A few people have the ability to change / influence your decisions, without the intention or the knowledge of it….
Every time I make up my mind on this one particular thing, this man comes in, throws a few words around and changes everything for me – and he doesn’t even know that I am listening to him. And whatever he says has nothing to do with what I have in my mind. He doesn’t know and couldn’t care less about what I think, and I am not even sure he knows that I exist.
The charisma around him and the way he talks makes me begin to wonder if I should not trust my gut feel at all, and just believe every word he utters. Its like… when he is talking, everyone around him is non-existent, he believes in every word he says and lives every moment, he is so passionate about his work and ideas that you start believing in him from the moment his words fall on your (deaf) ears. When he says he will change things, you buy it almost before he completes his sentence, and then wait patiently as if he could change the world at the snap of his fingers. He can weave visions and goals out of nothing at all; and has the amazing ability to make you visualize those dreams almost as passionately as him.
I put him under (1) (expect that I will never let him know) and almost nothing will ever change my respect for him, in spite of all the stuff that he did or did not do.
And then he is gone, just as abruptly as he came. And leaves you as confused as ever.
I have done this before, but not again. This time I will trust my gut feel.
……….. I will leave a few dots here, and leave it to people to ‘connect the dots’.
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Food for thought!!
I receive a lot of those viral forwards that can irritate you to death, but this one just caught my eye, and I couldn't help posting it here.
Ability can take you to the top, but it takes character to keep you there
Ability can take you to the top, but it takes character to keep you there
Monday, August 20, 2007
What am I?
Someone once said to me:
"The principled are easy to break; it's the unscrupulous you need to worry about"
Honestly, I haven't gotten over it till date.
Either I will break down soon, or I am someone I hate to be.
"The principled are easy to break; it's the unscrupulous you need to worry about"
Honestly, I haven't gotten over it till date.
Either I will break down soon, or I am someone I hate to be.
Friday, August 17, 2007
Frogs
I am a complete nature lover, would love to be left alone in a jungle… well… OK, maybe not alone!
I love animals, all of them; and I hate reptiles, all of them.
And I hate frogs.
But this post is not about animals or frogs… it’s about people.
I meet many people. And I remember each one of them, even the bartender who served me that extra Tequila shot (on the house) in a particular pub, when I was already 7 down. And the scary part is – he remembers me too. I smiled at him when I visited the same night club the following week, and he smiled back and said, “how you doing, Mridula?” I never went back again.
Back to the original plot – I remember each one of those I meet or see. And I love to observe them. I can broadly classify people into 4 categories:
1. Those I love / admire / respect (and I let them know)
2. Those I hate (and I let them know too)
3. Those who are too insignificant for me to make a mental note
4. Those whom I write off completely from my life (while still making a mental note to pretend that they fall under 3)
Now various people will fall under various categories and I do not claim to be the best judge of people; but my observations have seldom proven me wrong. And I cautiously choose the word ‘seldom’. There have been times, when I have made mistakes and learnt the bitter way, and then shifted someone from 1 to 2 to 4. We all make mistakes and grow wiser.
This post is about this “someone” that I have known for quite sometime now, but still haven’t managed to decide whether to put him under 1 or 2 or 4. The fact that I am thinking about where to place him, automatically rules out 3.
So this someone - lets call him Mr. X for now (he is THAT mysterious!!)
After knowing him for more than 6 months, I still can’t claim to know him. And whatever I know of him scares me!
Mr. X reminds me of a ‘frog’. No, he is not ugly looking. He doesn’t LOOK like a frog, but he still reminds me of one.
- I am told that frogs were hopping around, even when the planet was ruled by dinosaurs. They have survived millions of years. Mr. X seems to be around for ages.
- Frogs can adapt themselves to any environment. Mr. X can, to ANY environment.
- Frogs use camouflage as a defence mechanism. Mr. X sure changes colours before you know it.
- Frogs pop up from anywhere and everywhere, when it’s their season. Mr. X pops up out of nowhere, and when he is around, you know it’s for a reason.
- Frogs have a skeleton, but still appear spineless. Mr. X IS spineless.
- Frogs are slimy. Mr X is, too.
- Frogs croak louder than their sizes. Mr. X talks bigger than he can do.
- Frogs scare the shit of me. Knowing Mr. X scares me equally.
I try to ensure that my interaction with Mr. X is only limited to absolute necessity, but it’s not the case always. And as long as he is talking, he seems to be making sense, ONLY if you don’t read between the lines.
I don’t know whether I like Mr. X or I hate him. But the fact remains that he drove me to dedicate a post to him – an honour limited to a few men!!!
I think the bitchy ‘myself’ is slowly and steadily taking over the good ‘me’ (ref: me, myself and MJS). And I am not imagining things. Lately I have been feeling very strongly about this. Not that I was the “nice” nice ever (I was born the mean bitch); but I always felt that there was something in me that wasn’t so hopeless after all (whatever little goodness I could manage to pretend all this while).
I still can’t decide where Mr. X belongs – 1, 2 or 4. Any suggestions???
I love animals, all of them; and I hate reptiles, all of them.
