Wednesday, April 24, 2013

drive

what drives you in life? the thing that you are passionate about? Do you like the job that you are doing? I don`t think a lot of us do..yes we need to get paid.But deep down i wanna do my job to the fullest, to learn something from it and to grow as a person.Lately I`ve been feeling like I'm not good enough to do my job.I donno, i have started panicking already, but even the slightest hint that i was hired bcz of looks makes me sad.
I wanna be good at what I do,let me rephrase that; I wanna be great at what i do!

"your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven`t found it yet, keep looking and don`t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you`ll know when you find it".
 -Steve Jobs 

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Shift

I know, its a weired title. But i was in a weired bad/depressed mood for a while and several things that happened this week shifted my mental state to a much better happy/contended/loveydovey mood. I have noticed that when i'm depressed i just can`t see how things would get better and when im extremely happy i'm in this 'high' state in which i don`t see how things would go wrong (not sure whther that statement make any sense). Anyway the point I wanna make (to myself) here is I really need to stop going to these extremes and find a middle path (or maybe find a way to be extremely chirpy 'high' state forever).
Went out for a drink last night and i didnt realize how much i missed baileys. Its strange come to think of it, i was raised in a house where i was taught that drinking is a sin and massive taboo subject especially when it comes to girls. I've grown up and realized that its something you need to look at with a much more open mind (However...i do not approve boozing your lifeaway :-)).
the moment that made me high 
I've been wondering whether he remembers the first time he kissed me and the subject just came up..well  he even gave me details of the specific location and the look on my face that day (I think that moment made me 'high' with so much love)..
ppl can change, ppl can endup hurting you, but i'm choosing to be in my 'high' state for as long as i can and have faith......

Friday, April 5, 2013

Monday, April 1, 2013

Toy story

I don`t remember when Toy story first came out, i remember there was a lot of 'hype' at that time. I don`t know why i never got to see it those days but last year or so i saw the last one of toy story movies and realized why it was so famous. I was actually glad i hadn`t watched the first few movies and wasn`t a follower because of the way that movie ended, it was a good ending and a sad one. Anyway the reason for this post happens to be a fluffy toy that was on the back of a garbage truck that i'm pretty sure was staring at me with the most pleading eyes. I'm assuming the duck is female because of the pink bow i noticed on its head. I wondered the life it must have lead (during the 40mns or so while i was stuck in traffic behind the garbage truck), on some little kids bed cuddled every night until the kid grew up or got a new toy and decided to throw the much loved duck.It's not that i don`t have other things to think about, lately I find myself getting attached to the most 'seemingly insignificant' things and thinking about them; like the little grasshopper that was on the window, i noticed it while i was stuck in traffic(yes , traffic is so bad these days i feel like stopping the car somewhere and sleep without going home) . I wanted to stopby someplace with trees and remove it so he/she would survive (well my office car park is like a desert) and i actually wondered what might happen to it if its stuck in my car in the car park and when it gets heated up!or what if it falls off?! I mean cmon, why do i go into this length to think about things and worrying?Maybe its some subconscious method of my mind to divert my attention from the 'more close to heart' problems that i have.

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