Possibly my third or fourth post on similar topic in past 8 years :) Guess every 2.5 years I get bored with my way of life. Especially with my career. The moment I feel that I am getting very comfortable with what I am doing I simply cut off all the safety nets and rush headfirst into the unknown. All this bravado might suit someone who is really onto being such a rebel. But unknowns scare me crazy and every single bone in my almost 6 ft body is triple coated lazy. I am not someone who likes change. I would rather prefer steady state forever in my life. But the sheer weight of boredom far outweighs the fear of change and every time I force the change myself. Probably this is one main reason why i'vent made rapid strides up the ladder as compared to my patient friends :) Those who started their career with me are at an embarrassingly higher rank :) I could very well be the Indiana jones of IT. Not for his bravado but we share a common trait in going after extinct things. I prefer dying or dead technologies that no one prefers just for the joy of knowing something different. All throughout I've been jumping from one tech to another with a tag of being niche. Now that I want to steer my course into the routine crowd, every one around me are donning the doubting Thomas role to perfection. They go out of the way to dig out personality traits in me that wouldn't make me one amongst them. Vanja pugazhchiya fact of lifea nu therila. But as always, its time for change. And it coincides with a major change in my personal life as well. Both changes I've wantonly brought upon myself. The more I think of me as the person responsible for these events in my life, it made me realise how vain I've been. When every single breath that we take in and out is determined by one up above. Suddenly life feels like a chessboard where everyone is a pawn trying to cut across squares to meet the only king called God. Ellamay ennala nadakuthunu yosikarapo saria edukkara decisions and thappa edukkara decisions rendumay stressfulla iruku. Edhukkumay naan karanamilanu yosikarapo feels like zero gravity. Either way, eager to know what the scriptwriter has written in my life :) So here is me praying for a peaceful present and a fearless future :)
This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl's every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style. This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they...
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By the way you are wasting your time in IT. You calling was to be a movie director.
Best wishes and congratulations:)