Misguided Potential Rocket Scientists…

Before you actually start reading this post I want you to answer these 3 questions mentally and remember the answers until the end. You’ll know why…

  • What was your answer as a kid when you were asked what your dream was?
  • Do you have a passion? Give it a thought.
  • Do you regret about an opportunity which you missed for various reasons?

Did you make a mental note? If no, please do it. It’s a humble request. If yes, forget why I intrigued with these questions and enjoy reading the post.

“Life is a race” don’t know who coined it, but we entered this world with a less known fact that it’s a roller coaster ride whose ups, downs, turns, jumps and leaps will be decided by our parents and elders and our aim was etched by them  to survive in this race and win every lap to make them proud. Dreams we built were taller than Burj Khalifa, deeper than Marina Trench and colorful than a rainbow. So many hours, classes we spent dreaming. Those mini castles we built. “One day I’m going to be this-that…” So excited were we right?

I’m bet your face has a curve by now which is hard to figure out whether it’s a smile or a sad face.

Welcome to the reality.

We all study for marks, degree and finally a job which is not even remotely linked to what we studied.  Analogy is simple. No degree–>No job–> No pretty wife–>No credit card–>No social status. Being first in race is the priority. Everyone knows Neil Armstrong is the first man to land on moon. But no really cares who the second person was. This mindless cramming, working only brings mental stress. It may get us money and power. But is it really worth? If Michael Jackson’s father ordered him to be a boxer or Sachin Tendulkar’s father asked him to be a skater, think of the disaster it would have caused.

We all have potential to do achieve something, something very unique. It requires exact skills, right method of education, inspiration, acknowledgement, a proper system and true guidance. We are the Misguided Potential Rocket scientists, who for several reasons have been misled and unfortunate to be in respective fields for money, power, luxury and etc. The dream we dreamt day and night remains a dream forever. Like our elders say to us with a sly smile, I bet we will say to our future generation “You know? I wanted to be….. when I was a kid…. But we didn’t have facilities or money or parents didn’t agree….”

Robin Sharma quotes “Blaming others is excusing yourself.” If you couldn’t make it why point at others? World can give you sympathy but not the knowledge you always wanted to pursue. Greatest achievers on earth didn’t have even basic needs to survive. Yet they overcome all the barriers and lead the world. Steve jobs in Stanford Commencement Address mentioned “I didn’t have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends’ rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5$ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it.” He learnt calligraphy in college. It had no practical implementation in his life or could earn him a piece of bread. But when he designed the first Macintosh Computer it all came back to him. To this day Mac has a beautiful typography than any computers.

Examples of great person are many to mention. All we do is read about them feel good, have the fire in us, until we hear a critic laughing at us. Wham! We are back to our original grind. Who to blame is debatable. But what is really worth, is it a discussion or an implementation?

Before starting new any new venture ask yourself do you have anything new to learn? Are you thrilled of this fact? This venture can be anything. Don’t think of future results as of now.  Anything you try aim for excellence, success will chase you. Trying to impress someone, trying to get some attention, aiming for high grades is a momentary happiness. Be the best in what you do, rest will be yours soon. Aim of an engineer is to have excellent engineering skills, not grades.

Consider a scenario where you are stuck in a field or profession which you are least interested in. You always had a dream or passion. It’s never too late to make it up. Do something for your dream every day. Try finding an alternative where you can access the resources required for your dream. Wanted to learn guitar? Wanted to be a writer? Take up classes, join a course, practice. Greatest people were once laughed at the decisions they took. Again strive for excellence. Success will be yours.

Find your passion, work towards it. You know you are good at something, build on it. People will recognize you. Robin Sharma keeps it simple by quoting “Be the Coldplay of your market space. Create fans, then wow them and then do whatever it takes to have them coming back for more.”

Be something more than you are now. We have been misguided. But we still have a rocket scientist in us. Think back why I asked you those 3 questions. Life is not a profit or loss statement.  Dreaming is a job done. Implementing is job for you.

2012
04/12
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Mamma Mia (Mother of Mine)

                               I kept looking at the clock which was hung above the blackboard of my class. Ten more mins for the final bell I told myself and started scribbling the given homework in my diary. My class teacher came checked my diary made small signature and I quickly threw it in my bag and pulled the zip with all my might. With a huge sack on my back was all ready to run and was waiting for the final bell.

TRRRRRIIINGGGGG……..!!!!! BELL RANG!

              I swear to god, if Usain Bolt was my classmate in second grade I would have defeated him in obstacle race while dodging benches, nudging my classmates, flying down the stairs for what???? For my mother who was waiting for me at the school’s front yard with house keys tied to one end of her saree, clutching a small purse in her hand and happy to carry my heavy load of bag all the way back home. My mother is the first and one of the best things which has happened to me so far.

