Incase you need some inspiration on how to remain creative 🙂
See… creativity ain’t that tough 😉
The other day, I was back in my old office talking to the second most senior person- someone I have admired from my first interaction and someone I genuinely have a lot of time for. She is also one of the really few people I have always been inspired by- for her simple ways, her warmth, her encouragement, her dedication and her passion. So, to hear words like “you overwhelm me and make me feel inadequate” are high praise in themselves, but when she invites you to talk to * wait for this *
** breathe ** (me, not you)
*** drum rolls *** (again, for me, not you)
… to the WHOLE office- I don’t mean the Dublin office, or the Irish office- I mean, internationally- .i.e. almost 250,000 people globally- and these are some of the brightest minds in the world, then, well… you know her words were not just words.
STILL overwhelmed by her reaction. STILL in shock. STILL in complete awe of the lady.
And today, I have A LOT more self belief- so dear world, watch out- ‘cos I come with renewed energy (even if my sickness means I need to sleep every 3-4 hours and I feel like death warmed up) and optimism and faith. The world is definitely my oyster and here I am to take over as that meek engineer who actually makes the ship get to its course while the captain is too busy dancing and prancing around.
Boo yeah. Whoever said 2012 is going to be awesome was so right. Oh wait, that was me- see, already coming true!
One of my closest friends (shall remain unnamed) broke up her engagement today. It was obviously not an easy decision for her to state, him to accept yet they have been so civil about it.
I was asleep when I got the message informing me- yet I woke up within 2 mins of her message despite having missed 10 other messages and 2 calls- I suppose its true when you truly are tuned into something, you know about it.
The good news is they will remain friends and are talking about all the stuff they have together and willing to do what it takes to do it as cleanly and with as little pain as possible.
Selfishly, I get to move in with her, both of us get to be single girls in the city together and I get to have dogs in the house (scary as I know my lifestyle and my scatterbrainess- main reason I am not having kids yet!!)
My thoughts are with the two of you. Lots of love guys- you are an inspiration to us all about what true love really is- esp when it stops being romantic.
Nana, I miss you.
If there is someone who understands what I am going through, if there is someone who would be ever so proud of all I have done, am doing and am about to achieve, if there is someone who reminds me of some of the finest moments of my childhood, it is you.
I miss the days of going to eat chaat. I miss the days of bathing in the hauj. I miss the days of buying anything I wanted without paying anything. I miss the days of walking into the house and screaming for Nani and you out of excitement. I miss the ‘meetha soda’ you arranged for us as as surprise everyday. I miss you cooking chicken on the terrace because nani wouldn’t let you bring in it. I miss you waking us up in the middle of the night to take us for a holiday. I miss you for putting the travel bug in me. I miss you for teaching me style. I miss you for the laughs. I miss canvassing for you. I miss you.
My summers haven’t been the same. My trips to India haven’t been the same. I look at the photograph of you when I saw you last and I cry at the thought that I didn’t know it would be my last. I remember talking to you the night before you passed away. I remember crying and going numb the day you died due to happiness. I remember you.
I have traveled the 7 continents, thanks to you. I got myself a sports car, thanks to you. And when I went to count votes for a political candidate yesterday (and yup, my victorious streak continued- I still have the magic touch), I realised no matter how much I try to move away from it, I am a politician at heart and I have the political genes flowing in my veins.
Nana, I miss you regularly but yesterday was just the tipping point. I am so happy I got to spend time with you, I am so happy I got to know you and I am so happy you still inspire me.
My Nana- you rock. I love you.
PS. Whoever said change is the only constant, didn’t have as awesome a family as mine. They are constantly a pain, they constantly drive me nuts and they are constantly there for me.
For many reasons- primarily just not getting enough sleep or time for myself, I felt like quitting everything I am doing and just heading in a completely opposite direction and I don’t mean doing something silly but maybe backpacking across the globe, travel photography or something that’s not quite as stressful, tiring and draining as the work I am currently doing…
However, I logged on to check my mail and my best friend had sent me a forward, which in itself in unusual for her but it kinda fitted the mode I was in and even though, I am not one to usually share such “motivational” stories (they kinda remind me of ‘Chicken Soup for the Soul’ genre) but this time, I am making an exception.
When a man decided to quit..
One day the man decided to quit…
He quit his job, his relationship, his spirituality… I wanted to quit my life.
He went to the woods to have one last talk with God.
“God”, he said. “Can you give me one good reason not to quit?”
His answer surprised him…
“Look around”, God said. “Do you see the fern and the bamboo?”
“Yes”, he replied.
When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them.
I gave them light. I gave them water.
The fern quickly grew from the earth.
Its brilliant green covered the floor.
Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed.
But I did not quit on the bamboo.
In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful.
And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed.
But I did not quit on the bamboo. God said.
“In the third year, there was still nothing from the bamboo seed.
But I would not quit. In the fourth year, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed.
“I would not quit.” God said. “Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth.
Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant…
But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall.
It had spent the five years growing roots.
Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive.
I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle.”
God said to man. “Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots.”
“I would not quit on the bamboo. I will never quit on you.” Don’t compare yourself to others ..”
God said. “The bamboo had a different purpose than the fern … Yet, they both make the forest beautiful”
Your time will come, “God said to him.” You will rise high! “How high should I rise?” he asked.
How high will the bamboo rise?” God asked in return.
“As high as it can?” he questioned.
“Yes.” God said, “Give me glory by rising as high as you can.”
The man left the forest and brought this story.
So is this telepathy, intuition or fate? And what really is fate…?