My "Lateral" Mind

 

Well those no-dirt-on-my-mind folks; stop reading this. Because when I consult my Lateral Thought part of my brains, it's usually the dirty parts that answer !! Well it so happened that I let a blood bank drain a bit of my blood today for the eighth time, and then there was this question that I asked myself why I did it. Knowing myself, I am not an altruist, not one who goes any extra distance to help others. Its just the good feeling part of it. And it's exactly then that I found this naughty answer to throw at the next person who asked me the same question - "Well, that was my only chance to get laid by that nurse you know.. and she even let me squeeze a ball ;-) !!!!!".

 

 

Don't Write Me Off !!

 

Sorry Mr. Schumacher, I had to borrow your lines. Just for once, I wanted to try writing with nothing to write about... he..he.. Wonder what's causing it.. am happier than I usually am.. and for reasons I know not. Feel alone at times and want to be alone the rest of the time !! And for a while I've felt neither. Am really confused for now.. don't know what's next in life.. but not confused for lack of options but because of them being too many ;-) Hmm.. like the song.. Can't Wait For The Rest of My Life.

 

 

 

What's it about beer by the way..

 

If anyone's reading this at all.. excuse me.. am a little drunk and am more philosophical than I usually am ;-)

I've always tried to evaluate myself.. what's it about me that's ordinary.. and what's it that isn't... I've seen and gotten impressed with these kind of people... the one's who make big impressions on their firsts... and I know that's what's ordinary about me... I AM NOT THAT. And then.. I've always proved myself over time.. (forget that I haven't been too confident all the while). I was so hidden as to let a girl apologize in the second year for not knowning that I was in the same class.... and by the end of graduation.. I wasn't the pin-up but never met anybody who didn't know me.. same at school..same at job.. same at most other things.. Guess I'm more like this thing I'm loving having it.. BEER.. you want to have more of it.. but only after you've had more of it already...

 

 

Funny how we think..

 

Well I for a while knew this thing of measuring one's career progress. That of defining it in four stages - unconscious incompetence, conscious incompetence, concious competence and finally over to unconscious competence. And it never in its repeated recurrence as a thought failed to astonish me how simple and true it could be. I was only wondering if we could say something about the way we think as well. Most of the times, and most of us, seem to be only complaining. We only seem to look at problems. It is so blatantly visible in our conversation, but that's only if we care to observe. Look at this story - I am reading an article that asks "Should Prostitution be Legalized". And pat comes a sarcastic comment from a pair of eyes behind my shoulder, hooked out of an otherwise very sensible brain - "oh there are better things to be legalized!!!!". There wasn't much effort in pushing those brains into thought; I only had to ask back; "like?"... "Err... hmm... ooo.. Gay marriages probably!!". He he he... we better be careful in announcing our thoughts buddy...it shows too much of us. Like all philosophy, my friend probably thinks he's smarter.. and I probably think I am.. But for once, I've had my spark-of-amusement. And ofcourse, a train of thoughts flowing out of it!!!

 

 

One Of The Fountains..

 

My job in this lovely little town of Bucharest is that of technical support in a team of two (including me) deploying a software application worth i-dont-know-how-many-zeroes kind of money. Well, had heard quite a lot about this client interaction thing, about being street smart, about developing "connexions" and committing with care. And then a couple of things that I did observe... If I am not smart, people take no time in riding me.. and if I'm too smart, people take no time in seeing thru the bluff and you know what follows.. Being smart is mostly mistaken for scoring over others. I need to score, but I needn't score over anybody. It's only got to be aligned. And I've never got to let somebody score over me either. The demand the customer makes probably should never be thrashed. That's my only chance of being useful. And it's the only way forward. And so it is with most other obligations in daily life.

We all know of smart asses who go about complaining against everything and still get "ahead". And then, we know of people sweating it out and still getting "ahead". And if you're asking me, the first one ain't smark work and the second ain't hard work. It's work worth it's effort only if it can make a contribution. I now know how I want to feel at the end of a work day.

 

 

First Weekend outside India

Well it's Sunday.. and I'm out in the east European town of Bucharest. Have had lots of talk about the feeling one gets on his first visit out of India; but nope; I haven't felt anything at all. Well it’s one thing that I am busy with work and another that I'm increasing growing insensitive to everything outside me. Got nearly mugged y'day night while trying to take a look at the underground metro station, but somehow it never felt as dramatic as my companion explains it now. I figured out the mugger wasn't too sure of what he'd wanted to do to me; and while my companion started running away making exclamations; I calmly walked along without sparing a look at the twice-heftier-than-me danger beside me. Ya.. the town is a lot more cleaner than Bangalore for example. The temperature is way lower hovering around 0 centigrade. But yes, one difference I did observe. Almost a week, and I am yet to spot children. I read on the net that the Romanian society makes up a receding population ("makes up" ??). The government even pays around 10 Euros every month for each child until he's 18.. It's funny how things work in different places.

 

 

Smack the snack...

Hmm.. so it feels like what I heard some time ago..Quarterly Life Crisis. A demanding parent, a demanding job and a demanding set of aspirations. Unfortunately, the three don't align!!! But wait till I've told what's worse..first, I don't know what I want my aspirations mean.. and voila.. I’m a software programmer(need I wail more??) and crikey!!! my parent KNOWS what he wants ME to do... heard of a combination more lethal??? For the time being, my boss is in a meeting. I live away from my home town.. and did I say something about myself?? guess not.. I always knew I was lucky.... but never that I was SO lucky. So right now, smack the snack.