Few things that will keep you going

Small ways to maintain your best life:

• Keep doing things that you like, and do take your own time to relish doing them.
• Try finishing up things that you don't like to do but are must to do, as fast and as soon as possible, as you never do them.In short finish up your duties first.
• Be assertive.
• Maintain few important disciplines in your daily life.
• Add those little things around you that makes you feel nice...may be some flowers, a good poster or a good wallpaper, a good perfume or just a good pen,but keep them with you, you feel a lot better with them.
• Once in a while (in a month or two weeks) go out of your way and do something big and achieve something exceptional.It should be something that will add value to your long term life planning.
• Go and have a nice dinner/breakfast once in a while.
• Indulge in that luxurious bath that relieves all stress.
• Maintain a diary and a blog
  

Wish List

Wish list for coming months

• Learn swimming
• Read good books
• Make good presentations in IB,BE,BS
• Be a thorough ET reader
• Built upon GK
• Be a regular Blogger
• Dance more
• Dress beautiful
• Be opinionated
• Know where you want to be placed.
• Prepare for Placements well
  
• Lastly but not the least : Remember ,life is beautiful.

Change Management- Not so easy...

Times have changed...things have changed...new things...new school...new life...yes thats the news...
I am writing after two and a half long years...my life has changed completely in these years.
What Changes?
Last two years have brought following changes in me and my life.

• Lost a dear friend -Aug 2007
• Fought great Depressions
  
• Struggled at job
• Gave GMAT-Sep 2007
• Scored Badly in GMAT-Sep 2007
• Applied in SPJAIN-DEC 2007-March 2007
• Got through SPJAIN-June 2008
• Got Married-Nov 2008
• Went to Munnaar,Allepey and Kovalam Leela-Dec 2008
• Joined SPJAIN-Jan 2009
• Met all old Friends
• Made new friends at SPJIMR
• New life at SPJIMR
• NEw learnings-Finanace Accounting,Marketing,Economics
• NEw learnings-International Business,Business Environment
• Started reading ET with interest
• Joined Shiamak Davar-16th May 2009
• Danced with Stage Performance-1st June 2009

What else...things have been pretty fast and hectic... new changes yet to be realised and recorded...Hope fully some better and more significant changes to come soon....want to be a better human being and a better manager now.

Sunset - Part 3

It was a friday evening.The season was about to splash the very first showers of the entire year.Gyanya had been home early that day.She was getting tired of the long evenings, working late at offices.It had been years..she had seen the sunset from her balcony at sixth floor.She stood there, and absorbed herself completely in the view. The sunset from there was a view anyone would pay for in the city.But this remained a secret with her.Never had anyone this privilege of seeing this sunset and she had always kept it to herself.Afraid that she might lose it sharing it with others.Sometimes beauty unexplored augments it sensuality..and so was this view.The winds were always south eastern in direction and that added to the charm. Gyanya now sat in her living room.Her mom preparing tea for Gyanya. There were times when she had long chats with her mom during her school days. Mom telling the stories from her own child hood and young days.This she enjoyed the most listening from her mom.And like some fairy tail she imagined those.She fantasised sometimes how her mother looked like when she was young.There must be people having their crushes on her mother too.She missed those stories.She felt nostalgic.so went to her mom who was still in the kitchen making tea. In an attempt to avoid nostaligia she hugged her mom from behind.Mom as usual smiled back and touched her face that was lying on her shoulders.Mothers are alwasys so expressive she wondered.Their very touch expresses love.She held the tray from her mom's hands and took it to the living room.

Lying down at the mattress, neatly covered on the floor,she pulled her mom's saree wanting her to sit with her for sometime.They both were drinking tea.Gyanya switched on the television.The news were flashing prediction of cyclone touching southern India.It was usual in Gujarat coastal areas to have strong winds.But today the winds were stronger,confirming the prediction of cyclone.The door bell rang and mom went to open the door.It was the neighbourhood aunt who usually came and sat with her mother during evenings.Gyanya couldnt resist the option of going back to her balcony and standing there,enjoying her own sunset.She stood there sipping her tea and lost in the beautiful crimson again.This is something to remember for the life time she thought.The winds were still blowing,but a bit harder now.Her hair were a total mess.Trying to solve her tangled knots she bent down.After much struggle cleared some and rose her head again.And then saw him..There he was ....standing tall ......She couldnt decide if this was a dejavu or real.It was the longest eye lock she ever had, atleast longest after her first love…..

She went back with time.Time when she was just young and fresh...

School Days are back again....

It was funny when it started. Going to classes seemed like going to school. After almost four years of regular full time job, when I finally decided to pursue M.B.A., the best thing to do was to join some coaching classes for GMAT..

The first thing I did was get myself two notebooks, a pen and a writing board.It was funny when before giving me the board the shopkeeper asked “mam kausa exam hai?” I got annoyed and just said yaar koi exam nahi hai …aap bas koi bada sa writing board de do”. He finally gave me a big writing board with 4 big smileys painted over it. I could nt resist but smile.The very thought of dealing with paper and pen was exciting.It was the day for my first class. I got the notebooks and pen in my bag. Wore thick sweater, socks, shoes and a muffler. It was a chill morning of December. For the first time in Gurgaon I thought of taking an auto rickshaw. It was already loaded with six people at the backside and three hanging in the front area. I got inside the back seats and almost hanging covered this distance till class.

In the class I found my three other classmates. All three were also a working lot. And then there was a Maths Teacher, whose brilliant strategy and love for mathematics overruled mine and contended me. It was a pleasure to discover the other three classmates were equally delighted and had an equal interests in mathematics. It seemed like my school days. All of us striving to get the solution first.Age is no barrier I thought … and at last happy to spend my time in the best possible way.

