Monthly Archives: March 2015

Together, Forever and ever!

So, up came this very interesting concept that I needed to Blog about. About togetherness, about memorable times spent with your family, buddies etc, and as I sat down to pen a few words, I realized that all I needed to convey in terms of what my friends and family means to me has already been conveyed.

I have written about my family , as my biggest asset, how they have always stood by me ( not a small task, with the kind of crazy stuff that I am prone to do). I have written about my friends, my fellow bikers, with whom I have spent many a day travelling and trusting each other’s instincts. I have written about my Bikes and cars, with whom I apparently have more conversations than with my family! What else is there to write about?

I was on the road travelling to work when it suddenly struck me. Literally. My car thumped into a pothole and I cursed the state of the roads, as is my wont, before pursuing my thoughts. I realised , that the one constant in all my travels, be it on my bikes or my cars, have been roads.

We have always been together. My moments on the road, have been the most memorable to me. I have felt happy at the start of the journey, saddened at the end of the trip, exhilarated when zooming on the open highways, frustrated when I have been stuck in traffic jams , a plethora of emotions targeted to an obviously inane object , which most of us take for granted.

Each road has its own charm and attributes, be it the curves of a Ghat road, the openness of a national highway, the beauty of a state highway or the danger and adrenaline rush that an unpaved road provides. I promise myself this, the next time I get on the highway, and the road and me travel together, I will pay attention to its unique characteristics a little bit more than I have been doing so far.

On the NH17, we need to be just a little more careful because of danger lurking around each curve. Its rightly called the bikers nightmare!

Similarly, the NH4 is one straight stretch of road that seemingly never ends and is a speed demon’s paradise.

Personally, one of the best roads according to me is the coastal road all the way from mangalore, right upto goa. The beach on one side and the swaying coconut palms on the other side. This road will weave you  into a trance that makes you want to come back again and again.

Recently, on our trip to the Rann of Kutch, we found the roads in gujarat , mainly state highways , incredible! we were able to make double the time we normally make on other roads because of the quality of the roads and the fact that there was hardly any traffic.

So what I am trying to get at, is that no matter where you, go, your one constant companion is the road. Be it the asphalt that you refer to or the path that you take towards the goals that you set , embrace the road and maybe appreciate it a little bit more!!

Which is your favourite road?

 

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Optimism – A gift for our future..

Optimism – A small word that encompasses a whole world. As Leibniz puts it, the feeling that this world is the best of all possible worlds.

Without Optimism there is no doubt in my mind that we would be living our lives in despair. Optimism manifests in many ways, optimism that India will lift the world cup once again, Optimism that even in the darkest of times, a ray of light will appear leading to better things, optimism that however badly you have done in your exams, you will get good marks due to a benevolent teacher.  To me optimism is an excuse that we constantly give our-self that life it is worth the hardships we endure daily.

When I look into my life, and try to find a single moment that embodies the optimism that I try to show , I fail. There isn’t just that one moment. Our lives are full of such moments. Life itself would be dreary if this was not so.

What I would like to , however, write about is the catalyst for this Optimism. In my life, I believe there is no larger catalyst than my family and close friends. A friend , a true friend is always there to give you a gee-up when you are down. He infuses a dose of optimism in your life so that you have things to look forward to. But the greatest dose of Optimism , at least in my case , is my family.

I am lucky to be born into a family that is very close. All my life, I have seen the family stick together through thick and thin, through good times and bad. Thankfully , the good times far out number the bad ones.

But let’s think about this. Is this a co-incidence? or is it a function of the attitude showcased by the family. Let me clarify, my family is full of worry warts. My grandfather was well-known in his circle as a tension master, even though he was super cool under pressure. My dad , even though exudes confidence and coolness , tends to worry his head off about small things. My mother is well-known as a cool cat, but when tense, she takes the role of the cat’s cousin – the tiger. But beneath all this, they are able to move along because they believe that even the worst of times will end and the good times will come back. That is Optimism for me.

So in summary, let me go back to the beginning. What is optimism?

As I muse and end this essay, I believe, Optimism shouldn’t just be just about the glass being half full or half empty, it should be just about the glass being there, fill it with the optimism that you exude and live life looking forward to the next day.

As Winston Churchill puts it “A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty”

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Dare to do! Start afresh.

India has changed. when we were growing up in the 80’s and the 90’s Engineering and Science ruled the roost. All other streams were for the people who could not qualify for the 2 streams or could not afford it.

Then the Dot Com phase of India boomed, software services came into play. Careers like BPO’s , Off shore projects started gaining credence and started putting money into the hands of the Young Indian. Luxuries became more accessible to common man/woman.

The other side of the coin is also that since there were so many options available in the market, the propensity to stick to a role or a job started waning. Fathers who had spent 30-35 years in a single Govt. job, had to grapple with sons and daughters changing their jobs every year, for salaries that were unheard of during their time.

This also meant that the rate of burning out increased exponentially. Illnesses that were once the bastion of the old people now reared its head in the lives of youngsters. Mid life crisis was not when one turned 45, but when one turned 30. Its one such Mid life crisis that brought a new meaning to my life.

I had already completed 12 years in a payment industry that was only 15 years old. As a “Veteran” aged 30, I believed that I needed a change in my life. Just married and entering the phase of life, where most would be happy to settle down and live a sedate life, I decided I need another member in my small family.

In came my Royal Enfield standard 500 Cc motorcycle.

This was the perfect way to #StartANewLife and boy did it Jump start a new life. On the bike, on the highway, with friends, I was able to see parts of the country I had only heard of. The adrenaline rush that a motorcycle gives you , the closeness that it brings you to the elements cannot be captured in words.  Not only a hobby , Biking started becoming a way of life for me. This started positively affecting my professional career also! I was fresh , full of life and looking forward to tackling the next day and getting through the day so that I could hit the Highways on the weekend.

I have heard numerous times that each person has a calling that he needs to answer to. If they are able to identify that calling, the word work takes a new meaning itself. Some of the lucky people are able to seamlessly merge their profession and hobbies and lead a very fulfilled life. Some of us may not be so well integrated, but we are getting there. In our networked cities, where everything is currently available online, with books , mobiles, clothes and what not available at the click of a mouse, we now have more time to spend doing what we love. Take for example a chore that each one of us is often burdened with – House hunting. Sites are now available , which are so evolved that house hunting becomes a pleasure and is no longer a dreaded task. A case in point is the New housing.com site. Literally something that we can look up to! Find out more about them in the video given below

I have managed to find my lookup moment in life, here’s hoping you do too!!!

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