Friday, February 29, 2008

THE LAST AND THE LASTING MEMORIES OF LIFE!


My MBA days are over and with that ends the days of hostel life, masti,party, outings... and everything good which was taken for granted till now... alas! u realize this only at the end..when its time to wind up ..leave your baggages and start a new run..the actual one ..the very real one. I have been spending my days doing nothing because i really have got nothing to do this month other than wait for my joining in the company where am placed. And it so happens often that when I do nothing I end up finally thinking about doing many things at the same time..and as usual ( as has been every time ever since i learned about taking resolutions) I only end up "thinking to do something great some day" .... like making business plans ,following a fitness regime,reading Economic Times daily and all other good things which as a student I had always idolized .
These last days are the most beautiful days of my life. I wake up in the morning go for a jog..which is more of a sight seeing job,I wonder at those brisk walkers what incentive are they going to get out of this when they are not even remotely into the bollywood business or modeling industry.Sluggishly snailing through my morning walk I reach the Pune university which is a lush green jungle of tamarind trees .Straying through the dried leaves like a rag picker(which i very much look like with my morning appearance in tracks and messed up hair)I collect lot of imli pods fill them in my side pockets and being a pear shaped small thing that I am it further enhances the big bulges on my side. I again start my walk .By the time I reach my college gate its already nine with the bright sun shining on my face.I directly go to the mess and with my hair all messed up out of laziness of combing it right in the early morning I appear as if I have done a great work out and the way I take my plates and fill them with the food confirms that illusion...at least here I am brisk ,quick and confident!
Now with the first job of the day well done I reach my room where at the door lies the most neglected..the most ignored and the most important (as is believed in MBA culture) 'Economic Times' or the ET which in fact happens to be the Etc in life.. I browse through it and literally browse through the so called news that maketh the headlines .What always has interested me more is the unimportant news which often is the bollywood masala found here & there strewn amongst the blah blah of the Indian economy and the stock markets .These news are used as fillers but I end up remembering only such news and forget the rest the moment my eyes are off the newspaper.I have tried a few times to read that editorial the central paper large size articles and I get stuck in between feeling suffocated as I am not able to relate what I read with the previous para or the consecutive one or for that matter with the topic itself ...I wonder how people are able to write such big articles on such big topics and how proficient they can be in complicating things..whatever but they must be very boring with loads of subjectivity spilling in their talks with no thread of communication ever being short & crispy. I find such articles very strange ...I mean it is totally out of the box of the intelligentsia ..u see no para correlates with the previous ones or the next ones and every line is full of economic jargons...though ideally speaking I am supposed to know all that as an MBA -finance . But what's the need to know all that when I am already happy with whatever I know.
I have always had a firm belief in myself that I am a born talent but what that talent is I have never been able to figure out.But I somehow believe that I am a 'god gifted child' kind of thing probably this is the reason why I always think of making business plans and having a great business someday...not many MBA's think like that ..u see most of the entrepreneurs are non MBAs .Most of the MBA's are happy with their jobs and they never think about anything else and the only thing they think about future is about their next job..but its always a job !
And goes the rest of the day... thanx to my talent.. I think so much that I finally end up being tired of this thinking job ..watch some hindi comedy which are always terribly non funny these days and then go for a good sleep. I wake up at tea time in the evening go to the mess..meet my friends and see people playing basket ball . Observing them I again think how unfortunate these people are !they are so happy getting placed with a company..not knowing the way life will change in a few days..job life is going to suck their happiness !I pity their ignorance and affirm how ignorance is a bliss but only a temporary one!there are people the majority ones who have completely surrendered to life ...ready to be taken by it in its own stride! who don't even stop and think about the massive irreversible change that's coming so dreadfully and yet so slowly and yes all of a suddenly the day u join!Many are not thinking about this ...at least I am ! for many this period is just a waiting time..for many its all holiday ..to be spent all relaxed ..for many its a total blank...but for me its all confusion..a great confusion as I see my life changing the way it never was in the last 25 years. There is a lot of mental resistance to change and of course a physical inertia too being the sluggish little wonder that I am..I know these people will adapt to change better than me in a quick fix way after a little crying and complaining ..they will settle down in their jobs completely surrendering to it and never bother to pause ,think and question......for they never knew who they were and what they are now.And what about me? Yes! there would be a physical surrender for its a question of earning bread and butter..but never a mental one..would I still get time to do my favorite job ..the thinking business of having business plans ,analyzing people and life and daydreaming of being someone great some day? I might not get the time..I in fact have never questioned the feasibility of executing my thoughts to action..for they are my thoughts and I am not a real born talent otherwise I would have done something great by today... I am just a supposedly talented person who was born while talent was still in the making and so my talent is restricted to thoughts alone...and not to their execution.but if I don't get time to think and wonder about people and life I will be starved
and yes that will be the day I will quit my job........only to think a lot and then probably join the next one! well after all that is what finally all MBAs end up doing!
Now I must take a break ..I know I have written a very boring and irritating crap but then nothing more can be expected from a person who has all the free time in the world and has literally got nothing to do! Someone else would have written the same and just posted it without even realizing how boring and irritating it can be for the readers.....but u see me ..I am different ..supposedly talented ...I am at least thinking on these lines!