So this how it started . Maths had always been of my interest and it is what I am busy in right now. So going to classes has become a regular practice now. On my weekends, I don’t waste my time sleeping till late afternoons…. and wake up only to realize that I have nothing to do but sleep more. Instead run for my classes with my backpack behind to just attend those wonderful maths classes. The pleasant morning with sunrise seems so freshening. Though my roommates sometimes tease me saying the kid is going to school yet I am really happy. Touchwood!!

Packing up....

The trip to Romance Capital is about to finish now.So yes I am going back to my India this weekend and truthfully I am more excited about it then coming to Paris.It sounds strange but I hav gud enugh reasons for it!!In the first place I am going to meet my mom and bro after five six months .They are going to b thr at the Airport to rcv me .Wow and dat sounds special!For a week I am going to be wid them.I will hav loads of pani puri and chaat without thinking if thr were traces of beef in it!!I am going to enjoy all the phulkas,achars and sabjis.Going to see many Indian movies wid all hindi filmi gaane at cinema halls and ppl hooting behind the seats and dancing around .I am going to see many interested Indians staring at me ,when I am traveling in local Transports.Their intriguing ears listening to the gossips me and my friends sharing....In france ppl are to obsessed in their own life to bother abt ur where abouts and yes I did miss all the special attention even while walking on the roads!!The shopkeeper pulling up the shutters again after their closing time to entertain me in the shops rather than saying "ITS CLOSED";and yes he will be more than happy to do that!treating you as a special person when you enter in.No more talking in hush hush voices. No more worrying about disturbing others while you and your gang roam in the streets clapping and laughing at top of your voice on some stupid sardar joke(offences unmeant-- but it is the favorite pass time in India).No more converting Euros into Rupees before spending the money.No more calculating the jet lag before calling your home.No more surfing the TV channels to discover only CNN and BBC in English.Will have many options available now;not exaggerating but I think for first few days I will be more than happy to watch even "Saas bhi kabhi Bahu thi.....".And whoa last but not the least speaking hindi and english.No more sign languages required.No more playing Dumb cherads at restaurant explaining the waiter wat you need.Actually theres much more but i am getting too excited listing them down.Guess I shud keep some of the excitement for coming week when I get live in My India!!

Trip to the Romance Capital

Its been quite long since I published a post.I am too lazy a person to take the pains of writing .But today is a very special day,in the sense I have got nothing to do and so here I am sitting posting my blog.!!Please do not expect anyhing much intellectual coming out from this one. Since last two months I am out of India....and if u ask where ,I wud proudly say PARIS.Yes ,The Romance Capital of the world!! Just recollecting my experience in the city which as French call "the Heart of the world".So I landed up in Paris on 26th April 06.After a sleepless flight for 8 hours by Air France I was dying to sleep ASAP.But lol how cud I?I just stepped on the grounds of Paris.It was a shame to even think of sleeping.But yeah as my mom says I am quite shameless when it comes to sleeping for long hrs. I slept soon after we got into the cab. Reached hotel too enthusiastically and waited for my room keys only to discover that It wil take atleast 8 hrs for me to check in.Whoa!!I cudnt think of waking up for even half an hour!Anyways widout much efforts in fighting at reception ,kept the luggage at cloak room and went out to see the city.Weather was cool and so clean!!At two o clock received the keys and entered the room!The room was a nice one ,studio apart sort wid all the facilities available.Thought of taking a nice shower and then sleeping.Went to the bathroom just to discover that I had locked myself inside the bathroom and the lock does nt turn now.It was hopeless.After two hours my other two colleagues knocked at the main door and I shouted for some help.But by the time they could open the door I had already broken the Door and the lock Halfway with atiny screw I got from the Tissue hanger.!!The french Manager was amazed to see a girl who had broken the lock and the more than that a tough Wooden door!!Anyways I thanked god for rescuing me and then cooked and had maggie.Ate and slept.This was the account of my first day in Paris.I guess I need few more posts to detail my Paris Trip.So see the next posts.I hope it should be coming soon....

Delhi…Changing ME??

Delhi…Changing ME??
It was quite confusing 8 months back when I thought of staying in a PG with 12 girls.
I dint know how will it turn out to be?
The first day I entered the PG , I was quite desperate to go back to my life in Mumbai.I had been living in an independent apartment there.This is quite a new experience in comparison.For previous two years and half ,I had lived like a guy. Truly Bachelor’s apartment.No time for proper meals.Randomly placed things in house.Gymming and bike travel being my favourite sports.
Delhi feels a complete change over. I find girls in other rooms shouting at the top of their voices sometimes.Sometimes parading in their new dresses before the mirror.Talking abt skin care. Soaking cereals for breakfast. Salad diets are unimaginably shocking to me as compared to the strict non vegeterian diet I had. “Malling” (going to malls and window shopping, as I call it) seems to be a better sport.Though I dint approve of the Typical Delhiite attitude. I am amazed by their life style. The girls seemed to be preoccupied with their dressing, grooming and other things. I couldn’t resist imagining - Poor husbands/boyfriends slogging in offices, day and night to earn!!… But alas I amn’t immune to it.It seems real fun to me as well.It is said “Jaisa Des waisa bhesh”.I think I am adapting quite well to this place. Now a days I can be seen more often in boutiques and parlors. Discussing whats in and wats out for hours with my roomys. Watching Romantic soaps in tv,eating Chocolate chip muffins .Though my expenditures have gone pretty high but it seems worth trying.After all you got to prove the girl spirit in you. Atleast I wont hear the guys as usual telling me “..Yaar aaj koi ladki nahi dikh rahi hai….” So cheers, the Womanhood!!

Signing off,

Justorchids.