Exactly 10 years back , those were the days,when I was into a start up company working as a Instructional Designer/Technical Writer/Market Research Associate basically to summarize when i was working as a Jill of all trades.That was the time when I was a Moderator for a Debate Forum online where everyday I used to moderate, participate in several international,national and versatile topics .The fights, debates in those forums where that strong that even Arnab or Rajdeep or Barkha would have learnt some tips from our forum.Oh,yeah..all these moderation, debates were done in my pen name. I earned good amount of friends, enemies by that time online too.
Just then,this concept of blogging started in the lovely and lively mysterious world of internet. Me being a knowledge hungry,highly expressive and radically experimental person didn’t want to stop exploring the world of blogging too .When i said, to my family, friends and colleagues “I am going to start my own blog”, first question was “What the hell is a blog”, when i said to them, it is some kind of online personal diary ,personal website, 90 percent of them laughed at me by saying “Oh Really!! Prasanna!! What do you thing of yourself? Who is going to read it? Do you think you are some celebrity? What are you going to write in it? Do you think you have enough knowledge that you want to share that knowledge to the world too?”
Honestly , i didnt have answers to all or atleast some of those questions . However, I wanted to start the blog. I started it with zero support, zero encouragement. I still remember, the day i received my first comment from unknown person, it was a post related to vedic mathematics and renowned person in that field commented on my post. That was so exciting for me, i received a positive comment for my one of the first posts that too from a renowned person in that field.
Slowly, just to improve my habit of writing i continued writing. I wrote blogs on all the random topics i am interested in. After some months, I added link of my blog in my resume too along with other social networking sites. I got to befriend several new online friends, initially i used to feel, people are tricking me or lying when they used to introduce themselves and write to me that they like my blog posts and they are fans of my blogs. I used to accept their comments /mails only after exhaustive research about them. Slowly, such mails and messages increased and i too felt more confident about myself, my writing. This blog of mine became a primary tool in personal branding. Unknowingly , it helped me a lot in my career and life. Interviewers started reading my blogs before final rounds of my interviews. And even now, it is such a pleasure when the Country heads or the Vice Presidents of the Organizations I want to work with talk to me about my blog and the posts in it.
On the other side, the comments/mails i receive from outsiders are more about how my blog posts inspire them and how they come back to my blog to feel good, feel motivated when they want to feel better. This is a huge achievement for me. All i did was, blog what i felt, about my failures, my tiny successes and my feelings in these journeys, and all i want to do through my blog is help others also find their best version while i am also trying to become my better version.
I started my blog on October 23rd 2007 and by this October 23rd 2017 it is 10 years and I feel good about it. What i strongly believe is ” When you believe strongly in an idea, JUST DO IT, don’t wait for approval of entire world to start the things which you believe strongly”. I started writing my first book this year and will be publishing it by end of 2018.
I was having chat with one of my dear friend and suddenly as a part of our discussion this topic of “Is this social media, news channels making us more depressing and making us not practice gratitude at all? ”
“Trump threw paper napkins on the people waiting for aid”
“Read these 10 reasons on why Narendra Modi’s Demonetisation is a big flop”
“Once again Rahul Gandhi insulted BJP”
“Yogi Adityanath cares for cows more than humans”
“100 people dead in so and so city”
“Pakistan did it once again to India !!!!! “
Goddamn!! News are becoming sick, Overrated and manipulated. And above all due to more channels, more papers the authenticity of news is getting killed, every stupid data is not news.And subsequently more and more stupid memes are generated. Making us more bitter and bitter unknowingly. Yes, we have the option to shut down TV, disconnect the network router. You might be wondering what exactly is my ranting is about, what exactly is my drama about.
Real World is really beautiful. It isn’t bad as badly depicted in the media, people of different nations, different cultures, different religions really coexist very well. It is not that alarming.
Religion: Yes, love your religion. Know more about your religion, Share about your religion but don’t degrade other religions. It’s like you like you are proud of your mother, you tell to the World about beauty of your mother but for that you need not degrade other peoples mothers. Yeah, I am humble Telugu Brahmin, however my great friends are very good Muslim’s, Christians.We do discuss religion but we don’t kill each other or scold each other.
Politics: Each one is entitled to have their political views, we are inclined to one or the other party but just that other person has different views we need not develop grudges with them and make mockery of him.Yes, I am inclined towards one party, it doesn’t mean, I degrade people who support other parties or it doesn’t mean I support mistakes of the party is support.
In, Helsinki my favourite restaurant is in Mannerheimintie. Its an amazing restaurant where they serve Indian food, for a person like me, if I don’t eat Indian food for 2 consecutive days, I end up feeling depressed. And this restaurant comes to my rescue all the times. Hospitality of the owner and staff is simply amazing. Only after my first visit I realised it is not a restaurant owned by an Indian, it’s actually owned by a Pakistani. After all, India and Pakistan are siblings from same subcontinent.
Driving the point home… Real world is still really beautiful, don’t get carried away by strong and biased opinions in the news and different media.
Do share your thoughts.
Have a great day ahead.
Loads of Love,
A motivational speech by Les Brown on WHEN YOU FEEL STUCK IN LIFE
Karma, Product Backlog, Sprint backlog and the Program called Journey of a Soul:
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I have very weird ways of working, when I have to work I work not really bothering about the time, food and sleep, and with zero disturbance from external elements ..so me generating ideas or strategies only in working hours is rare. In simple words, I am like Archimedes, I don’t know when my Eureka moments come.
