Quarter Life Crises!

Well, it has been quite a crazy fortnight. I have been travelling, counselling, consulting and giving some random presentations. Basically I was busy. In this time, I almost got in touch with some very cool people, some long lost friends jus appeared from nowhere and few surprising characters. All in common is the fad of mushing life.

Now it seems that we have got the maturity. IDK what that means but I am sure the ass under got a year older and heart somewhere got little brain or the life got a poetic touch.

Life is good. Life is great. Life is unbelievable.  Life is hard. Life is cruel. Life is so beautiful. Oh yeah! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!

At once I felt it is like the sunny sides up for a few days that mysteriously turn into those dark gloomy clouds that none wants to go under. Those ranting earthlings! They and their flawed decisions. They and their blunders. They and their silly decisions. The more I seem to talk to people, interact with them and be a part of their lives, the more I seem to make observations, the more I seem to take random calls on their decisions, the more I come to a concrete truth.

There is no absolute truth. Today you do something with uncontrolled optimism for silly fun; tomorrow it would be the greatest flaw of life. Well, no regrets though.

I just understood that there is no friend who stays for long or has a person who understands you completely. This little misjudgements lead to breaking off friendships or betrayal. Both as a combo is even more painful.

Well, late 2012 and early 2013 has been a year of marriages for all my friends of 23-28 age groups. A conflict of thoughts for love or arranged love marriages. Few marrying their bfs and few struggling to get their families convinced on their bf and few compromising to get something else. On the other hand is this thrashing ambition. A decent job holder wants a better job; the better one wants a best one. And this is the blockage for settlement. Well, in other terms getting married. Now the definition of family also seems to be redefined.

You feel obsolete for the absolute fun. Fear of calories, fear of hair fall or the fear of looking aged. Fear of having a class and fear of your reputation. Fear of world and then comes the hypocrisy.

Seems like the world is pouring out wisdom but also the fear for responsibilities. No trust and full insecurity.

I really don’t know where is the satisfaction? It’s not the friends as it is known that you wouldn’t have the same person for everything at any demanding point of time. Love life is quite a dicey chapter and then comes the demands over the finances.

All these adventures and feeling of fire in heart- my friend, you are having your share of quarter life crises!

I rest my case here!

Perfect Male!

A good man doesn't just happen.

They have to be created by us women.

A guy is a lump, like a doughnut.

So first you gotta get rid of all the stuff his mom did to him.

And then you gotta get rid of all that macho crap they pick up from from friends.

And then there's my personal favorite...the male ego.

Crush it down to pieces.

Left out stuff is called Perfect Male :P

Picking up the threads!

It is a miracle that finally the day has come for me as well; the making of the dream life.

Just can believe it all happened in February. Although it was quite hectic, the most memorable events were just blessed.  A very personal and memorable trip to the pole and one extremely fantastic trip to Austria. Knowing my flair for travelling, I never expected this would be the start.

For all the wonderful changes taking place in my dreams, I felt I need to give credit to those people who prepared me to those titles.

First day in Germany gave me the vibe that I am here running away from something precious but I am sure I am here to explore the best side of me. I may not be perfect, excellent and gallant but I am what I am and I am continuously evolving.

I still can’t believe the tap on my shoulder from that great man (Narayana Murty) who looked at me and said “Steve jobs in making”.

I had a personal coaching session with one of the great personalities from Harvard. He couldn’t resist telling me “You are a phoenix”.

Today I proudly hold a Research Assistant role with ISB and a  Summer Research Scholar admit at HARVARD.

Do I have anyone to whom I really want to brag it? Sometimes I wonder if it is me whom they are talking about, sometimes I feel, hell ya! Of course I am worth it for the effort. As a great man told fame comes with friends and pride comes before fall.

When I look back Couple of years and see I took the pride of my great body, handsome salary and lots of craze. Well, I misunderstood that to be fame. Today, I really know the value of the fame yet I am still not able to believe it. May be getting tougher on you sometimes help!

Yesterday who called me emotionless are now back to me saying most sensible and practical gal. In business terms, no work force lost but I lost my true friend.( I hope you are seeing this fatso!)

Well, await my phase of entrepreneurship sooner!

For now, this is one in my mind for now