Rain rain go away

7.35 a.m. – It was raining heavily. It rained the whole night. Shree, a 20 year old girl, loved rains, but not today. She was already late for leaving for her classes. Being late was not her. She hated to miss the time and especially when she was to attend a lecture. People as students take care of their image when it comes to teachers and being punctual was one of them. It was not completely her fault to be late though. Last night movie and late night gossips with her mom and sister made her sleep long.

8.05 a.m. – While combing and gulping down milk, her mother packed her tiffin and kept in her bag and while she was cursing about getting late as now she will have to ask a rikshaw to drop by her class, she checked her purse for enough money and left her house. She ran down the stairs, impatient to wait for the lift, opened her umbrella and started walking towards rikshaw stand, big steps and saving herself from puddles and water splashes of other vehicles.

8.15 a.m. – She could notice from a distance that the rikshaw stand was deserted. She waited for any other rikshaw to pass by. Rikshaw passed but were carrying passengers and did not stop in rain. She fidgeted. She asked God for help. She thought of God who was her companion and would always listen, at least someone to talk to when no one’s around! She started getting wet as it rained heavily and her umbrella was only good enough to save her hair from getting wet. The cars and bikes passed and she realised there is no way of help, when suddenly it striked her to ask for a lift.

8.27 a.m – She shyly stretched her hand out to ask for lift and was unsuccessful for the first two attempts. But on the third time, which she had decided would be her last if no one stops, a lady passed by her and she felt her heart sink as all hopes of reaching the class on time despite the rain swept away with rain. But then she heard a horn.. Two beeps.. She looked in the direction of sound.. And it was that lady who just passed, paused after crossing her and wanted to help her, by offering a lift. Shree was delighted to see that someone wanted to help her. She was no less than God to her, who not only stopped and offered for help, but divine coincidence was that the lady’s office was near her class, and that lady dropped her to her class. Shree reached the class very well in time.

No words or expression were enough that day to express her gratitude for that lady. Shree is grateful to God to have helped her in the rain.

We are sometimes caught up in a situation, from where we find ourselves difficult to move forward, we are stuck, unable to draw conclusions, unable to find reasons. However trust God, he has made plans for us. He knows when not to stop a rikshaw as he has arranged a better lift for you..

Trust and be grateful!

Expression of love

Most of the romantic movies end at ” They lived happily ever after”, but the same is a fake idea unless they know happiness is not easily available, they have┬áto make efforts to achieve it.Love is blind, I agree, to an extent though. But, hello…Love is not dumb, and so yes it asks for patience, determination, trials, and trust.

This reminds me of a story I read somewhere, and I would like to present the story here.

The husband had a big day in the office as he will be knowing about his performance and promotion. He was nervous and his wife prepared a good breakfast for him to lighten his mood and reduce his nervousness, as much as she could. He reached office and by afternoon he got the news of his promotion. He was overwhelmed and wanted to inform his loving wife when he refrained himself to do so and planned to tell her when he reaches home in the evening and then would take her for dinner outside at her favorite restaurant which served delicious Chinese food.

He reached home at his usual time in the evening and was prepared to break the news to his wife when he noticed the dining table was filled with his favorite Mexican food dishes and chocolate pudding dessert. He perceived that his wife already knew about his promotion, but how!? Who must have told her?!She emerged from her room and on finding his husband home, she said, ” Hi, how was your day? What happened? Promotion?”He was puzzled and asked, ” Didn’t you knew about it? Or else why would you have prepared all this for dinner?”She replied, with a smile, ” Dear, I prepared the dinner for you, unknowingly whether you got promoted or not. If it was a promotion then we would have considered it a promotion celebration, and if not, then we would have celebrated our love, irrespective of life offerings!”

He was amused by the love of his wife for him and shared his news of promotion with her. He realized the depth of her love and… ” they lived happily ever after”.

(Don’t) Cry and Cry Until you Succeed

It’s April end time, today deserving ones received promotion letters and ratings, and sadly I don’t have a promotion letter yet after 4.5 years of almost selfless service! Almost selfless because my organization has not been considering me deserving for a promotion till date and every year I have been contributing a little more of me towards its growth and mine too… But i have been receiving nothing and the organization is growing. Thus selfless.! So is that that I don’t deserve!?

