Silence
Who says silence does not speak
So much get said without having to say it
One can hear if the ears of heart are open
Sometimes lot is said, but still it does not get conveyed
The cluttered thoughts in our minds block us from really hearing it
And sometimes we do listen but filter what we listen
Based on the moods of our mind
I guess, we do not know what it means to listen
listening to what is not said and saying without having to really tell
Read this quote sometime back by Aldous Huxley:
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
Friday, August 17, 2007
Thursday, August 16, 2007
First Company-First Love
Last weekend met a friend, who worked with me in my first company.
We spoke about how we all were at that time, for us friendship mattered more than anything else...the reason we wanted to stick around though there was no work was because we had amazing people.
I remember, one friend of mine there, really hoped that a particular project came through, else he knew one of his close friend will think of leaving. He was willing to give his project to his friend so that he does not leave.
I guess, with time...we have matured and got rid of such sentimental attachment. Those sure were memorable days. I do not think i can ever feel the same way i felt working there, i guess it has to do more with it being the first company.
And i guess, i was really lucky to meet so many like-minded people at one place.
I remember that, when i joined there...i decided i will never leave this company until they fire me :D. Now, i will never say something like that for any company :)
Last weekend met a friend, who worked with me in my first company.
We spoke about how we all were at that time, for us friendship mattered more than anything else...the reason we wanted to stick around though there was no work was because we had amazing people.
I remember, one friend of mine there, really hoped that a particular project came through, else he knew one of his close friend will think of leaving. He was willing to give his project to his friend so that he does not leave.
I guess, with time...we have matured and got rid of such sentimental attachment. Those sure were memorable days. I do not think i can ever feel the same way i felt working there, i guess it has to do more with it being the first company.
And i guess, i was really lucky to meet so many like-minded people at one place.
I remember that, when i joined there...i decided i will never leave this company until they fire me :D. Now, i will never say something like that for any company :)
Sunday, August 05, 2007
Being Stranded Experience
Last time i came to US, on my return...i got stranded in Amsterdam for couple of hours. Our connecting flight got cancelled thrice and finally they said, u guys have to stay for the night and take the flight in the morning. The airlines said, they will provide us accommodation and also take care of the food expenses etc...
It was amazing to see how people bonded, i had a middle seat in the plane(did i not tell u, my luck is running out these days), next to me on left was a school teacher, who taught in Nicobar and had gone to see her two sons settled in US, another person who sat on my right was a guy in his forties, who had settled in US, going to India on vacation.
The lady asked me to share the hotel room with her.
There was one more female, whom i got to meet, she was travelling to India along with her aunt first time after marriage, it seems she came to Sweden to meet her cousin, she fell in love with some Swedish guy, got married and now she is going for the first time to meet her family.
I was bit surprised to hear her story, as she came from a very orthodox background, and it seems her parents were all fine with it.
Also met a old couple, who were coming back after meeting there daughter, it was nice to hear about some of there views.
Before i left US, had very recently seen Before Sunrise/Afer Sunset movies, and i was in my dream world of meeting my Mr Right and i thought, what if i meet someone here, who is also stranded like me(ya, i am crazy :).
During the duration we were together, the two co passengers knew everything about me, and i also got to know so much...so at the near end of our journey, in the flight we were helping each other pick gifts based on the coupons the airlines gave us.
We Indians, have so much tendency to inquire...i remember we reached a time, when i felt these two people were asking me too much personal questions, i better wear my headphones.
Its also amazing to feel the concern, while at the hotel, i wanted to send mail, and as i was going down in search for a cafe in hotel, another couple asked me if everything was fine at my end, as they made out i was alone.
Nice Experience!
Last time i came to US, on my return...i got stranded in Amsterdam for couple of hours. Our connecting flight got cancelled thrice and finally they said, u guys have to stay for the night and take the flight in the morning. The airlines said, they will provide us accommodation and also take care of the food expenses etc...
It was amazing to see how people bonded, i had a middle seat in the plane(did i not tell u, my luck is running out these days), next to me on left was a school teacher, who taught in Nicobar and had gone to see her two sons settled in US, another person who sat on my right was a guy in his forties, who had settled in US, going to India on vacation.
The lady asked me to share the hotel room with her.
There was one more female, whom i got to meet, she was travelling to India along with her aunt first time after marriage, it seems she came to Sweden to meet her cousin, she fell in love with some Swedish guy, got married and now she is going for the first time to meet her family.
I was bit surprised to hear her story, as she came from a very orthodox background, and it seems her parents were all fine with it.
Also met a old couple, who were coming back after meeting there daughter, it was nice to hear about some of there views.
Before i left US, had very recently seen Before Sunrise/Afer Sunset movies, and i was in my dream world of meeting my Mr Right and i thought, what if i meet someone here, who is also stranded like me(ya, i am crazy :).
During the duration we were together, the two co passengers knew everything about me, and i also got to know so much...so at the near end of our journey, in the flight we were helping each other pick gifts based on the coupons the airlines gave us.
We Indians, have so much tendency to inquire...i remember we reached a time, when i felt these two people were asking me too much personal questions, i better wear my headphones.
Its also amazing to feel the concern, while at the hotel, i wanted to send mail, and as i was going down in search for a cafe in hotel, another couple asked me if everything was fine at my end, as they made out i was alone.
Nice Experience!
Saturday, August 04, 2007
Friday, August 03, 2007
Formalities
I hate it when i end up doing something which i do not like doing but do not want to be rude.
Take this simple case, you are out of at a client location, and u r the only girl...there is a guy with you who does not know how to cook...u have nothing in common to talk about..u r forced to think, should i make food for him too.
One way when u think about it, whats the big deal...on one side i read books on buddha who is full of compassion and you really want to follow him, when it comes real life...u r contemplating what your right act should be for such petty matters.
So i face this conflict between the spiritual me and the feminist me.The feminist in me, never lets me do anything which she thinks people want me to do as its a girl thing...:), do it if u feel for it, that's it.
If i look back and think about how i was when in college, if my mother ever wanted me to dress up nicely...when we went to some relatives place...i will never do that..she had to really persuade me and then she will just give up on me.
another instance of the feminist ruling the way..if someone came to our house to stay and the luggage had to be brought up...i will pick it up and bring it on..just to prove a point that...don't think women are weak..and at night will ask my mom to put Moov, as i can feel the strain.
I guess, with age, the feminist and the spiritual me will become friends and come to a conclusion and i will just follow :)
I hate it when i end up doing something which i do not like doing but do not want to be rude.
Take this simple case, you are out of at a client location, and u r the only girl...there is a guy with you who does not know how to cook...u have nothing in common to talk about..u r forced to think, should i make food for him too.
One way when u think about it, whats the big deal...on one side i read books on buddha who is full of compassion and you really want to follow him, when it comes real life...u r contemplating what your right act should be for such petty matters.
So i face this conflict between the spiritual me and the feminist me.The feminist in me, never lets me do anything which she thinks people want me to do as its a girl thing...:), do it if u feel for it, that's it.
If i look back and think about how i was when in college, if my mother ever wanted me to dress up nicely...when we went to some relatives place...i will never do that..she had to really persuade me and then she will just give up on me.
another instance of the feminist ruling the way..if someone came to our house to stay and the luggage had to be brought up...i will pick it up and bring it on..just to prove a point that...don't think women are weak..and at night will ask my mom to put Moov, as i can feel the strain.
I guess, with age, the feminist and the spiritual me will become friends and come to a conclusion and i will just follow :)
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