Dreams and Reality

After much deliberation, I've decided to have a blog of my own and keep it updated.

Today is V-day and has been quite hectic. Me being busy has got nothing to do with V-day.My first assignment submission, 2 classes and to make matters worse, I am down with severe cold, headache and throat irritation. Visted the clinic at the University.

I am strangely reminded of what I always wanted to do in life and how my life should ideally be. These thoughts have occurred, maybe because someone asked me if I really wanted to work, why did I quit my job and come here to study.

It really boils down to: what my life should be in an ideal scenario. No, its not easy life, travel and fun and a little bit of work..its not having a family and most definitely not having children and having loads of money.

I have always wanted to struggle(not to interpret this as wanting to be unsuccessful). My answer actually has been this:
Always on the move, a little bit tensed, doing more things that I can possibly imagine I can do, a little bit of perspiration....frantic calls from my stock broker reporting of a possible market crash..trying to check if the flowers that I had ordered reached my gf/wife or not...all this when I am rushing for a meeting where I need to present a business plan and not realizing this that I am already late.

I am not doing business, neither do I work for some corporate and nor did anyone call me, but I did experience most of it today...running around for some reason or the other..being busy all the time and truly, I've enjoyed the day thoroughly.

The essence of my being, has been struggle. It has never been struggle for survival. Its struggle to excel, to go beyond. I've always enjoyed it 'cos the fruits have always been fascinatingly sweet.

Well, now none of this answers my friends' question of why did I quit my job if I wanted to work again. I really have a lot to write, but will cut it short...will answer that later on..some other day, some other time.

The Kite Runner...almost done..another 50 pages or so left.
The flowers have reached my wife ,thanks to my friend who ordered it in blr.
Pops got transferred to Mysore.
Assignment1 of cs5233 submitted.

Those who do not have a mobile, are immobile.
- Confucious
So reads a poster in my college.