Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost...

Yesterday, there was a technology session at my workplace. There was a very interesting concept of tribal leadership that was shared during that session. In its true sense, the topic will be too bland for me to express here. So I am putting it down here with my own variation. There are five different stages of life culture. Stage 1: Life sucks—when you think, overall, life is cruel and unjust for everyone and there is nothing in it to cherish. The only thing that matters to you is your survival, either by hook or by crook.  Stage 2: My Life Sucks—when you think it’s only your life that sucks, whereas for others, life is still great. It is only you who are the victim of all the injustice and unfairness happening around you. Nothing can happen right in your life. There are no passions and excitement left in your life.  Stage 3: I’m great, you‘re not—when it’s all about you. You think you were born to be great,  and you undermine others. You alone have all the rights, whereas the others

I have become very lazy about writing; perhaps I have been too busy at work. It is already August 2016 and I haven’t put any reminiscences of 2015 on my blog. Let me start.  2015 started with a slow routine. I was working for a client whose office was near my home. For the first time in my Australian life, I started commuting to work by car. Because of my previous work locations, I used to catch a train daily for work, and in Australia, it’s more convenient to use public transport as compared to using a car. Anyhow, I have developed a few friendships at work, something that always helps me to get accustomed to a new environment. One of my colleagues had issues with my manager, and he resigned. Even though that incident happened in December 2015, its effects were still felt in the early days of 2016. For the rest of the first quarter, there was nothing worthwhile that happened which I can share. Let me jump to the second quarter.  In May, I was contacted by a recruiter and offered a job

Do you remember that pain? How does it feel when someone breaks your heart? No??? Let me remind you how it feels. Every word spoken or unspoken feels like someone digging a dagger in your heart... each part of your body burns with each of those words... you suffocate and can’t breathe... you want to cry but you find out that you have already run out of tears... you want to scream but you can’t open up your mouth... you walk down the road aimlessly... your head feels heavy... your heart feels low... you can’t sleep for nights and when you do, you find yourself crying in dreams... you feel hungry but you can’t eat... your heart curses that person even if you don’t want to.. Do you remember that pain now? I have forgotten this pain now. Time heals everything. I have read this after many years, and I feel so sorry for myself that I had to go through this. I am really sorry. very sorry. It wasn't worth it.