And I hate frogs.
But this post is not about animals or frogs… it’s about people.
I meet many people. And I remember each one of them, even the bartender who served me that extra Tequila shot (on the house) in a particular pub, when I was already 7 down. And the scary part is – he remembers me too. I smiled at him when I visited the same night club the following week, and he smiled back and said, “how you doing, Mridula?” I never went back again.
Back to the original plot – I remember each one of those I meet or see. And I love to observe them. I can broadly classify people into 4 categories:
1. Those I love / admire / respect (and I let them know)
2. Those I hate (and I let them know too)
3. Those who are too insignificant for me to make a mental note
4. Those whom I write off completely from my life (while still making a mental note to pretend that they fall under 3)
Now various people will fall under various categories and I do not claim to be the best judge of people; but my observations have seldom proven me wrong. And I cautiously choose the word ‘seldom’. There have been times, when I have made mistakes and learnt the bitter way, and then shifted someone from 1 to 2 to 4. We all make mistakes and grow wiser.
This post is about this “someone” that I have known for quite sometime now, but still haven’t managed to decide whether to put him under 1 or 2 or 4. The fact that I am thinking about where to place him, automatically rules out 3.
So this someone - lets call him Mr. X for now (he is THAT mysterious!!)
After knowing him for more than 6 months, I still can’t claim to know him. And whatever I know of him scares me!
Mr. X reminds me of a ‘frog’. No, he is not ugly looking. He doesn’t LOOK like a frog, but he still reminds me of one.
- I am told that frogs were hopping around, even when the planet was ruled by dinosaurs. They have survived millions of years. Mr. X seems to be around for ages.
- Frogs can adapt themselves to any environment. Mr. X can, to ANY environment.
- Frogs use camouflage as a defence mechanism. Mr. X sure changes colours before you know it.
- Frogs pop up from anywhere and everywhere, when it’s their season. Mr. X pops up out of nowhere, and when he is around, you know it’s for a reason.
- Frogs have a skeleton, but still appear spineless. Mr. X IS spineless.
- Frogs are slimy. Mr X is, too.
- Frogs croak louder than their sizes. Mr. X talks bigger than he can do.
- Frogs scare the shit of me. Knowing Mr. X scares me equally.
I try to ensure that my interaction with Mr. X is only limited to absolute necessity, but it’s not the case always. And as long as he is talking, he seems to be making sense, ONLY if you don’t read between the lines.
I don’t know whether I like Mr. X or I hate him. But the fact remains that he drove me to dedicate a post to him – an honour limited to a few men!!!
I think the bitchy ‘myself’ is slowly and steadily taking over the good ‘me’ (ref: me, myself and MJS). And I am not imagining things. Lately I have been feeling very strongly about this. Not that I was the “nice” nice ever (I was born the mean bitch); but I always felt that there was something in me that wasn’t so hopeless after all (whatever little goodness I could manage to pretend all this while).
I still can’t decide where Mr. X belongs – 1, 2 or 4. Any suggestions???
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Happy Independence Day
Desh ke liye marna zaroori nahi hai, desh ke liye jeena zaroori hai.
You don't have to die for your country, you have to live for her.
You don't have to die for your country, you have to live for her.
Friday, August 10, 2007
Thot of the day!
95% of the people don't quit their jobs, they quit their bosses!!!!!
So in the light of the above, you should do a little retrospective exercise, specially when your employees start leaving before you realize that they had joined!
So in the light of the above, you should do a little retrospective exercise, specially when your employees start leaving before you realize that they had joined!
Saturday, August 04, 2007
Dumb and dumber
Below is the result for an IQ test that I took at Tickle.com
You're a Visual Mathematician!
Congratulations!
Your IQ score is 136
This number is based on a scientific formula that compares how many questions you answered correctly on the Classic IQ Test relative to others.
Your Intellectual Type is Visual Mathematician. This means you are gifted at spotting patterns — both in pictures and in numbers. These talents combined with your overall high intelligence make you good at understanding the big picture, which is why people trust your instincts and turn to you for direction — especially in the workplace. And that's just some of what we know about you from your test results.
The Classic IQ Test
Well, i remember the last time took an IQ test (some other test, not tickle), the score was 145...Now it's down to 136...
Am wondering if it's coz the tests are different, or am I genuinely become dumber!!!!
Does it have anything to do with the company I keep?????
You're a Visual Mathematician!
Congratulations!
Your IQ score is 136
This number is based on a scientific formula that compares how many questions you answered correctly on the Classic IQ Test relative to others.
Your Intellectual Type is Visual Mathematician. This means you are gifted at spotting patterns — both in pictures and in numbers. These talents combined with your overall high intelligence make you good at understanding the big picture, which is why people trust your instincts and turn to you for direction — especially in the workplace. And that's just some of what we know about you from your test results.
The Classic IQ Test
Well, i remember the last time took an IQ test (some other test, not tickle), the score was 145...Now it's down to 136...
Am wondering if it's coz the tests are different, or am I genuinely become dumber!!!!
Does it have anything to do with the company I keep?????
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