The importance of arguments had little or no importance for me. Now, when stuck in situations I see my suicide move clearly when I refuse to talk, bargain, apologize or even argue. I believe that in a fast paced world, it is essential to throw in an opinion on everything when required, the lack of which stops progress. Amartya Sen's book is quite amusing, talking about the argumentative nature of us Indians. Something I failed to see, something lots of people are skilled with.
On the other front, the damp days and comfortable nights have stopped my progress in various efforts. I would love to get back to my running schedule: finishing my physio sessions and college and finding time. Life appears to move slow and one feels one is in control, but taking life by the horns requires the right argument with yourself :p
Monday, July 25, 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
The new being
Right, so I have picked up something new that I hope to pick up well. Being proactive. Jumping into the thick of things before the blink of an eye and driving at the pace of a formula one guy, I will still attempt to keep myself from over/under steering.
The last one month has been a huge change for me. After school, I have let myself be tagged up finally. Nearly uniformed too. It has been voluntary at some level, not completely though. I believe I am one of the last specimens from the batch of my b.techs to have started working finally. And then its like there is hot oil poured from all directions after they blind you for the moment. I guess life ends by the time, you can see. How do you move fast? Use other senses and keep going or lose the battle. I, finally, acknowledge, the persistence, the patience, the optimism and the character of people who have been working. Working since time I cannot imagine before. Working for a future, they set for their next generation and saving for their health, their children, education and life. Sharing takes a different meaning. People share food, fun and meaningless talk. The distant dreams, perhaps forgotten, perhaps kept in a closet. In this cluster of running rats, I attempt to fit in finally, not wondering whether it is too late, but wondering if there is an empty tunnel left to be discovered.
The last one month has been a huge change for me. After school, I have let myself be tagged up finally. Nearly uniformed too. It has been voluntary at some level, not completely though. I believe I am one of the last specimens from the batch of my b.techs to have started working finally. And then its like there is hot oil poured from all directions after they blind you for the moment. I guess life ends by the time, you can see. How do you move fast? Use other senses and keep going or lose the battle. I, finally, acknowledge, the persistence, the patience, the optimism and the character of people who have been working. Working since time I cannot imagine before. Working for a future, they set for their next generation and saving for their health, their children, education and life. Sharing takes a different meaning. People share food, fun and meaningless talk. The distant dreams, perhaps forgotten, perhaps kept in a closet. In this cluster of running rats, I attempt to fit in finally, not wondering whether it is too late, but wondering if there is an empty tunnel left to be discovered.
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