Thursday, November 25, 2010

Middle of many things

Often while reading blogs of friends and acquaintances , I feel I can do more to improve the quality and readability of my own blog contents. I feel I can push for more creativity, exploration of new ways and things to write about.

But it often happens that I either forget or am just not enthusiastic enough to put much efforts into it. It is well because I am in the middle of many things w.r.t my professional life , juggling tasks and adjusting time.

Anyway, I shall be putting out bits and pieces here and there.. and that might just be reflection of the life I live. How better can a blog meant to show experiences be?

If you feel sympathetic to my condition, please keep visiting my site and promoting it. I would be happy to see an increase in my visitor count. Please note that there is not ad systems in place for my site, so I am not asking anyone to promote for my financial benefits, just for fun! :)

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Milky Matters


I am a person for whom milk was quite low in the list of favoured beverages..up to a point wherein I used to oppose the use of milk in the household. My argument was logically bound to the fact that cow's milk is for its calf. If we collect it all and consume it in such large scale, it will affect the health of the calf and the cow too. Also implied was an argument that it is not purely vegetarian. The personal embargo on milk and milk products lasted for 1+ years if my memory serves me well. Anyway, my family ( as usual ) didn't buy my arguments, and considered my stand as just a minor annoyance( what else could an 8 yr old be seen as?? ).

Later on, when I had enough experience on the way the world runs, I accepted the fact that there is not much for me to do about the calf and its family. The world runs strictly on Serve Yourself First policy. With that I too became one of the normal perpetrators out there, drinking 5-6 cups of milk in the form of tea everyday( in my prime days ).


Tea became Coffee, became tea again, in came Boost-Bournvita and what not, but none stayed. Even Horlicks had a short stint in my life. But never plain milk. Always flavoured.

But there was someone waiting in the sidelines, who didn't get enough attention due to some reason. The day I saw it in the right perspective, milk went completely out of the picture. That fellow is - Green Tea. It was instant love and we had great times. I even had its variations - Flavoured, Black, Earl Grey etc. I had written another article some time back about Tea. Anyway those days of tasting various flavours were fun.

After having read all this, what do you think is the purpose of this article? Significance of green tea or the lack of it in the case of milk? NO.

One fine day, while shopping in a mart with a friend, I noticed him buying normal leaf tea and milk powder. That made me think about trying out the tea I used to prepare at home in those days after that embargo. One other reason for that change in choice of ingredients was to try out the famed Milk Powder. Until that day, I hadn't tried any kind of milk other than Cow's natural one - in liquid form.

So started another experiment. I must tell you that after using Milk Powder, I really began appreciating the values and taste of milk - albeit the liquid one! Milk powder has to be stored without letting the ants swarming in, and after all the efforts, it may not taste anything like the original one! What a waste!?

Hence I resorted to using ordinary liquid milk for my tea and ALSO started drinking plain ( or sugared) milk! Damn..it does taste good. Maybe its because all other beverages ( tea/coffee) in our canteen taste like you-know-what! Whatever might be reasons and history, finally I am drinking and eating stuff I used to abhor in the past. Just the magic of Survival Instincts!

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Life is a Push-Pull Train

This article is motivated by a conversation I had with a colleague.

It all started when a colleague complained that life no longer seemed interesting, and she didn't know where she was heading. She felt it was like a 'push-pull' train, going back and forth without any aim, not knowing when destiny will be reached.

This sentence triggered quite a lot of thoughts in my mind, especially the word 'push-pull'.

In my childhood when i heard this term, i thought how the hell does a train push and pull at same time and reach anywhere?
Later on it dawned to me that one engine pushes from back, another pulls from front and voila you have a moving vehicle.

In similar fashion if we design our engines at two sides, puller at front, pusher at back, there will definitely be a forward motion and at double the speed too.

With engines I intend to point to the factors that motivate us to excel. It can be skills, passion for something, someone's words, doing things we like to do etc.
Some engines pull, that is, they are pleasant and generate force in the natural direction. But some are pushers, where you will need to face hardships, take tough decisions and literally push on against the tide. A sturdy and wise combination of these two will make the train, that is life, a fast mover.

Now, the tough parts of this scheme are: -
1) Identifying the engines that can drive you
2) Classifying them as puller or pusher
3) Toughest part - Deploying engines and make them work for you

Overall for making all these things work, you need to have a vital engine - Perseverance . I feel it is an all-rounder i.e puller cum pusher.
Also, don't forget to freeze your Goal and arrange the puller at front and pusher at back , or else you would end up just opposite to where you wanted to be.

I think providing an example can help. If not, put it in the comments, I shall modify it if the reasons suffice.

Anger and need for perfection can be a pusher whereas love and passion for work can be a puller.

This article is not meant to be a manual of any sort, because I feel no one can step into your shoes in matters that regard you and yourself.
If it can guide and give you a new view on another person's ( in this case, mine) way of doing something you always wanted to, it has served its purpose.