Alas, the point is that I have disappointments to face. Disappointed by myself that inspite of 4.5 years of service, i am still unable to predict or understand the ongoing political drama at the workplace. Gujarati idiom says – bole ena bor vechaye (the one who can speak can sell his/her fruits) – which i didn’t took seriously. However people who take seriously seemed to me as naggers, who keep nagging and creating fuss about petty things. However these are those who “achieve”. Achievers aren’t the ones who go in detailing, precision or hard work, as you think you do! They are those who nag, speak (in a way that people “listen”, even if it includes shouting or it includes whispering in boss’s ears) and “show” more than their service. It’s an art and everyone shall learn this along with the 7 secrets of success or the 5AM club or blah blah like books which though inspire a lot but don’t work in practical life where you have to work with people like these and face politics like this..

I cried on my result, a lot. My husband is calming me down and inspiring me to fight (we are talking over phone as I have to still sit in the office /organization which is not even considering me an eligible candidate for the position I deserve). He has been supportive throughout but what I end up thinking about is – Log kya kahenge.!

People may think – itna kaam kaam krti hai.. Dikhati hai… Par office se milta to nhn kuch.. Problem is ki yaha logo ne to dekha mera kaam aur dedication but organisation ne sideline kar diya. Sorry to divert in Hindi. But a sad person expresses better in his/her mother tongue.

Well i realised that the reason I am still hurt is that I have not heard the early warning signs from my organization that if in a year it is not supporting you (my initial years), it won’t be supporting further for a person like me who is zero in politics, tactics of pleasing a boss, show more than service. I should have taken a step earlier which I am planning now. So, i am here to warn everyone, (don’t) cry and cry until you succeed. Take a step forward in the name of you. Don’t wait. Empower yourself. It’s hard in the start, messy in the middle but gorgeous at the end. Take responsibility for the future and make sure you don’t cry again. I will make sure I don’t cry again! Just because people can’t see what you/I possess.

They will suffer. You/I may prosper.

Tamed Elephants

In last few days, I was on a trip to Bangalore-Ooty-Conoor-Bandipur National Park. Had a great time and we, Me and my husband, were in a dire need of a break from our daily routine of a job in a bank, it’s stress of March end and monotonous life as a result of it. We love each other and wanted to be with each other for a while.. Just us. . Away from the hustle bustle of office, the politics (in office as well as in general.. We have elections going on PAN India).. .The trip was successful .. We had hired a car and travelled through roads.. It was fun indeed.. The last day we were at Madumalai National Park (Tiger reserve) near to Bandipur National Park.. We missed a chance of elephant safari but Got a chance to visit elephant camp. The camp visit was for 30 minutes only and I was imagining of how it would turn out.. Especially after a tiresome tiger safari in the morning at Bandipur National Park where we ended up watching deers, peacocks, mangoose, and wild pigs.

Well, we went to see the elephants and what i saw just surprised me of similarities of a tamed elephant with us (the people in job). There were 15 elephants. The elephants were lined up for display.. Mobile phones of all visitors were up in the air to capture a closeup pic with the giant animal.. Who stands tamed, chained, sad. It was its job.. To stand and entertain the visitors. The elephant were supposed to do their “job” quietly as we are expected… No demands. The mahavat – the person who trains elephants and can ride on them-beats the elephants on their forehead in order to train them, or punish them if they disobey. We people on the jobs face the same issue, we are supposed to quietly obey the instructions or else suffer the manager’s reactions (emotional or professional). One of the 15 elephants was a young lady elephant which seemed to be enjoying her own company .. She kept on waving her head throughout the 30 minutes that I watched her. She was the one of many people at our workplace who are in their character everytime.. Irrespective of the company rules (the deemed company rules).. So yaa I realised that it was an office place of those tamed elephants who spend each day the way we spend.. Boring, eager to get off, bound by the chains (chains of money, ambitions, status, EMIs, career struggle etc etc).

The fact which keeps me happy is that atleast we are given opportunity and time to choose a better lifestyle, better job, a choice to follow our dream even if it costs a lot but we have a choice and we should admit that it is our fear of losing present comfort that we don’t choose to deviate from our routine…

As my blog heading reads, lazy but inspired / inspired but lazy!!