It's funny how I find myself, more often than never
accusing you of being so damn organised and no fun at all.
You move like someone set your trial on fire
and you just have to shovel through the virtual mess
to find that pivotal pail of water that sets you free.
I'm not sure I quite understand sometimes,
and I wish you'd just let me be,
doing the things I wanna do,
just breaking all the rules.
But then, you go away...
and I feel myself missing you so much,
that I feel an emptiness right in the pit of my stomach
and I wish you were back here again.
coz I like it that you're so damn organised and no fun at all.
I like it when you move like someone set your trail on fire
coz you are my hopeless lobster,
and we're walking sideways, arm in arm.
Coz you and me, we stick like glue,
yeah baby, we sure stick like glue !
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
True Calling - Living life on purpose
Have you ever really thought about what you were born to do ? What is it that truly defines who you are ?
There are so many of us who may be sucked in to a profession that keeps us constantly on our toes; a profession that demands so much of our time and effort and yet provides so little in terms of fulfillment. Then there is the big question, "Why do we submit ourselves to permissible torture when we can choose to walk on another road ?" The reasons may be varied and quite personal and i wouldn't want to get into the dynamics of that topic just now.
To put it fairly, there may be many reasons why we choose to do what we do, but that's definitely not the subject of my blog today.
It took me a long time to realize that the shoes i was meant to fill were casually lying around in my closet gathering dust, while i trotted along life's rocky terrain wearing flip-flops ! Yep, it sounds rather goosey doesn't it ?
It took me years, but i finally saw that the very "calling" i was pushing away on grounds of being "unessential", gently pushed it's way back into my life and stood at a distance, watching me with clear disapproval of how i had chosen to fit-in to a career which by then, had gotten the better of me. It was as if a little angel was waving a tiny red flag in my direction, beckoning me to "STOP" and look up!
So what did I finally choose to do? Did i embrace this calling like a long-lost friend or did i ignore it, letting myself snap out of sudden introspection and in to the rat race again ?
For a long time, I just waited. That's right, I waited for my life to steer it's own course, hoping that it would eventually lead me on the road to happiness. Now, at this point if you find yourself thinking "that's what a spineless person would do !"; you may exit from this blog and pretend that you never read the first bit, because the latter half may not interest you either ! (However, if you still choose to read further, then can we please be fraaands ;) ;) ?)
Have you ever crawled in to bed at night hoping that the next day would just decide to "take the day off" for a change, instead of you having to do it? (That never happened did it? The next day just decided to greet you in your face with an extra ounce of cheer !)
Have you ever miserably let out a heavy sigh as you dragged yourself out of bed and into the arms of the day that tells you that there is so much to be done today at work?
Have you come to realize that you have allowed your life to just happen and not really live it?
A job that may constitute more than 50% of your day, is meant to put food on the table and pay the bills. However, if it fails to satisfy the spirit then is it truly worth all the attention and stress?
I found myself asking these questions more often with each passing day and it only made me feel sad and unfulfilled ! I decided that it was time - time to stop letting my life just happen and to create a life circled around my dreams and values. With each passing day i was only getting older and the fear of life just melting away seemed like a dreadful thought.
Right then, I had made a promise to myself, that i was going to take the bold step of a career change. I just had to do it on behalf of my dreams.......
Today, I am by far a happier person. I choose to do what i'm good at and i feel responsible for my actions. Quoting excerpts from a famous Whitney Houston song "If i fail, if i succeed, at least i live like i believe. No matter what they take from me, they can't take away my dignity. Because the greatest love of all is inside of me !"
Today's blog is dedicated to all those lovely, honest and brilliant people who have at one point or another felt a steady decline of life's purpose.
I would definitely tell you this one thing - Beleive as i do, that you were put here to follow a calling that is uniquely yours; And when you find that calling, your life will be transformed. Guaranteed.
Have a wonderful life !
There are so many of us who may be sucked in to a profession that keeps us constantly on our toes; a profession that demands so much of our time and effort and yet provides so little in terms of fulfillment. Then there is the big question, "Why do we submit ourselves to permissible torture when we can choose to walk on another road ?" The reasons may be varied and quite personal and i wouldn't want to get into the dynamics of that topic just now.
To put it fairly, there may be many reasons why we choose to do what we do, but that's definitely not the subject of my blog today.
It took me a long time to realize that the shoes i was meant to fill were casually lying around in my closet gathering dust, while i trotted along life's rocky terrain wearing flip-flops ! Yep, it sounds rather goosey doesn't it ?
It took me years, but i finally saw that the very "calling" i was pushing away on grounds of being "unessential", gently pushed it's way back into my life and stood at a distance, watching me with clear disapproval of how i had chosen to fit-in to a career which by then, had gotten the better of me. It was as if a little angel was waving a tiny red flag in my direction, beckoning me to "STOP" and look up!
So what did I finally choose to do? Did i embrace this calling like a long-lost friend or did i ignore it, letting myself snap out of sudden introspection and in to the rat race again ?
For a long time, I just waited. That's right, I waited for my life to steer it's own course, hoping that it would eventually lead me on the road to happiness. Now, at this point if you find yourself thinking "that's what a spineless person would do !"; you may exit from this blog and pretend that you never read the first bit, because the latter half may not interest you either ! (However, if you still choose to read further, then can we please be fraaands ;) ;) ?)
Have you ever crawled in to bed at night hoping that the next day would just decide to "take the day off" for a change, instead of you having to do it? (That never happened did it? The next day just decided to greet you in your face with an extra ounce of cheer !)
Have you ever miserably let out a heavy sigh as you dragged yourself out of bed and into the arms of the day that tells you that there is so much to be done today at work?
Have you come to realize that you have allowed your life to just happen and not really live it?
