Defining Being

As you may know me.... I try to pen my feelings, with more honesty than with language and grammar. While reading the posts below you may experience what compelled me to write these.
While I was thinking of giving a name to my Blog; this came to me; "Nuances of Being"
Being "Me" is the best that I am at and hope that will show in the posts below

And Thanks for reading

~Nikhil




Thursday, March 27, 2014

Are we there YET?

………………….Are we there YET?
Sweet yet annoying question. Many of us must have heard from the back seat of the car, while driving; usually out of town, at times even during local trips. Once you have covered almost 80% of the journey but those last 20% remain and the frequency and annoyance of the question increases. “Are we there yet?”

If you are a parent you know what I am talking about. If you are not a parent, you may remember asking that question to your parents as a kid.

We do something similar in our lives forget how much we have traveled already, forget the 80% covered and feel good about that, we whine about the 20% left and even doubt how difficult and tiring it might be to reach to the destination.

And in one of those moments if you are shown a map with details on where you started from? Someone reminds you of the obstacles that you crossed on the road many miles ago? Would you not feel good? Wouldn’t it be nice, an occasional reminder on the hurdles that were left behind. To get an occasional pat on the back for persistence and diligence needed to drive so many miles; an occasional rendezvous with the memory of fun and enjoyment during the past driving; an occasional talk about the food on the last "pit stop" taken at a roadside fast food joint.

That is what I experienced in one of the days when the frequency, the annoyance of the overbearing question; “are we there yet?” had started pushing me to insanity. (I have been asking that to myself again and again regarding my life journey.) I met not one but two co-travelers from the past years. From two different stretches of the journey. Both from two different stages, two different land marks in my life and that reminded me on where I had started and how far I have come till now. And there flashed some moments that really make me deserve a pat on the back.

I am basking in the glory of the journey completed so far, giving a mental pat on the back and encouraging to start again. I know after this pit stop when the rubber hits the road, the heat, the anger, the frustration and the fatigue will start coming back. And I will again ask, “Am I there yet?” but that is not this moment. This moment I know I have covered a long way. So I am relaxing and rehearsing the answer for whenever I ask that question again to myself.
“No we are not there yet, but eventually we will be and then we may miss the road and the drive and all that the road had offered when we are there. So now that we are moving, let us enjoy what the road is offering (even the pot-holes) and the enjoying will ascertain that we are there sooner than we think.”

Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Marathon Vs Sprint (A Race is a Race...really?)

“But running is running and the goal for a runner is to run faster than one’s opponents to win the race, how different it can be for different types of races.” I was embarrassed witness of this conversation. (Embarrassed; as I accompanied the person who was saying this.) I, even with no experience in races or any track and field kind sports knew the baselessness of this plea that my companion was making. The person we were talking to was the athletics coach in the local kids club and we were talking about getting some coaching for our kids. I was more interested in marathons and him looking at a 200 meter sprint for his children. The coach had been helplessly trying to explain that preparing for a Marathon and preparing for a 100-200 meter race are two very different things. But the person I was with was not even ready to understand with a supplication that “a race is a race.”

Deep inside I was cursing myself for coming with this guy whom I didn’t even know well. Seeing some signs of annoyance at the coach’s face I tried to start explaining by saying, “Yes a race is a race, but for a shorter sprint all you need is strength and speed which become lot less significant needs for a marathon. A marathon is essentially a play of endurance and stamina.” I don’t know if he understood, but he nodded and so did the coach. I was happy at least I had made the coach aware that I am saner than the other participant.

How could someone be this naive that a race is a race? I was still thinking even after I got back home. I would never think like that, never! Not in any thing. But then my thoughts stood challenged. I have seen this all around me and that is how we all live every day. Same attitude in every walk of life, “A Race is a Race.”

I thought of myself and parents like me looking at kid’s test score and getting worried at scoring low in one test or getting excited at them scoring great in one test. Great 100 meter run my child. Excellent! no doubt this is a long Marathon but a race is a race and you have shown good speed in the 100M part of it. A marathon is just many 100 meter races bundled together. How Naive? Build endurance and stamina and strength in your legs because one or a few spells of 100meter (good or bad) will mean nothing in the Marathon that stretches ahead. So train for the longer haul. Gain knowledge and success will follow. How many times do we give them similar coaching?

I remember meeting with my friend last month for dinner. He is a business development lead with an IT organization. He was very worried at his team missing the monthly sales target back to back two months, so he mentioned that he had asked them to drop chasing the “big-Fish” and fill up the quota with low hanging fruits. Go on big fish chase only after the monthly targets are met. He told me was his unyielding commandment to his team. As I don’t want to see any heads rolling, he had added his justification. Now thinking about it I can see the compulsion he has implanted in his team to win every single 100meter piece of the marathon. And however justified his words appeared at the time when we spoke, now I wish I could tell him that he is setting up his team (or a major part of that) to lose steam much before the finish line. And may be when the bucket is full with fish gathered from near the shore the “Big Fish” might have already taken some other bait or swam too far?  

My last week’s meeting with my personal banker was another thing I thought of. This person is newly appointed by my bank to provide “special service” to the people who have their salary direct deposits with the bank for more than 5 years. He mentioned that there are not too many of such customers and the bank wants to take good care of them hence appointing a dedicated person for that. I was happy at that gesture from the bank. However within first 5 minutes of the conversation he had made clear that his job was to meet with each of those customers and document the meetings within 3 months of his stepping on the role. He didn’t offer me any answers or any help or any support. Just seeing me in his office had fulfilled his job’s need to meet me and he wanted the meeting to end soon. Once I realized his need,  I thanked him for his time and walked out of his office. This is a typical case of someone asked to run a marathon but also asked to ensure that each 100meter are a win (at meeting everyone with in the 1st quarter) so he clearly didn’t have the marathon (ensuring strengthened relation with the long time customers) in his mind while he was sprinting hard to win the 100Meter portion (meeting everyone once). By the time he refocuses on the marathon, half of the runners might already be on the other side of the line (switched to his competition; as I might be one of them) or he would have lost steam (reputation with people that he is supposed to deal with, as he certainly can strike me off his fan list)

The examples kept on coming and I saw my life as a medley of people, situations, institution and systems that imbibes and preach the “A Race is a race” lesson over and over again.

Now I thank the person who had earlier annoyed me with his “a Race is a race” mindset.  Not that I have started thinking that he was right, but thanked him for showing how gullible we are in day to day life. And how ignorant are we of our own preaching.

Many a times when I see something and write about it, I try to sum up with a suggestion or my opinion on a solution. However in this situation I do not have any thoughts or ideas. All I can say is that as the phrase goes; “When there is an elephant in the room, introduce it.” To me I just saw the elephant in the room, it was nicely camouflaged   in the settings of the room that it was easy to ignore. But since I saw an elephant (or I think I saw an elephant) so I have introduced it.

Tell me if you know what should be done of this elephant? Or tell me if I have been hallucinating and there isn’t any beast in the room. But I think you will also agree that “A race is not just a race”