Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Silent lover


A FICTIONAL STORY
Chapter 1.  Silent lover
Thousand thoughts. Skipped heart beats. Imaginations of a life with her and finally drained away guts to drain away the dream for infinite number of times.
We studied in the same college and fortunately enough in the same school three years pre matriculation. I don’t know when I did start liking her and when that liking turned into a love so strong for her that I saw her everywhere. I would just smile and pat my self- she is not yours dude!
All it takes is some trying with a lot of guts to speak your heart to the one you love and while I did have the love creeping into me every moment I thought of her or every time she crossed my path, I never dared to speak a word to let her know that I loved her.
It was a mixture of fear of not seeing her ever again and a mirage of her being mine for ever which of course was more an opaque vision than what a mirage can be, that kept me on back foot.
She is Sachi.
The heartbeat of those thousand thugs who flirt their way to chance a cup of coffee with her and some moments of chit chat!  I don’t know what keeps me at bay, but all that I know is that I won’t be able to talk to her even for a while looking into her beautiful eyes with long lashes and thin eye brows which look like the curved new moon tilted and painted black above her eyes.
I don’t know why a tsunami rises in my heart every time she talks to me the same way she talks to every other guy in the college. I don’t know why I try to steal a look and capture it in the camera of my eyes every time she is unaware of me observing her every step. I know nothing when she is around- not a thing matters me.
This is the feeling I had since last 8 years which I have never expressed and perhaps in the life time would never express it to her. Perhaps by the time I would tell her I love her, she would hand over to me an invitation to attend her marriage and all that I would be left with is some tears and a broken heart with memories to care for till I die.
“Whatever be the future, I don’t wanna spoil the moment for myself”
So this is how I love her silently. I don’t know and don’t ever want to know for how many years more I would love her silently, without letting her know that I loved her.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Love what you do to stay motivated


I was partly driven by a desire to prove myself when I started Student magazine at 16. My friends and I wanted to give our generation a voice in the issues of the day, especially the Vietnam war
Bransonspeak | Richard Branson


How do you maintain your motivation to generate new ideas and execute them?
-Gunita Migliniece, Latvia
My motivations have changed a lot over the past 40 years. In retrospect, it’s clear that this has been a long-term process, and I acquired new motivations as time went on.
I am not sure anyone could have predicted my future career arc, except perhaps my parents. I was not a promising student, probably because of undiagnosed dyslexia. My parents did not see my trouble with learning as a limitation. Rather, they helped me to find my strengths by teaching me to constantly look for new challenges. Achievements in sports and early business ventures such as a Christmas tree farm taught me to be inquisitive, and also to rely on my own persistence and creativity when problems came up.
Since I wasn’t doing well academically, I was partly driven by a desire to prove myself when I started Student magazine at 16. My friends and I wanted to give our generation a voice in the issues of the day, especially the Vietnam war.
We started the magazine on our own initiative and because of our convictions, and we loved what we did. It didn’t matter that we were working out of a basement in West London, in cramped conditions and with no financial backing. We had no business or publishing experience, so we just threw everything we had into the venture and secured advertisers and interviews. It was terrifically hard work, but for us it was also fun and exciting and, above all, a project we felt strongly about.
That sense of fun, enjoyment and purpose underpinned our expansion to selling records and then establishing record stores. Our stores had listening posts so customers could sample recordings, it had bean bag chairs for people who wanted to hang out, and the staff was passionate about the music we sold. Our next move, into the recording business, was no different. My love of music and concern for the people behind that music ensured I was never short of motivation—just sometimes short of cash!
The UK’s recession of the late 1970s coincided with a slowdown in our record sales and a lack of hits. By that point we had created a close community at Virgin, and I wanted the people I worked with and cared about to enjoy their jobs; I was also deeply concerned about job security. We were running at a loss, and I had to decide whether to consolidate our stores and rein back the recording business, or follow my instincts and invest in new artists.
Hoping to expand our way out of our financial problems, I bought two nightclubs and invested more money in our record business. Its managing director, Simon Draper, was a great talent, so I backed him to create the UK’s largest independent label.
Our resulting success in the music business saved the day. The strength of the brand meant that we started to look beyond music for business opportunities, and about this time my motivations broadened again. With our old and new businesses, we were developing a community of customers, so my goals now included Virgin’s becoming one of the world’s most respected brands.
At this point, everything came together. The different motivations added up to a strategy of setting up businesses Virgin employees were passionate about, trying to shake up markets and win the trust of potential customers. We often succeeded as we targeted leading companies in established sectors where we felt the customer was no longer well served. In quick succession we moved into airlines, trains, drinks, financial services, health clubs and hotels.
Over the past decade, my motivation has broadened to encompass large-scale philanthropic endeavours, as the global scope of the Virgin Group’s businesses has put us in a position to help address the great challenges humanity faces. This led to the creation of Virgin Unite, which was instrumental in establishing The Elders, the Branson Centre of Entrepreneurship and the Carbon War Room—all exciting tools in the fight against poverty, illness and catastrophic climate change.
What will keep me motivated in 2011? The thousands of people who work for Virgin, the many people around the world who rely on us, and the work of Virgin Unite. Also, of course, my restless curiosity and enthusiasm. I am constantly challenging my management team with new ideas, innovations or ventures I would like set up—in double-quick time.
Come to think of it, my original inquisitiveness and desire to seek out new challenges can be seen in our Virgin Galactic space adventure. Following a busy year culminating in the inauguration of the Spaceport runway in New Mexico in October, my dream of space tourism is getting that much closer. A big project for 2011 will be getting our underwater exploration business up and running. Drawing on the late Steve Fossett’s work, we are keen to chart the deep-sea trenches.
You may wonder if such adventures are appropriate for a man my age—60—which brings me to my last motivational rule: “Screw it, let’s do it!”
BY NYT SYNDICATE
©2011/RICHARD BRANSON
Richard Branson is the founder of the Virgin Group and companies such as Virgin Atlantic, Virgin America, Virgin Mobile and Virgin Active. He maintains a blog atwww.virgin.com/richard-branson/blog.

Lonely ...am so lonely


Life keeps on operating at its own pace. It keeps on ageing every day, every minute and every second and nano second the clock chimes. All that we are left with is a story to tell.
For some the story is about how successful they have been throughout their life – personally and professionally while for some it is a story of hunting, hunted and being haunted. The time limit for all of us is the same – 24 hours in day, the year and the days in the calendar are also the same, but what matters for us is how they are framed and structured by the one whom we revere as God. The only event that is differently set for all of us is the final destination – death!
It’s never the same.
There may be many tsunamis’ arranged at every step or there may be a slide to let you glide to your destination.  That’s fate and at times something what we call as luck! Once we reach a particular destination, what are we left with when we are not absorbed with what we should be in our respective fields of discipline? Even a CEO of an organization would be feeling it.
It’s Loneliness.
It is something which perhaps every living being would be feeling when suddenly the world around it stops ticking!  It pinches more than a new shoe.
You don’t need to feel lonely only when someone you are close to leaves you or in simple words, divorces you in every way possible. Loneliness is a feeling which comes to you even when you are close to your loved ones or perhaps sleeping on your mother’s lap.
One may well argue that loneliness will be felt by the people who may have many desires or dreams unfulfilled. What I feel is that even a man or a lady with every desire fulfilled also may feel loneliness at some point of time or the other. Life is not a calendar of events preplanned nor is the mind that ticks every nano second – at times faster than a lightning and at times slower than a donkey’s. Hence even if there is a life free from desires there still may be a void left unattended which would lead one to loneliness.

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