Life is...

Once upon a time, there was a girl who could do anything in the world she wanted. All she had to do was choose something and focus. So one day she sat down in front of a blank canvas and began to paint. Every stroke was more perfect than the previous, slowly and gracefully converging to build a flawless masterpiece. And when she eventually finished painting, she stared proudly at her work and smiled.

 It was obvious to the clouds and the stars, who were always watching over her, that she had a gift. She was an artist. And she knew it too. She felt it in every fiber of her being. But a few moments after she finished painting, she got anxious and quickly stood up. Because she realized that while she had the ability to do anything in the world she wanted to do, she was simply spending her time moving paint around on a piece of canvas. She felt like there was so much more in the world to see and do – so many options. And if she ultimately decided to do something else with her life, then all the time she spent painting would be a waste.

 So she glanced at her masterpiece one last time, and walked out the door into the moonlight. And as she walked, she thought, and then she walked some more. While she was walking, she didn’t notice the clouds and the stars in the sky who were trying to signal her, because she was preoccupied with an important decision she had to make. She had to choose one thing to do out of all the possibilities in the world. Should she practice medicine? Or design buildings? Or teach children? She was utterly stumped.

Twenty-five years later, the girl began to cry. Because she realized she had been walking for so long, and that over the years she had become so enamored by everything that she could do – the endless array of possibilities – that she hadn’t done anything meaningful at all. And she learned, at last, that life isn’t about possibility – anything is possible. Life is about making a decision – deciding to do something that moves you.

 So the girl, who was no longer a girl, purchased some canvas and paint from a local craft store, drove to a nearby park, and began to paint. One stroke gracefully led into the next just as it had so many moons ago. And as she smiled, she continued painting through the day and into the night. Because she had finally made a decision. And there was still some time left to revel in the magic that life is all about.

Business Of Brands

Not sure how many of us noticed the new commercial that Revital is running on the TV sets with their new brand ambassador Salman Khan. And even if you have seen the TV ad, I am not sure how many of you actually questioned the change in Revital's brand ambassador who was earlier Yuvraj Singh.

Revital, a daily food supplement that has a combination of vitamins, minerals and ginseng, is a brand of health supplement owned and marketed by Ranbaxy Laboratories. Revital as a product has been positioned as keeping the consumers healthy and fit.

But recently it has suffered a great damage to its positioning, the former brand ambassador himself is fighting his 1st level cancer. To counter act and keep the business in safe boundaries, Revital withdrew it's earlier commercial featuring Yuvraj Singh and quickly signed Salman Khan, another big name that claims to be fit and strong, to shoot a TVC that is very similar to their earlier TVC (with Yuvraj).

This smart move may have helped the brand to walk un-noticed infront of millions of it's consumers but falls flat on the face when properly analyzed/examined. This incident not only questions the brand's credibility but also tells us how hollow is the sphere on which such brands are rolling.

Hope we learn from what we see if not from what we hear.

An Evening With Friends

It was an evening with friends when I spotted her on the adjacent bench.
She was wrapped in pink and was holding a drink.

Her lips blowing the smoke and her eyes twinkling in the night. I approached to talk but the words dried, so I kept quite and admired the sight.

I gathered some courage to walk up when I saw her settling the bill. She gave me a look and It felt like falling 100fts from the hill.

Finally we spoke and we spent the night. I enjoyed her craziness and her dancing strides. I was living the moment when she made me realise, that she wasn't an ordinary girl with whom I could easily survive.

She threw me out of her flat at 4 in the night, I walked all the way home thinking what I din't do right.

We met again and spent a fabulous time. Was up till 11 in the morning and wished to spend my lifetime.

A weekday at work suddenly became special as I had a juvenile smile. But the happiness was short lived as she asked me to delete her from my mind.

I sit here, miss her and wish to see her again. Hope she comes back to me and we can share the craziness again.

I Resign, Yet I Remain..

