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The tough might be too tired to get going.
Responsibilities grow when you grow older. The sooner one learns this lesson, the easier it becomes to tackle. I didn’t want to just rant on this blog and just do for the sake of it. But sustaining a daily blog can work only if the schedule is created for it. If left as the last thing to do before sleeping, it won’t work out. It needs to be the first thing in the morning rather.
Again, planning and organizing needs a reboot.
I have always been interested in being able to take good photographs. The process of capturing scenes, the moment, the landscape. And the process of editing, ah what fun.
When I started and bought by own camera, Flickr was in vogue. Later 500px was buzzing. Then to a certain extent Instagram became the go to place.
Now Instagram has become a mish mash of all the things internet can offer. There are some great photographers there but to find them is like finding a needle in a haystack.
Probably when things change, one should move on and start looking for new avenues. That’s how things are.
This is often said “Confidence comes from mastery. Mastery comes from repetition. Repetition comes from discipline.”
Having said that, discipline is actually the hardest thing to achieve. There are several factors at play to distract one from staying disciplined. If discipline was the peak, it’s a very pointy peak and all sides around it are a slippery slope pulling you back to the ground.
If one wants to latch onto something to stay at the peak of discipline, that is the freedom one can get from Organizing. While the process of organizing itself can make people anxious, once achieved, it gives all the freedom possible to bend and break the rules within the scope of staying in the disciplined realm.
It doesn’t exist. Sorry for the clickbait.
Continue reading “A Layman’s Guide to The Annual Financial Budget”Every year, I tend to start working on my resolutions from Feb 1. By this time, gyms are back to the normal footfalls, people have forgotten their promises, and I am left with no choice but to start working out again.
The year 2020 has been a year that took me off guard. By me, I mean everyone. However, some people took it upon themselves to not lose out on their physical activities. Some started running, some played sports, and some started on some routine. I sat longer on my computer, wreaked havoc on my eye sight, and basically gained weight.
But all can be forgiven if I start back doing things from Feb 1. Because once the world becomes Corona-free (whenever that is), I don’t want to be left behind as the dullest of them all.
Declaring on the blog in public and never doing it has been a forte of mine. But here’s a chance to change that.
Onwards Feb 1, let’s see how it plays out.
“When I hear somebody sigh, “Life is hard“, I am always tempted to ask, “Compared to what?”
Sydney Harris
You know when the ball hits the Cricket bat at the sweet spot, it makes that crackling of sound and the ball just rushes towards the boundary. That knocking sound and the power generated from that Sweet Spot is one of the most majestic things in Cricket to a player as well as the viewer (except the bowler). But not every batsman is that elegant. For example, it is rare to see something equivalent to the sweet spot of Sachin Tendulkar Straight Drive.
In work and in life, the flow is a somewhat similar concept. We expect to hit the sweet spot daily but it doesn’t hit often. It is either an edge, or a bouncer, or an unexpected beamer. Sometimes life is a lofted ball so slow that even if it hits the sweet spot, goes straight to a fielder.
Working from home, studying, delivering speeches in Toastmasters, and handling the nitty-gritty of life have been some major struggles in the past year. The sweet spot has been hit but only a handful of times. The rest of the time, it has just been hits and misses.
Today I completed my Level 5 of Toastmasters Pathways. But I didn’t do any justice, to at least the second half of the Path. I got the same comments which I got in my first speech 4 years ago. The form was there but off late, the sweet spot has not been met.
There are numerous excuses but they don’t matter. What matters is sharpening the axe, and working even harder for the tasks ahead.
I am hopeful that next time, the sound would be sweeter, and the impact would be stronger.