Saturday, February 26, 2011

The trip is about to be over, the journey will continue

Management, as cliched as it can get, is we all know, both an art and a science. The truth about such things, that are both art and science, is that how much ever scientific you get, you can never substitute an artistic skill. But then science will give you the analytical toolkit that will help you sail through uncertain situations easier than if you believed just in art. An MBA will surely get you one such toolkit, not just for career, even for life. But then I can't vouch for this right now. I don't know if I can vouch for this ever, because life is a complex piece of heavily interrelated connections, that you can't really pin-point the cause-effect relationships so clearly.

The last one year was surely exhausting, but never did I've to think if it was all worth, because one, such questions are exclusively patented by the travails of the construct called marriage, and two, the learning more than compensated for any reason that could've made me feel so. It might not be the most politically correct statement to say that this was easily the best way I could've spent this one year, but I think that's almost true.

Every good thing comes to an end and so does every bad thing too. Whatever it is, it's all about to be over. Or is it? With every ending comes a new beginning, isn't it? Before I can find the answer to whether management is an art or a science, I need to find out if life is an art or a science.

The trip is about to be over, but the journey will continue.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Leap of faith

There used to be a time when I believed there was only one "good" and one "right" thing. Blame it on ourselves, blame it on our books, blame it on our society, or maybe there's no one to blame here, but that is where most of us begin.

However, over the years I started to realize that there could probably be one "right" thing, but there are surely many "good" things, for good to me could be bad to you. I had indications that one fine day, I will also accept the fact that there is probably no such truth as the one "right" thing either. And that is happening. I've started to accept that right in one context need not be right in another, and the analysis of the context is subjective. I've almost started believing that anything did with an intention that "perceivably" creates better harmony is good and is right. But perceiving better harmony is not really easy. You have to weigh all that you can, and if you can't, there are always "rules" and "guidelines" our ancestors have created to help us out.

I'm happy that I've been capturing this transition of mine in this blog. Rationality-Emotionality, Detachment-Attachment, Good-Bad, Right-Wrong - I have dissected all that I could and am very much looking forward to more dissections. Thanks to all of you for all the torture you bore from me all these years, I might spare you a little going forward because I'm just about to get caught in a vicious cycle of attachment and achievement.

If you protest against gravity, you can probably be the best pole-vaulter, but you've to come down eventually to accept the realities of nature. When you do come down, you realize that the world is in fact more beautiful from the ground than it was from the top. Or maybe it's not, I don't know. After a long protest with myself about why I should get married, I finally decided to give up. Now life seems more beautiful than it was before. Or maybe it's not, I again don't know. There are only a few things that we can control, for everything else, there is destiny.

It is not difficult to guess, yes, this is an announcement. She is doing her masters in surgery, and I asked her one day, "Do you know there is a life where you can use the knife and cut, but nobody's life is at stake?" She exclaimed "Oh wow!" and I continued, "That will happen if we get married, I will make sure you don't come out of the kitchen. Are you game?" I'm not sure if she got my poor joke, but poor girl, God save her! Fine, let me talk seriously.

Between the devil of marriage and the deep blue sea of life, we've chosen the devil and together we've decided to cross the deep blue sea. Was that serious enough? I don't think so. Sorry, I guess I've lost the seriousness in life.

To invoke the blessings of Lord Destiny and to seek all your wishes, we're getting wedded later this year. It's a long time still, but our contributions to the $25 billion Indian wedding industry have already begun. Leap of faith they call, and we've decided to take the leap, just as everyone else decides to. Where is this leap going to take us? Well, time will tell. But right now, it's celebration time, why think about dirty philosophies!

Glad till the dancing stops, and the lilt of the music ends.
Laugh till the game is played; and be you merry, my friends.
(John Masefield)

Sunday, February 06, 2011

An idle Sunday and a devil's workshop

I wanted to create a real video something similar to this, with maybe Agam doing the music, but all I can do right now is a PowerPoint slideshow. Will do something better some other time.



Thanks to all those who clicked these pictures and to Manickam Yogeswaran for the sound track.