          I remember those days when she had to prepare breakfast for all and lunch for 4 boxes. Well balanced diet comprising of all vitamins and minerals with exact proportion, making it real tasty and also in time so that no one would be late because of her. She planned her day properly well ahead with plan B and C so that we wouldn’t step outside the house with hungry stomach. I had no idea about her daily routine until high school when I used wake up early and watch her juggling several things and yet keeping an eye on me Whether or not I dozed off reading the books. She made all our favorite food without an issue and I never knew her  favorite  food until few years back. She helped me with all home-works and projects etc as a kid. For all the questions and doubts I used to ask she had the patience to answer or find out why? At most disgusting times she st00d next to me and threatened my school bullies who played pranks on me. She was way too cool during parents teachers meeting when teachers had a dozen of problem with me and yet we used walk back home licking our both favorite orange ice candy. She was very strict  when it came to certain things like junk food, crisps, bunking classes, tests, exams etc. She was proud of me as well as my every miniscule achievement. Numerous prizes I won and she proudly told our whole locality about my success.

            Things changed after sometime. To this day I regret some things I shouldn’t have done or said. Literal wars happened and my mom was clueless which side to take on. Call me stupid, there were moments I was really ashamed of crimes I committed and yet my mom always supported and stayed with me even in the gravest time and believed in me. She taught valuable lessons which left me in awe. She inspired me and always told me to be gentleman. Her unconditional love and generosity made me a better person. She couldn’t any longer help me with certain things and she still watches me, smiling, trying to figure out an answer. She knows about things more than anyone I know. She helps my father with his meticulous planning, engages herself with beautiful craft works with my aunt and for me, she gives her best suggestions in every aspect Today I’m a graduate in Engineering but she holds the Phd in a subject called LIFE.

             I have never seen such an understanding person in my life. I really can’t pay back anything she has done for me so far. Neither one of us can possibly find a way to repay. For her I’m always handsome. We celebrate mother’s day every second sunday of may every year and make it a memorable day for our moms. I do it too. And I thought it’s high time to do something more. I learnt to do some basic cooking from her to help her in kitchen. At first she really didn’t wanted any help. But I forced my way in helping here with vegetables, tadka etc. I started doing my things independently without her help. There was a time she thought I was avoiding her and had silently cried. But when I explained my intention she couldn’t more happier.

             My mother raised me as a child overcoming all the obstacles. When I look at her now she is becoming more younger in heart and a lot cuter. She agrees with me when I say things calmly to her. I kid around her and she loves it instead of getting annoyed. She fears for smallest mistakes like dropping my things while arranging my table or dyeing my white tees with some colored clothes during wash. She sometimes feels insecure when we are talking about some topics she has no idea about. For instance Facebook, blogging, Twitter etc. It occurred to me a fact I was exactly the same when I was a small kid. I sit next to her and explain the new things to her. Funny part is she repeats the whole thing I had explained earlier to my relatives and her friends during a cup of tea or a get together.

            Its my turn to take care of her. I may never be able to provide what she provided me with,  but it shouldn’t stop me from trying.

“Dear amma,

              You never gave up on me and built so many dreams about me. Your confidence is my only hope which pushes me forward to keep trying. Don’t know if you’ll ever read this post which is exclusively dedicated for you but I’m sure you know it in your heart. Wish you knew how you could log in and check this post. I have dreams for you too. Big dreams. All I need is some time to make it true. I don’t have to beg because you have always believed in me. Your ickle sonnie is slow but has never failed in making you smile. I was home alone for few days when you went to cousin’s wedding. I was tired and was sick of doing all the household work all alone. I wondered how you did all this for so many years without a complaint. I silently put some tears and slept. No wonder every religion on this earth compares a mother to god. You have made me possimpible by your wisdom.

loads of love

Gundanna

              I thought of ending this post with the above letter. My mom came from upstairs and asked do I require anything to eat. I went to hug her. She pushed me back saying “Eh! go… All the time you hug… Tell me what shall I cook for you?”

2012
04/01
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Pilot

           Everyday when I wake up, clueless how the day is going to be, I ask myself what are the top “unfinished things” of the yesterday’s baggage is still left to pack or unpack. I pick my cell under the pillow close numerous apps which might have been opened during night while shifting my massive head over the pillow, reading some unread text messages by my friends and some best deals and offers ads, I start making small notes in my mind of the things I should be doing later part of the day. Still not sure of anything I text my little sister, “Good Morning Kiddo” which has become a routine and also one of my favorite part of the day.

My day begins when she replies to my text and unknowingly a small smile appears on my face.

           How often have we asked ourselves what we really want in life? What we really want to do? What are we doing? Many a times we just don’t care and push ourselves to extremes just to satisfy others. Succeeded?? We go Yabba dabba dooo…! It really hits us when we don’t get the expected outcome for our efforts. Then comes the phase low fat ice creams, yogurts and sweat pants which seems never ending. See the brighter side, at least we know where we went wrong and we don’t have to take that path again.

           Aiming high is necessary. But Jesus hasn’t forbid you to enjoy small things in life. It can be anything like playing a game of poker online, writing a poem, giving a pet a nice bath, relaxing on a beach etc. Its okay to follow your heart real needs. Kismat(luck) and Karma are part of our lives. When something good happens we call it Kismat. Got hit by a brick? We call it Karma.

             Take a moment and think do what you really want. Sit back enjoy for a while. Be unconditional for a change.  Author of Five Point Someone, Chetan Bhagat says “Don’t be serious. Be sincere.” Smile even in the gravest time of your life, life will in return salute you.

–Phany. I’m master the of possimpible.

2012
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