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Today, the day of your official transformation from Quantity to Quality carried away by this 9 grams of paper shielded in 140 grams of the holder is going to be a stronger date in your entire life. For most of them, it may be an end card, where for some it would be a beginning. Everyone is comfortable in their timezone; where time is linear and life is never meant to be such.
I happened to visit the Keells Supermarket which was just a few meters away from my station this morning. The manager who greeted me was a bit friendly as I was the only customer and I wanted to get some paper packed juices for my breakfast. He was suggesting me few juice packs and directed me to the right section. When I reached that section, I saw different varieties of juices and started the usual Economist way of thinking and started my hunt. I saw a pack being labelled as 30 rupees which usually used to be 200 rupees in my hometown. Was delighted and grabbed two packs. Still, in my mind, I felt something fishy about it while I was walking to the counter. I realized and saw that the Best Before date was just 3 days ahead of today which means it has crossed 8 months and 27 days. I was taken a step behind to drop one among the two pack and it created a predicament for me in that store. On the same note, time is so powerful, when it isn’t perfectly utilized, the end user is affected with a very low retail value.
Degrees won’t sell you, it is you who have to market and sell yourself in this competitive world. Life isn’t the small ground for a race, it is much larger than what you actually think it is. Younger generation like us needs to run, run, run and jump the barrier and keep running. You need to have a greater excitement to execute things as if you never had them earlier. The driving force is within yourself and only this excitement can gear your force. People like me, meet you a day, throw some stones like what I said and make you feel more responsible and pressurized. Remember, I will not even be along with you for the post graduation celebration party. It is you who are going to run for the destiny, define it and dedicate your life for it.
Your life is much more sacred than anything impacts you. Be choosy in everything you touch. This 149 grams crown which you are going to get today should teach about being choosy. And, this choosy everywhere. And your choice to be the final and declarable. I could recollect sometime ago in my life when I claimed as well as endorsed everyone as my friend. When time passed by, I learnt that no one treated me such and had been too self-centric. Now, after getting many experiences, I have finger countable people as my friends who will be able to do anything for my wellness. This is defined by the choice.
While dusking my commencement speech, I wanted to enforce and reiterate Quality over Quantity. When your WhatsApp threads reach less than 10 a day and total groups are less than 5, yes you are progressing towards Quality over Quantity. When your friends’ list is 5000, and you restrict your chats for 10 people, you are progressing towards Quality over Quantity. When you have 40 people to hang around, you choose to keep 3 in your life, you are progressing towards Quality over Quantity.
All the very best for your Future!
Every Journey in my life counts and my very recent Journey to the United Kingdom was really more impressive and soul-satisfying. Stop Judging me with the above statement. This is my 100th post and if you didn’t get me till now, a hard regret for your understanding ability.
After a very long-time in-service, I happened to fly in Jet Airways from New Delhi, India to London, United Kingdom. It was a quite long travel for around 9 hours and 10 minutes.
Since it was my own money, I flew in Economy Class and got my preferred seat. I got a window seat on the 38th row. A descriptive is shown in the below image, but not the actual seatmap.
With last few passengers left behind boarding the aircraft, I arrived at the gate and boarded the aircraft. Was really happy to see that my next seat is empty and frequent travellers can surely feel its pleasure. OMG! The pleasure didn’t last long. A mid 20’s girl was searching for her seat with a small handbag. She arrived near my seat and claimed that she was assigned with the Window seat. I didn’t mind, still, I was stubborn as I never bother the value of the seats. She had cried for a very long time, which I could infer from her reddish face. Since she had cried, it doesn’t mean that I need to donate my seat. After the counter-argument, she occupied the adjacent seat of mine which was actually assigned for her.
In less than 10 minutes, she went deep into her sleep and less than 15 minutes she was on my right shoulder. The crew member who saw this made a small smile and tried to help me out. But she got hold of my right arm like a monkey on the branch and slept. After 3 or 4 attempts, the crew gave up and I too left it as it was not really harming me. Almost for half the flight, she was pampered and shouldered. When she woke up, she regretted and started crying again.
“Asking personal or private information without being disclosed is a big sin and embrassing!” – One of my Anonymous Friend
So, ignored and was working on my laptop. The conversation started, and it was she who initiated the conversation.
Crew: What Drink do you like to have Sir?
Me: Thanks. If possible get me a diet coke?
Crew: Sure sir. We also have the beer, Wine, Whisky!
Me: Thanks. I don’t take them. Get me a diet coke without ice.
She (jumped into the conversation without an invite): Why? If he doesn’t drink, get his portion also for me. Get me 2 cognacs.
Crew (with a wild smile): Sure mam.
She started mocking at me with her cheap look and after having 2 shots of it and started the conversation with me, which I was literally not interested to hear from a drunken woman. She started saying about her family background and how peacefully they were living and how she got migrated into the United Kingdom after her MBA and other things which I was partially hearing and listening to “Inkem Inkem Kavaley”, a song from Geetha Govindam, an Indian movie.
At one point, her talk interested me. She was saying how his brother left his family to find a girl of his choice and how it affected her family badly. I paused the song to listen to her. According to her, her brother was a Doctor with MD (Dermatology) and was earning a very good money in Bangalore, India. The parents were pampered very well because of both her UK salary and brother’s salary. Her brother was in mid 30’s it seems and not married because of the greedy parents and her dad’s brother who sponsored his studies to recover back the money invested on these two kids. At a maximum point, her brother went back and married a girl of his choice who was from another caste. This gave a breakdown for the family and her father collapsed and mother was bedridden. This girl’s father’s brother disposed of the body of her dad without informing her or her brother. Since her dad didn’t pick the call for almost 4 days, she rushed from the UK to meet her dead dad. When she reached home, she heard all the story and went to meet her brother.
Her brother didn’t even allow her inside the home assuming that she was there to separate him from his newly wedded wife. After 2 hours of struggle, she went to see her mother in the hospital where a very average treatment was given. So, she had to transfer her mother to a very good hospital and arrange some money for the expenses. She was on the way back to the UK to get some loans and other aid from their friends.
This made me more emotional and condoled her that everything will be alright. Till the end, neither of us asked for the name or any information. She said, you had been so gentle in hearing my situation and being very nice without misusing the situation, but the media claims that Indian men and India are dangerous.
I was into cloud 9 when she said this and I said in Canada Business Women Summit that all the Indian Men aren’t dangerous and pervert!