AFTER WE MET!!

Its part of the business and part of life,rather a major part of life ,Meeting new people.

Categorizing it into three categories:

The First Category of meetings go totally insignificant , may be so unnoticed that we even forget the person’s name whom we met in the due course of time.

The Second category is a set of people who are so deep routed in our lives like parents , family , best friends that we cant call them “PEOPLE WE MET”. They are part of life. They ought to influence our lives and thus they do.

The Third Category is those amazing people whom, maybe we meet for a very short time , But the impact they make on our lives is magical.

What I am today is by the influence of atleast a dozen of such fantastic people. My life AFTER WE MET has changed. I like to call these people Charmers. They have hypnotized me for a life time may be influencing just one change , strong enough to make me look like a different person.

It was just One person who was initially responsible for filling the fever of MUSIC in my life which is fortunately still running.

One girl whom I met in my tutions unknowingly taught me how easy it is not to INTERFERE in others life and not to bitch about others.(I wish I could convey her as to how difficult it can be to resist gossiping ;) . Sorry to say I am yet to adapt this quality completely J )

Once when cribbing about everything was my favourite hobby, came in a person who successfully taught that there is something called ENJOYING THE PRESENT. (While I am writing this I realize I haven’t completely stopped cribbing although ;) . The percentage has reduced J ) .

When I was scared of learning something totally new with the fear of being “Jack of all and Master of none” ,I found this person who conveyed as to how EXCITING and thrilling it would get while you learn something new. It could be a new musical instrument ,a new language even a new abuse word ;)  (To use in inevitable situations)

I am sure everyone of us will have encountered such charmers at one or the other stage of life. I forgot to mention an important fact (May be I was too absorbed in the rewinds of my life.) . Most of these beautiful people who have inspired me are unaware that they have played such a key role in my life. Even more interesting is the fact that I am just a person of the first category in their lives.  If I go and try speaking to these people now they might even say “Sorry I forgot your name ”(So why take the risk of telling them that they inspired me once ;) )

Though all of us can’t be inspirations in others’ lives, its still an achievement if we are successful atleast in not making a negative impact in anybody’s life

Feeling the after effects of many meetings,

-Charita

FIRST IMPRESSION IS THE BEST??

My FIRST IMPRESSION in most cases goes wrong.I always end up erring when it comes to assesing people or places or things at the very first shot.I can write volumes to justify the same.Well giving just a few interesting illustrations here I go.....

First time when I entered Infosys Mysore (with my broken collar bone ;) ) leaving aside the glory and grandure of the campus,I felt damn lost and insecure that I literally felt like running away from there.To be frank enough ,the only reason behind staying back was because I badly wanted to prove that a minor fracture cant snatch my first job away. But as time passed by, I so badly fell in love with the campus that I still keep praising the campus like crazy as though I built it myself.(May be you can ask people around me as to how much I torture them by playing a repeat telecast of good old Infy stories over and again ;) ).Hence proving my FIRST IMPRESSION wrong.


Yet another experience from Mysore again:I have to mention about this guy in our class @Mysore training centre.I dint quite like him in the beginning.A total spoilt brat is what I felt on meeting him in the beginning(Not only me, most of us felt so ).But today he is one of those great pals I made @ Mysore and here I must say that,all of us are fans of his happy go lucky nature.Yet again defeating so called FIRST IMPRESSION. (Sorry Anirudh cant resist mentioning your name ;) ).


After drilling enough about Mysore and Infy....MUSIC:Today I feel incomplete without music and I keep telling "I wish I could make it my profession".Looking back......Its hard for me myself to believe that once upon a time I used to go to music classes only because of parents' force. Had I been given a chance to delete the chapter called music in my life @ that point of time , needless to say I would have been the looser. May be there are lot of things which take TIME to fall in place.May be something beyond FIRST IMPRESSION.

Its not about music or one particular person....Atleast with me most of the times ,what I percieve in the beginning has turned out to be mere mirage.Just an illusion which will be clear only as you go nearer.Its like deciding whether you like a choclate or not just by seeing the wrapper.So take a call if you just wanna get carried away by the outer cover or give a shot by atleast seein how the choclate looks like (having a bite of it comes next though ).!!!!!


PS:@Anirudh:Though we know you are happy go lucky...we still believe you are a spoilt brat ;) (Kidding)

PS: As mentioned in my previous blog I had to post some spicy stories .They are on their way ..kindly bear with me for the delay ( As mmy parents  also follow my blog,posts  need to be sensored ;) )

 Trying to make the best impression though not at first ....
-Charita

Just for a Change

While in school,we had to read a  proverb everyday after prayer saying "THOUGHT FOR THE DAY".When it was my turn, I was so disinterested to do the job that I let my mom choose one for me, and the one she went for is "CHANGABILITY IS THE ONLY UNCHANGABLE THING IN THIS WORLD".Sounded pretty complicated(I mean even now it does ;) ).Forget about getting the meaning right , it literally took me a couple of days to pronounce it right. Considering my age and maturity level my english teacher chose to keep the explaination short and sweet  when she was asked to.

Here it goes."Change is inevitable.Growing inches taller,pounds heavier,shades darker is all change.You cant avoid it,this is what the quote means", she said.(Here I must confess that at that stage even half of this simple version bounced ;). What a dumbo she would have thought of me:( !!).

