Saturday, March 04, 2006

Sense is relative.

It rained in Bangalore last night. It was past midnight, and I had just got home.
It rained in Bangalore last night, and all our lights went out.

The irony: We were watching a discussion on TV where they said there would be a lot of cheap nuclear power now, a lot of it, now that president bush has promised us an unlimited supply of fuel. (I think that was a good deal, but I’m not going to talk about it.)

There’s always a light at the end of the tunnel, and that is what keeps you going, they say. That is, if you care – I add. My work still keeps me busy, and I’m not too excited about it anymore. Nothing seems to make a difference. Nothing seems to matter anymore. I don’t think I see any light at the end of any tunnel, Hell, I’m not even looking for one!

I spoke to the Senior HR manager. Gave him figures, told him he can’t complain about the attrition rate, when he wasn’t doing anything about it. I did a root-cause analysis and put forth suggestions – I looked like one of them. I didn’t care.
“Thanks Bala, I think we should be meeting up more often”. “Why, sure..” I said. I haven’t seen him since.

But why am I called the happy man, then, when all this whining makes it look like I don’t have any reason what so ever to be happy? Well, I guess it’s because I’m an optimist, and very generally so. I don’t have pre-stated goals, or a purpose, not in my career, not in life. The only thing I attach any value to I think is the state of well being, which I strongly believe is a state of mind, and has nothing to do with anything tangible. Just a while ago I used to loathe myself for it, but I now know better. I know now that in my own way, that makes me invincible.
That not being subjective makes me flexible, and therefore immune to roadblocks that may come in my way. But it would be unlike me to turnaround and walk back. I would take my time, fight it, bring it down, and I would do it relaxed and at my own leisure.
Like a dog killing a rat. I’m not going to eat it, and I am not bound by duty to kill it, but I will. I’ll take my time, and I’ll enjoy doing it.

I know I’m going to be successful. Don’t ask me to reason for it, because reason happens to be one thing the world has lost.


Random thought for the day:
The left is a bunch of no-good-assholes!


lost optimist..^!^ said...

optimism is such a strength..u are what u think u are.. may all ur dreams come true.. a good blog i must add..

ToOothlEss WOndeR! said...

the problem is that there are no dreams.
nyway, thanx for droppin by.. :)

lash said...

switch?? i am sure u will :))

kd said...

You spread happiness. And I think my jacket is still in your house.


ToOothlEss WOndeR! said...

lash: me too ;)
kd: heh heh.. you can pray it\'s not the one that i wipe my bike with..

ursjina said...

hehe..back with a bang...good to c u back re...

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moontalk said...

wats real to u depends on wat u want to be real :)
i like the way u think...