I am at a juncture where I find that I have got what was due from a long time on me, a great relationship, a good job and a stable life. But something is still missing that's what I feel some time. My dreams are too big to be full filled I always knew and that how It is still pending. I want to be big shot person who when moves people follow. Who want still to grow personally and professionally. When I talk personally its about getting married to the girl I love and have a great life with her. A nice life full of color, full of hopes and above all full of happiness. I want to spent a nice weekend in Sydney on that giant wheel, a sleepless night just watching stars at our roof, a great walk in streets of Europe. My mom and dad with me and some kids who make all laugh.
When I call professionally, Just see a press hall full of people and media, talking about what's my next move and then I am standing and revealing all my jazzy plans about my company's expontial growth, front row full of my shareholders and new investors and after it my star team full of young people who are my engine of growth, my world class executives with lots of energy. My on flight meetings and the manupulations done by all my buddies. I love that energy of my buddies.
Both are yet to come the personal and professional success but I can feel the joy of achieving them. I am waiting with strong faith that they would come to me soon.
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Friday, April 16, 2010
Swinging between times....2
So my journey started without any formal declaration but I have seen stigmatic landscape which came to break my will to move on. I was not a strong navigator who decides to move to fight with the situation but as in India always seen we select from what given to us, and I had single choice to explore foe of uncertainty. Days passed and my solitude become my best friend, my teacher and my favourite time pass. During those days I introspected my personality and life I had lived. I in college had a saga of amity with issues related to converging individual ideas into consolidated unified thinking, aspiration and passion about love and success.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Swinging between times
hey,
Have a new story? no let's go to one.......................
Stories when written have some context and contemporary background, characters are important to built stories and they create abstruse selection of their choices according to situations, the difficulty in predicting the future of selections makes it interesting to read more But during then you have ever noticed that what about the underlying background which contain that story.... I know its unclear but think about the situation when you have burlesqued with one of your dearest friend and lost the love and commitment, is it you or your friend who had gone wrong or is it the situations which made your best champ against you....... I am going to talk about those fine details about my story so you get how and why all happens to Me and who we really are.
Delhi, a city of gigantic investment by government, a city of cool guys and hot girl, a city of choole and kulche and of course, a city where this story starts. It was a hot month of July when I was moving in 'killer' blue line bus in which most of the people use to travel. They are packed like McDonald's Veg surprise stuff and everybody used to wise to have his or her stop to be the first except me. Why because mostly I did not had idea where to go for an interview. People around me were busy in listening FM radio-a favorite time pass (best way to avoid fellow passenger) of NCR. I use to notice people around me were having void deep nostalgia into their hearts and same running life like amnesia of being busy.
My story was started not from Delhi but that was the first time I decided to write about it. Engineering was my choice for graduation from my childhood. But I landed to UPTU after crash of one of dreams called IIT-JEE. So the story converted from five point someone to sixty five point someone marks. We generally inter into engineering college with a dream of becoming CEO after leaving college then in second year of engineering we manage to dream about becoming Functional Manager and as time pass we think about being successful engineer in third year and finally in final year we come to know that we have added one name in unemployed graduate, this is beauty of learning laws of decay in physics.
Old college days when we use to crib about college administration were over and everybody has left college with sweet memories of friendship. I have chosen Delhi to my city of paradise search and so I was is bus at Ring road. Guys next to my seat were from some college and I was again in the paranoia of my old days of gossiping about hot girls in college. It is really amazing to see your past in other people's prospective when time has gone but it is like seeing deception point when you search the same city with different goals, first during college days for fun and movies and now for job search in recession....
Have a new story? no let's go to one.......................
Stories when written have some context and contemporary background, characters are important to built stories and they create abstruse selection of their choices according to situations, the difficulty in predicting the future of selections makes it interesting to read more But during then you have ever noticed that what about the underlying background which contain that story.... I know its unclear but think about the situation when you have burlesqued with one of your dearest friend and lost the love and commitment, is it you or your friend who had gone wrong or is it the situations which made your best champ against you....... I am going to talk about those fine details about my story so you get how and why all happens to Me and who we really are.
Delhi, a city of gigantic investment by government, a city of cool guys and hot girl, a city of choole and kulche and of course, a city where this story starts. It was a hot month of July when I was moving in 'killer' blue line bus in which most of the people use to travel. They are packed like McDonald's Veg surprise stuff and everybody used to wise to have his or her stop to be the first except me. Why because mostly I did not had idea where to go for an interview. People around me were busy in listening FM radio-a favorite time pass (best way to avoid fellow passenger) of NCR. I use to notice people around me were having void deep nostalgia into their hearts and same running life like amnesia of being busy.
My story was started not from Delhi but that was the first time I decided to write about it. Engineering was my choice for graduation from my childhood. But I landed to UPTU after crash of one of dreams called IIT-JEE. So the story converted from five point someone to sixty five point someone marks. We generally inter into engineering college with a dream of becoming CEO after leaving college then in second year of engineering we manage to dream about becoming Functional Manager and as time pass we think about being successful engineer in third year and finally in final year we come to know that we have added one name in unemployed graduate, this is beauty of learning laws of decay in physics.
Old college days when we use to crib about college administration were over and everybody has left college with sweet memories of friendship. I have chosen Delhi to my city of paradise search and so I was is bus at Ring road. Guys next to my seat were from some college and I was again in the paranoia of my old days of gossiping about hot girls in college. It is really amazing to see your past in other people's prospective when time has gone but it is like seeing deception point when you search the same city with different goals, first during college days for fun and movies and now for job search in recession....
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