Its been almost a decade that I've passed out of school.Now I feel ,change is not always inevitable.Sometimes we choose to change.Again there are people who are crazy about changes and too very open to it(They keep changing cell phones,bikes also gal friends;))and yet another category of people who are phobic to changes.(I fall in this very category having not even changed my hair style from the past five years ;) ).

Universally accepted that people phobic to changes have to get flexible when it comes to changes and thus no more debates on this.Now coming to the counterpart:

Change is healthy but what we change and how frequently we change is truely important.When it comes to big decisions like change of work place, place of stay or even bigger things (which i might not even be aware of) ,we really need to take care.

Typically when we are fed up with the our current status we get an impulsive urge to go in for a drastic change.We fail to realise that what we are actually in need of is the change called A BREAK not A MIGRATION.

For instance when we are bored of eating chapati's at home we order for a pizza.This does'nt essentially mean we are C/O dominos or pizza hut forever.Similarly if you are bored of work take a long leave,instead of changing the job unless its too crucial.We can quote numerous examples depicting a similar situation.

Change is that only thing that we encounter in every walk of life right from womb to tomb.While beware when you are opting for a big change coz not always in the journey of life you get to apply the reverse gear or press Ctrl + Z.

Still figuring out changes and its challenges

-Charita

PS:After drilling about like 500 words on change,I think I will have to go for a change with respect to my blogs;). In my next post i will surely try to post some spicy stories ( may be my own life stories but then just for formality claiming that its a fiction ;) )

1 Step short of Perfection

"How is Life?" is one of my favourite questions I ask people whom I meet after quite a long time & sometimes people I meet frequently even.

Surprisingly,the happier lot come up with a common answer saying"Life is perfect BUT FOR .........." & it goes on.The "BUT FOR ...." will follow a wide range of unique explainations on what makes their life 1 step short of being Perfect.

It goes something like this....

"I have like the best colleagues at office but then my boss is such a *******"(Now filling those blanks is left to your imagination creativity or may be even vocabulary ;) )

 "My Science exam went Perfect but my teacher cut 5 marks .God!! she is is such a *******"(Again use your talent to crack the word .Even school kids use words that need to be sensored like this now a days;))

And then...

"I think I look perfect but for those extra kilos I need to cut down to look trim"

"My new college is perfect but for the fact that all my friends are put up in another section".

Well Its human tendency to worry about what is imperfect & why is it so.By the time we are done handling this imperfection there is yet another imperfection that would have landed at our door step.One question we need to ask ourselves is "IF LIFE IS PERFECT ,THEN WHAT NEXT?".We would practically end up being aimless.Its this imperfection that drives you to work out and cut down those extra calories,go ahead and make new friends,work harder and prove our metal.

Its ok not to get all you desire.The struggle of battling with imperfections is all what LIFE is about.

Live life king size

-Charita :)

 

Prisoner of the Past

      Ever since I was a Kid,I was accused of cribbing about the present I am living.I was always said to have a problem with what I have atleast till it became my past.

     

      For instance,I started finding my class teacher in class one nice only when I moved to class two.On Every birthday,my birthday cake had to taste my tears as I cried saying previous year the cake was prettier or Bigger or may be tastier.  I seldom realised that ultimately I was the looser there enjoying none of my birthdays(off late I jump with joy even if I get a chance to cut a cake no matter what colour what shape,Thats a different story;))

      Coming back to the point. With passing years I figured out that it's not just about me ,but then,it's the human nature of being THE PRISONER OF THE PAST.(Well few duffers have the inbuilt talent not to express it;))Few feel their previous work place was better,while few others think their old boss was nicer.Yet another category of people miss their old bikes also some miss their old girl friends/Boy friends or may be the combination of both bike and girl friends.(In the previous sentence I am not speaking about me at all :p).

     

      Well the bottom line is that everyone of us would have atleast missed our old friends sometime.If you have never been THE PRISONER OF YOUR PAST,I must say you are blessed(You may thank your parents for that great genes of positivity).

      "Forget being the architect of your future until you overcome being the THE PRISONER OF THE PAST and just cherish your present",is one golden advice which I am trying to incorporate(Though I still miss my old company every single day;))

Trying to find the best in today
    -Charita:-)

PS:After 5 paragraphs of philosophy I am still cribbing at the moment waiting for the clock to tick 5 as I am in office ;-)

New kid on the Blog

Public speaking always makes me quite nervous.Strangely and recently did I discover that blogging makes me feel the same as public speaking.While what makes blogging better is the fact that,the person on the other side,reading my blogs out there cannot read my facial expressions and figure out how nervous I exactly feel right now.


Well here I would say just keep guessing as to how many times I would have typed something and hit the Backspace button by now.Please over look any errors this being my FIRST time.


In the past few months I have encountered several FIRST times.FIRST time out of home,FIRST job,FIRSTsalary,FIRST resignation,FIRST fracture so on and so forth.Being the last in the list(as of now).....here is my FIRST blog.


I guess this being the first one I will have to keep it short.Well I have plans to make my blogs exponentially longer as time passes by.
The Best is yet to come
 Cheers,
-Charita