With this kind of tasks, the ways of refreshing from work for me are a post on facebook or on my blog, walk in my office campus listening to instrumental music and photographing, Talk with like minded people on completely different topics.
One such evening at work, when I thought I am done with an outline of a concept, my senior colleague Anjali asked me for a Chai. I don’t like missing an opportunity to have Chai with her, she is a busy bee and the best thing I like with her is spiritual and philosophical conversations.
On that day, as a part of random conversations, we started talking about Karma. We both being the Project Managers that too who work on Programme based out of Scaled Agile Framework, our conversations unknowingly got into the Agile way of thinking.
When I asked her what’s her take on Karma.
She explained me in following manner.
“Prasanna! Often we don’t understand why we go certain events in life. Often we don’t understand how we meet certain people, why certain people leave, why certain people are our family, our mentors, our close friends. All these sequence of events, people in life don’t happen just like that without any reason. They all are related to the Karma of our Soul. We feel more matured and calm when we see the journey of soul in different lives holistically. No soul can escape from the product backlog items of karma. So, it happens that in each life, called Sprint of life, the soul picks up certain user stories and the people we meet in that life are the resources assigned by God, for you to complete that sprint. So, the parents, siblings, mentors, friends, partners are all chosen to the soul by God before coming itself. And the repurcurssion of the acts of this life will be carried forward, so at any point we need to perform well keeping the processes, values in tact. The result of this sprint of life will continue to impact the overall programme of journey of soul . So, sometimes it happens that we may feel we are punished or disciplined for no reason by God. But it ain’t correct, everything happens for a reason “.
After listening to words and analogy of Anjali, I was just stuck in the magic of thoughts like an Alice in Wonderland.
Do share your thoughts.
Have a great week ahead 🙂
Loads of Love,
Some Random thoughts on Quality Life :
Way 1: Is it Power, Positions, Packages and constant upgradition..with high ambitions and High risk appetite ?
Way 2: Is it People, hobbies, close time with nature, art, reading, writing, music,farming and gardening, peace?
Should we wait till retirement to choose things in way 2?
Should we never aspire the Way 1 if we are inclined to Way 2.
Should the way 1 people never dream of Way 2.
May be we can blend way 1 and way 2 right this moment itself.
There are people who do so… And they generally belong to Alpha men and Alpha women category…
How do they do it.. May be they have lots of passion for life and huge respect towards their self.
They make effort and ensure they have a Quality life.
So, next time you are trying to add something to the product backlog for the later sprints of your life called ” After retirement “, do think if you can add to the current sprint called ” Present moment of life “.
Loads of Love,
Just now read a beautiful post on how to raise your daughters and that post triggered some thoughts in me. So here are my some Monsoon Thursday thoughts.
World is already a tough place where people get judgemental about beauty, 36 32 34 measurements or Zero size or half size or whatever crap size of your body, your color, your weight.
It all looks good, you enjoy the glory when you adhere to these measurements, you grow in a myth that your identity or fame is because of your color, or this numbers based figure. You enjoy the attention of few morons who say ” How fair you are! How do you manage such sexy body figure! How do you maintain that perfect weight of 50″. You think you rule the world because of these measurements and parameters.
But Damn! It’s a physical body…it changes…changes with your age…and then your body doesn’t measure the zero size or the crap of 36 32 34 …then you get depressed. Then you feel worthless. Then you feel you are nothing but a big overloaded garbage truck. Because all through your life you never gave importance to inner beauty, inner strength, the intellect, the skills , the joys of learning, the real beauty of soul .
No one will taunt you, even if you look like a truck but you yourself will taunt you for losing your “,wealth…the weapons of beauty”. Finally, you get depressed. You get frustrated. You feel entire world is making fun of you. You become frustrated jealous soul seeing other 36 32 34 women or start wasting your life hating yourself till you get back to your prior glory. And because of this negative attitude people start distancing you, they too feel ” What a fat sick pessimistic soul this woman is “.
Is that life???
Why is it all happening? This disastrous cycle doesn’t happen with men. Even though they look like truck they confidently feel they are the most sexiest men in the World and added to that they feel women are dying for them even in their truck shape. Actually!! That kickass attitude makes them really hot and sexier.
Why does this happen?
If we do little bit of root cause analysis. It all has to do with our upbringing ( yes society is a judgemental moron all the times anyways).
Right from childhood, girls are raised on the parameters of color, size, weight…with lesser focus on real parameters of mental, physical strength, inner beauty and the real thing about education, academic goals, life goals. Girls are given lipsticks, talcum powders, eyeliners makeup brushes and praised and praised and like hell by saying ” Oh my God! My daughter looks like a model, like a Hollywood, Bollywood star”. So, they too think they are awesome in these parameters and they focus on those unknowingly…And grow up to dumbdolls. In one age, they lose their so called sexy parameters of body and turn to frustrated jealous useless self-esteem less truck woman.
Don’t let that happen with your daughters. Right from childhood encourage and focus on the real strength, groom them to become women of strength, let them focus on academics, let them focus on sports, let them focus on spiritual strength, make them strong girls.
Give them books, not lipsticks.
Give them sports shoes, not high heels.
Yes, they will definitely wear lipsticks, high heels later on, however by that time they know they are just accessories, not their identity parameters. They will even know respecting other women on real parameters but not on basis of size of their boobs or waist or color of the skin.
Strong girls become strong women and Strong Women are the most sexy creatures you ever see on the planet even they are of truck size, because they carry a charm 😉
Have a beautiful day.
Loads of Love from a truck sized woman who will definitely lose her weight one day but celebrating herself even with this truck size