to build things from the scratch. I see the shrugged shoulders; massive shoulders being built to carry an empire. I see the finger, curled into a fist and wonder if they are even aware of the strength they possess. Your attitude to life is an epic in itself.

You are not like anyone I've ever come across. You are plain simple you. Your dreams give birth to your life. Your meant to breath life into your dreams. It's said - The finest of steel has to go through the hottest of fire. The more you sweat on the training ground, the less you bleed in the battleground. This is your training and it might get hotter. Promise me you'll never give up. Not coz giving up is cowardly. Coz giving up is not you. It's never been you. 

I am fortunate to be a part of the fire engulfing you. I take pride in being a part of your training, however insignificant and small it may seem. The wildest of colts make the finest of horses. Embrace your rejections as they are paving a path to your fine future. Your knowledge will set you free, your power will set you sailing. As I see you sailing through the storm, I see the clear skies ahead. Stay put dear soldier, stay strong. Winds of change are on their way.

All mine

I have always believed that what's yours cannot be taken from you. It always finds a way to come back to you. At the same time you cannot take into possession what's not yours. It will not remain yours, even if you were to safeguard it with your life. Now now, a very simple principle, ain't it? Then why is it so hard for a certain numb skulls to understand it? Oops, I answered my question! If you are numb, you ain't feeling anything right?

This post might as well be a fruit of frustration! But lemme try to objectify it as much as possible.

Long back a friend had told me something, that continues to haunt me till date - Expectation is a mother of all fuck-ups! You know what? It sure as hell is! Lets rationalize it. Why do we expect? Is it coz we think we deserve things? Or is it coz the person next door has it and we don't? The sources are disparate but the destination is the same.

People say, have realistic expectations. Now can these people please rise up to the occasion and tell me what exactly is a "realistic" expectation? Is it certain "cult" of expectations that are limited to your bounded brains? Something you perceive is achievable to you and hence generalize it coz you think you are the end of the world? So if my logic is correct, anything I think I deserve or can achieve that's beyond your limited and chained thought process is gonna be condemned! Once again, I am not even gonna delve on the realms of who gave you the right to write my life story!

Time and time again, I have been shaken up by my reliable sources asking me to come out of my "ideal" world. Well, if a world were honesty and truthfulness precedes manipulation is called ideal, then so be it! I dance to the music of my song. That's the only dance I know. If you wanna change the music to suit your ear drums, be assured I am gonna step on your toe. You could then go and cry to your mama!

I am not complaining that the world is claustrophobic. I am just saying that world can be such a better place to be where every breath one takes need not weaken one's spine! Looking around, I know its a tough job for me to survive being me. Can I emerge victorious? If I were to change even a single set of thoughts, it would be a small victory. Nopes, I don't wanna preach. Why would I? I am just a restless soul in mid 20's. How much of world have I seen? I have lived a principled life, guarding my values for they are what make me. You all are intelligent enough to recognize that success does not succeed values!

So why am I writing this post? I write this post to address people - believers. In the end, the good shall prevail. Sounds cliched right? Well, most of us haven't lived a full life. Meet me at the end of yours and we can discuss this then! For all you simple honest buggers wanting to live your live your way, there's still hope. Hope, that arises from each of your hearts. Please don't buckle under "peer pressure". You are answerable only to the person you see in the mirror. Dance to your music. Dance like no one is watching. Don't forget to give a "gentle" hook to anyone who tries to re-tune you. All the best warriors! See you on the other side!

Roo!

This one is gonna be rusty. Multitude of reasons attribute to the rustiness. A night spent roaming the streets of Bangalore, sipping delicious road-side "chai" at an unearthly hour, battling mosquitoes, cracking and comprehending jokes caused by extreme sleep deprivation, fighting with every ounce of left over energy to drive a super-cockroach out of the bath room, decking up at wee hours irrespective of the limited audience, begging for beverages to stop our eye lids from meeting; there you go - a short animated description of my first ever night out! As I re-read the above words I feel I may not have done enough justice. But come on, cut me some slack - this poor soul hasn't slept the whole night! (Lets discount the fact that I had my body pasted to the bed for a good part of the day today!)

Now that I am done hyping the whole episode, lemme tell you the real reason behind the "night-out". For those who are regulars here, you may recollect a post where I talk about a few angels in my life. Last night was dedicated to one of them - the best human being I have ever come across, an angel in true meaning of the term, a girl who redefines humanity (nopes, I am not going overboard and I can have people vouch for this one!)

Out of sheer distress comes the cause of your happiness and happy I was riding on the pillion seat of the biker girl. Happy I was, through a series of unforgettable (almost unimaginable) situations, be it stress testing a scooty for its pace or facing a principal who had clearly left his brains at home or taking turns to wake up each other to prepare for a Godforsaken exam or taking a walk whilst hunting for masca-chasca biscuits!

Without really spending a lot of thought I christened her Roo - my jittery attempt at cutting short a highly intellectual name. And boy oh boy did the name stick around! She's perhaps the most simplest person on earth, her humbleness will not go unnoticed (nor will her long legs!) The biker girl kicks ass whether on bike or on her strong long legs. Over 6 years of knowing each other, being inseparable in college (yup, hand over shoulders in ALL the photos!) we have come a long way. When someone this special decides to walk down the road of commitment, I am always left wondering. How can there be a "better half" to someone who's the best in the world! I guess my questions are answered today!

As I see this tomboy transform into a beautiful maiden holding hands with a man of her dreams, I know that  this is just a beginning to a beautiful journey - a journey of love, a journey of togetherness, probably the only road trip she hasn't been on till date! I see the sparkle in your eyes, I see the contentment behind the excitement, I see the love behind the curtain of shyness, I see a blissful life ahead!

Roo, you deserve the moon, the stars and everything this universe has to offer! You a "daaaaaarling" (if only you all could see her cringing now!). Don't ever be afraid to take what's yours. Words may not always help you describe things. So, I am not even gonna attempt on showing you how beautiful you are. Here's wishing you a lifetime of bliss. (May you be the success couple that change my opinion on marriage!)

P.S: You still have to pay me for unleashing the "Sand-mundu-man" on FG and moi! Ahaaaa