Friday, September 18, 2009

Rock, Paper, Scissors


Paper wraps rock
Rock crushes scissors
Scissors cut paper

If I may ask which of them is strongest what would you answer?

Rock? but paper covers rock
Paper? but Scissors cut paper
Scissors? but Rock crushes scissors

All of them are unique and strong in their own ways. Its just the perspective.

Just because you don't qualify in some top notch company's interviews does not mean you are not strong. You are unique and will definitely fit in some place.
Don't give up. Good luck.

Post verbatim Karthik. Thank you for cheering me and having confidence in me.

Friday, June 26, 2009

The joy of seeing a photo album



Every time I go home the first thing that catches my attention is our family photo frame perched above the T.V stand. The feeling of holding it brings me the memory of all the things that happened when that picture was taken. I touch it gently and think of how different or similar people in the family pic look and can’t help smiling. Quiet a few pictures neatly arranged in an album carefully preserved in a suitcase; every photo counts. I remember telling my dad to ask the photographer to take another snap when the print came out for my 10th standard application, that it looks like a mug shot and I am not going for it especially for my board exams but no retakes! Every time I skim through the album I spot something new and the joy it brings cannot be expressed. Trying to give the best smile, wearing the best dress, awaiting the photo print is all I can think of.


Now that I own a digital camera I click a picture for no reason. I sometimes overdo it, dump it somewhere in the computer or forget to take back up. The footprint occupied is so huge that I sometimes try to delete it or hardly bother to organize it. Few I share it online, few I would have lost when my machine conked off and few I forget where I have copied it to.

Wednesday, April 08, 2009

My takeaway

I commute to office by public transport. Once in a while I see a Grandmother 80 something traveling by bus. I always wanted to talk to her. Amused by the fact that she takes daily pass I wondered if she travels all day. She sat next to me and I wanted to start a conversation. Started with kannada but couldn't continue much as I am not that fluent. Tried to ask if she understands tamil and I was happy to get a positive response.
I asked her what makes her travel all day and pat came the reply. I get daily pass and the moment my task is done by afternoon I hand it over to some person in the bus stop who cannot afford buying one so that they can use it till 12 AM. I was very touched by her gesture and thought next time I will do the same.

BTW, she laughed all through the conversation though she revealed how sometimes she gets treated at home.