A job that may constitute more than 50% of your day, is meant to put food on the table and pay the bills. However, if it fails to satisfy the spirit then is it truly worth all the attention and stress?
I found myself asking these questions more often with each passing day and it only made me feel sad and unfulfilled ! I decided that it was time - time to stop letting my life just happen and to create a life circled around my dreams and values. With each passing day i was only getting older and the fear of life just melting away seemed like a dreadful thought.
Right then, I had made a promise to myself, that i was going to take the bold step of a career change. I just had to do it on behalf of my dreams.......
Today, I am by far a happier person. I choose to do what i'm good at and i feel responsible for my actions. Quoting excerpts from a famous Whitney Houston song "If i fail, if i succeed, at least i live like i believe. No matter what they take from me, they can't take away my dignity. Because the greatest love of all is inside of me !"
Today's blog is dedicated to all those lovely, honest and brilliant people who have at one point or another felt a steady decline of life's purpose.
I would definitely tell you this one thing - Beleive as i do, that you were put here to follow a calling that is uniquely yours; And when you find that calling, your life will be transformed. Guaranteed.
Have a wonderful life !
Monday, March 9, 2009
Cooking - A Science or an Art ?
There has been a varied opinion when it comes to culinary skills.
Some say it is purely an art that starts with coalescing ingredients through a process that involves inherent culinary skill, and ends with a dish that is so appealing to the taste buds that it could send the desired taster, into a world of great fulfillment.
On the other hand, there are many who argue that cooking, like any other academic subject is a science that can be mastered by merely following a set of carefully arrived procedures to produce quite a palatable result.
When I initially tried my hand at cooking, I was appalled by the effort that it took to accomplish a trivial recipe. I mean, it seemed so easy to me at first. After all, how long could it take to dice a couple of vegetables, add a few ground spices to it and let it cook? Not very long I thought as I gallantly proceeded to cook up a mixed vegetable stew. I wouldn’t say that the end result was inedible; however it wasn’t as delectable as I had imagined it to be!
It mildly dawned upon me (I say mildly, because I hate to admit that this was a complete "duh" kind of moment for me) that there are certain rules to cooking that I may be totally oblivious to! I immediately dialed an SOS call to my mother, who was pretty amused by the melodramatic account of my very first cooking attempt.
She of course assured me that cooking needed a whole lot of practice and above all an uncanny knack of combining the "right" ingredients that culminates in a savory dish. She never forgot to very brightly add, "Cooking is so easy!”
Over the days, I decided to try out the "easy" recipes that my mother had very gladly shared with me. I re-tried the mixed vegetable stew, this time following my mother's carefully dictated recipe to the tee. Of course it involved blanching the vegetables and caramelizing the spices before cooking, (something that I had no clue about, the first time round) but I was completely satisfied with the results. I had created a culinary marvel! (Generally, I hate to brag but when the occasion demands it, I go all out! :)) Indeed, as my mother had promised, cooking is easy!
So, what is cooking really? Is it a science of carefully practiced techniques or an art of combining just the right proportions of chosen ingredients to create a toothsome treat? I am still trying to figure out the subtle line that differentiates the two.
Not many have an inherent talent for cooking. Over the past generations, there have been people who have devoted a lot of their time and effort to this theme and yet today, it is evident to many that it seems quite commonplace.
What i can undoubtedly say is that it is the result that truly matters.
As someone once brilliantly quoted "The discovery of a new dish does more for the happiness of mankind than the discovery of a star”
I'm only too happy to agree!
Some say it is purely an art that starts with coalescing ingredients through a process that involves inherent culinary skill, and ends with a dish that is so appealing to the taste buds that it could send the desired taster, into a world of great fulfillment.
On the other hand, there are many who argue that cooking, like any other academic subject is a science that can be mastered by merely following a set of carefully arrived procedures to produce quite a palatable result.
When I initially tried my hand at cooking, I was appalled by the effort that it took to accomplish a trivial recipe. I mean, it seemed so easy to me at first. After all, how long could it take to dice a couple of vegetables, add a few ground spices to it and let it cook? Not very long I thought as I gallantly proceeded to cook up a mixed vegetable stew. I wouldn’t say that the end result was inedible; however it wasn’t as delectable as I had imagined it to be!
It mildly dawned upon me (I say mildly, because I hate to admit that this was a complete "duh" kind of moment for me) that there are certain rules to cooking that I may be totally oblivious to! I immediately dialed an SOS call to my mother, who was pretty amused by the melodramatic account of my very first cooking attempt.
She of course assured me that cooking needed a whole lot of practice and above all an uncanny knack of combining the "right" ingredients that culminates in a savory dish. She never forgot to very brightly add, "Cooking is so easy!”
Over the days, I decided to try out the "easy" recipes that my mother had very gladly shared with me. I re-tried the mixed vegetable stew, this time following my mother's carefully dictated recipe to the tee. Of course it involved blanching the vegetables and caramelizing the spices before cooking, (something that I had no clue about, the first time round) but I was completely satisfied with the results. I had created a culinary marvel! (Generally, I hate to brag but when the occasion demands it, I go all out! :)) Indeed, as my mother had promised, cooking is easy!
So, what is cooking really? Is it a science of carefully practiced techniques or an art of combining just the right proportions of chosen ingredients to create a toothsome treat? I am still trying to figure out the subtle line that differentiates the two.
Not many have an inherent talent for cooking. Over the past generations, there have been people who have devoted a lot of their time and effort to this theme and yet today, it is evident to many that it seems quite commonplace.
What i can undoubtedly say is that it is the result that truly matters.
As someone once brilliantly quoted "The discovery of a new dish does more for the happiness of mankind than the discovery of a star”
I'm only too happy to agree!
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