Thursday, August 27, 2009

C for Career; C for Confusion




These few weeks have been really confusing for me. Loosing hair,developing dandruff, dark circles are some examples of it. Well the issue is actually big enough to be really confused. No! I'm not getting married and neither is my girl friend pregnant. Reason, I don't have one….Psst! Anyways, this confusion I'm talking about is in terms of my career. Right now by the grace of God I have a pretty decent job with quite a lot of perks added to it (Flexi timings, Flexi Holidays, great team, good team lead etc.). But at this stage in life with age slipping from my hands I'm looking to have a more concrete career both in terms of good salary and a complete job satisfaction. I really had a strong urge to something in Animation and Graphics. Basically, speaking some kind of creative profession. No processes, no pre-defined set of rules. It’s kinda difficult when you can see the target by the ways to reach there are many out of which just one is the correct and the only accurate one. This makes the target look even weak and blurs out the vision. Oh and it Sucks real bad :X~. With around 2 years of work experience in Technical Writing it would be a real risk to jump into something all of sudden into something creative.

Right now I have a few options. I'm in deep thought of option for Web Designing or Animation. Om! (Onomatopoeia for Deep Thinking!) With parents and family members stressing on Management (considering the salary) I'm really confused if I should really go for it. With getting mix ideas from people about Animation related elements it’s one bitch to take a decision. Considering I'm from an IT background (really bad choice to take this up) I guess now I will have to revolve in the world of IT itself. However, the only think that interests me is CREATIVITY. May be even judging it would do. I'm being really unrealistic with demands like these but that’s probably what I want to do. Where I'll get this opportunity stands unanswered. Another question unanswered, how am I going to do it?

My dear mommy always thinks about looking at his boy all well dressed in a tie heading to work, earning a bomb and having a wife who feeds him well. How I picture myself? Wearing my cargo shorts, Metal band t-shirt, Royal Enfield machismo 500c and zooming to work. Once I reach work, work real hard on creative projects and say to myself. Dude, you have done one hell of a job. Well, this might sound like a really immature talk but I wouldn’t mind eliminating the cargos for formal pants, metal band t-shirts for something that the professional world accepts, and definitely I would not trade the bike for anything, not even a Merc. Keeping it serious I do wanna feed a family of 4 but at the same time I do want to feed my greed for creativity. The reason, I have analyzed myself and its not me who says this, people who have observed me have said, "Dude, you are pretty creative man." And yeah it was not sarcastic. Sarcastic would be something like, "Dude nice phone." So as for with God's gift of amateur creativity I need to nourish and nurture this greed and grow on it. As for now I only feel that something in Graphics and Animation related work and lead me there. Not to forget that money also matters a lot. With the world depleting on its resources the only thing that can sustain you is money. Money cannot buy love but it can buy food. And when on a date it’s the food you need.

Everything is co-related. You have to run parallel with everything. Coordination and contemplation plays importance. I don't wanna be a guy who earns a bomb but says to himself, "Damn it! It’s a Monday." rather I would like to be a guy who says, "Yeah! Bring it on it’s a Monday" As for now I feel only the field of creativity can lead me on this path. Animation, working for magazines, graphics designing, i don't know which one is right or which is wrong. All I know is I need to fix things up, because if I stay as I'm all I'm going to say is "Damn it! Its a Monday." I still wonder when this hunger for creativity is going to be satisfied, when is it going to merge, when its going to feed me. Yeah by the end of the day it’s the moolah you carry home that matters. But, can't the money and creative ends of an individual merge?

If you guys got answers for these please do comment and yeah get me a new phone, I'm sick of the sarcasm.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Breaking


Standing alone with dust in my face,
As I see you walking away.

Deep inside I know your hurt my wounds are clear thou,
But you continue with a scar;mine is a bleeding heart.

Leaving behind memories that cannot be forgotten,
Leaving behind scars that seize to heal.

I'm still standing for you to turn,
I'm still waiting for tides to change.

Just turn around I'm with arms wide open,
Run to me baby before its late.

I can't take this pain nor see your scar,
Turn around baby, I'm not too far.

A few steps towards my bruised arms,
I'm losing my life as you walk away.

Come back as I wait for you,
With a broken heart and dust in my face.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Patience


One of my biggest fears,
One of my weakest elements.

When you want it you don't have it,
When you don't you have it in plenty.

Weak or strong; a mandatory ritual,
Somtimes a curse, many a time the only way out.

Patience is poison,
Patience is cure.

Wounds that fail to heal,
Patience a medicine.

Heart that is broken and lies bleeding,
Patience a poison.

As we wait for life to lead,
Patience a virtue that is for real.

Human or species, nature or man-made,
Patience over-rides with time taking its toll.

On the verge of true love or waiting for death prostate,
All must wait and this wait is Patience indeed.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Time

Running away, sliding away from you,
You can't control this phenomenon, you fail to seize it.

Tick-tok-tick, always moving never to rest,
The harder you try to faster you fail.

It waits for nobody,
It fails to show mercy.

No matter how rich or wealth you are,
Time is way priceless and you can't buy this breathing element.


It walks its way,
Sometimes fast sometimes slower than you expect.

You can't stop it, you can't pause it,
It just glides the way it wants, the way it plans.

Alter you plans as per its acceptance,
Work your plans under its supervision.

Its a healer and its a painkiller,
Look the other side its a pain-giver, its a wound infectious.

All in all you can starve or have a luxurious dine,
But you cannot challenge the power of "Time".