I keep trembling at the thought of an overlapping distress that often rises out of pretty much believable anxiety i am going through.Setting things right ,doing them fine and moving forward is essentially the lecture I hear out.See,I have made a choice and when I was doing it,I truly wanted to throw myself at the aisle and feel the heat of the dusty charcoal.There are different ways in which a life shapes up.Everyone can be successful I think and all of them in different ways.What drives me is not success at all,my perception of life is very subjective.Discussing that will infact make sense only when there is something substantial which it tells to the world.
Now,entrepreneurship to me is giving back a lot and lot to the world.I believe beyond Politics,beyond what an IAS could do in India for eg. and beyond other walks people take in life,this journey of building up an organisation can in a great way encompass all the dimensions one can think of.It is indeed very important for me to dream very big,I am a dreamer and I have no boundaries.I remember telling my girlfriend in college once that,you will see that India will rise above the west,people will earn better,live better and be much more proud.When she asked how will this happen and who will do it,& since she was very lovely and understanding,I thought she will understand this as well.I said to her then that I will contribute my part and try and make it happen.She didnt laugh and I think that was a moment my love just turned eternal for her.It was at the age of 20 or 21 I think.
Even before,I remember drawing a flow chart on one of the 2002 diaries dad gave me,had written very clearly what I wanted to do some 4-5 pages.Diary is lost sadly .But,I have all the memory of that diary being read by my sis one evening and she feeling great while reading it.She involved herself totally into it and asked bhaiya how!!what will be the name!!where will you go!!etc.etc.That day,I think I started respecting my younger sister a lot.I was 15 then.
So,its always been damn clear in my head and I have often seen the path take a shape when I do close all other doors viz-the worlds drama-polity-dismay-failure-crap-shit etc.The feeling of getting lost into that endless world of possibilities shakes me up,positively.At that moment,I am often aware of my capabilities.I think then,I should do it because I could do it.At most I could fail,and then probably still manage to make a livelihood and just live-which in any case I would have made and done had I choosen the typically correct walk to life.
This journey has begun.It has still not taken the peak though.Still searching for the escape velocity,and sometimes getting carried away by the menial possibilities of the punk culture of capitalist corporates.Paycheck-Promotion-Missile-Bomb,thats fine-but not for me.As I begun,I drew this thick line of difference in each and all.I stand by it and I am all tied up setting myself to differentiate my individuality as well.This difference if I can create it,I will owe to the few who mean a lot in my life.Even if I fail,I will still owe my life to them.
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Now,entrepreneurship to me is giving back a lot and lot to the world.I believe beyond Politics,beyond what an IAS could do in India for eg. and beyond other walks people take in life,this journey of building up an organisation can in a great way encompass all the dimensions one can think of.It is indeed very important for me to dream very big,I am a dreamer and I have no boundaries.I remember telling my girlfriend in college once that,you will see that India will rise above the west,people will earn better,live better and be much more proud.When she asked how will this happen and who will do it,& since she was very lovely and understanding,I thought she will understand this as well.I said to her then that I will contribute my part and try and make it happen.She didnt laugh and I think that was a moment my love just turned eternal for her.It was at the age of 20 or 21 I think.
Even before,I remember drawing a flow chart on one of the 2002 diaries dad gave me,had written very clearly what I wanted to do some 4-5 pages.Diary is lost sadly .But,I have all the memory of that diary being read by my sis one evening and she feeling great while reading it.She involved herself totally into it and asked bhaiya how!!what will be the name!!where will you go!!etc.etc.That day,I think I started respecting my younger sister a lot.I was 15 then.
So,its always been damn clear in my head and I have often seen the path take a shape when I do close all other doors viz-the worlds drama-polity-dismay-failure-crap-shit etc.The feeling of getting lost into that endless world of possibilities shakes me up,positively.At that moment,I am often aware of my capabilities.I think then,I should do it because I could do it.At most I could fail,and then probably still manage to make a livelihood and just live-which in any case I would have made and done had I choosen the typically correct walk to life.
This journey has begun.It has still not taken the peak though.Still searching for the escape velocity,and sometimes getting carried away by the menial possibilities of the punk culture of capitalist corporates.Paycheck-Promotion-Missile-Bomb,thats fine-but not for me.As I begun,I drew this thick line of difference in each and all.I stand by it and I am all tied up setting myself to differentiate my individuality as well.This difference if I can create it,I will owe to the few who mean a lot in my life.Even if I fail,I will still owe my life to them.