Resignation, a word that makes people miss a heartbeat. It is not an easy decision to make, especially for people who are married and live an EMI based life. But still, an average resignation that this country receives everyday is close to 3000; this indicates the scope and opportunity that India offers.

Companies are working hard in reducing the attrition rate but they are underestimating the opportunities that are available for a job seeker. Web portals like Naukri, TimesJobs, Monster etc are adding almost 25,000 unique visitors every month and the number is surely going to increase with Internet reaching rural India.

I have had an experience of resigning only once but have seen a lot of resignation letters because of my colleagues who have moved to a different company either for a better designation or a better work life. It’s been a year for me in my current company and all the people with whom I became friends have moved out (or on the verge of moving out). My lunch sessions, which used to be full of gossip gossip has turned into plain vanilla session of eating food (and missing old ones).

There has to be a good reason for an employee to put down papers - something that companies need to realize. No one likes to get out of his or her comfort zone and change a company over micro issues. A workplace is like a second home and the people with whom we interact are no less than family members. And when family separates, it not only makes the house empty but also curbs the enthusiasm of the remaining members.

Resignation is not an end; it’s a beginning of a new fight. I miss my friends (call them my ex-colleagues or my family) and hope they accomplish all the goals they have set in their life and make it big.

Athio sas. I Resign - yet I Remain!

Oh my sister..

Your love is pure, your heart is true.
When it comes to respect, I think of you.
We had crazy fights but the love was infused
I love you my sister, one thing I truly do.


Your presence was a pain, but your absence made me cry.
You got married and I had to say good-bye.
Our room became mine, but the keys had your sign.
I love you my sister, we have had some crazy time.


You spoil me with gifts, you help me make good choice.
Whenever I think of shopping, your approval is what comes in my mind.
You have always been supportive, even when I was going through the worst time.
Oh sister, you are an angel, I am thankful to have you as mine.


Our scooty rides, Our wiper fights,
Our dancing bets, our complexion tests,
Makes me wonder, why were we always so restless.


I might get busy with my work, I might not call you everyday.
But oh my dear sister, I miss you every single day.
You have been the one, who always pushed me to win my gest.
Here I am, working hard to become what you have always dreamt.

Boss Is Always Right!

It's a stupid saying, that 'The Boss Is Always Right'. But friends, people who actually consider this statement stupid, can never find themselves happy at their workplace.

Every working person would have experienced that; something that your boss does at a certain point of time would not have been acceptable if you would have done. The other day, I was in a meeting where my Boss was reading and giggling over an article published in one of the magazine while we were discussing some work. Suddenly, I happen to get a call from a client, and taking that call was followed with a dirty look from my boss and an indication to hang up, as we were in the middle of a meeting. Now who wouldn't take a call when it’s your client?

When you hear the word 'Boss', do you think of a controlling officer at work? Mr. Controlling Officer likes to make a command and snap his fingers to get his work done in a jiffy. Did you say, 'boss I think…..'? The Boss says, 'when I want you to think, then I will tell you!' Ugh, do not go and pull a patch of your hair out because the boss is not always right but you need to be in the right place at the right time to prove otherwise. Boss is the one who makes or breaks your career. A good boss can take you to new heights whereas a bad one will only show you the regular course of the river that is deprived of an end.

People define BOSS as Born to Oppress and Sworn to Suppress. But in actual sense, he is the one who influences your working style. So follow the footsteps (if you feel he/she is worth following) but keep your eyes open because Corporate Manholes are meant for juniors and not for bosses. So play safe, because the 2 Rules of corporate world are......

A cup of coffee

I am not a poet, but I will still try to rhyme..

U might find me flirtatious, but being one is not a crime...

You might meet thousands of people, but some remain in your life for a long time..

I may sound stupid, please pardon my crazy enzyme..

Here I am writing for you, because you managed to knock on the left side..

But next time when I ask you out for Coffee, YES should be the word on your hind-mind..