Believe in the system

I am an ordinary Indian who generally doesn't believe in the country's politics and overall system. My usual attitude was to blame the system for problems like corruption, unemployment, population growth and for every possible problem on this planet. But a recent incident changed my opinion drastically. 

It was 29th July 2014. Me and my college friends were going for a picnic. So, obviously I was excited. I was supposed to meet my friends at Swargate. I took an auto from my home. I think, I got the auto near Ramesh Dyeing. I was busy eating chips and WhatsApping with my friends. The auto reached Swargate and I was supposed to pay him 21 rupees. I didn't have one rupee change. I got down  and I was still busy with my chips.  In the whole excitement, I totally forgot about my mobile. The auto vanished in fraction of a second. I immediately realized that I had forgotten my mobile in the auto. It slipped from my pocket. 

Within few seconds, I realized  that my mobile was missing. I immediately tried to call on my number from an auto driver's cell phone. But I got "User Busy" message and then my phone was switched off. The auto driver was helpful enough to help me chasing the previous auto. But my luck wasn't in my favor. The previous auto was already vanished in the crowd. I got very upset. I called my Mum and said that I am not going for the picnic. She just tried to cheer me up and said that I should go and enjoy. I listened to her. In the mean time, my friends had arrived and suggested me to inquire in the police station nearby. I went there and asked the inspector about the formalities. He asked me to come with the IMEI number of the cell phone. I decided to enjoy the picnic and file an FIR in the evening.

As decided, I enjoyed the picnic, thanks to my friends who cheered me up. In the evening, my father had come with me to the police station and we filed a FIR. I was very upset. But the police told me not to worry and I will get my phone back soon. For me, filing an FIR was just a formality and I didn't have any hopes. The official FIR got filed on 31st July with PI Yogesh Jagtap. He is a very honest and dutiful police officer. He promised to give details about the investigation to my father on a regular basis. I didn't have any hope really. I got back to normal and my routine was going on. My father kept on ringing him on regular basis and had no news till 15th August. I ordered a new smart phone as there was no hope left to get the old phone back.

But suddenly, on 1st September 2014 we got a call from PI Yogesh Jagtap that my phone was tracked and I will get it back after Ganapati festival. A special officer was sent to the location where my phone was traced and my father got a call from PI Yogesh Jagtap on 11th September 2014, telling that he has recovered my phone. We got back the phone after completing all the formalities. I was the happiest person on this earth. I was really very lucky as everyone said. This strengthened my belief in our System. We have got a really good government and the people really work hard for the citizens. We should support them and the only intention of this post is to create awareness about Indian police and the overall system.They do look into small matters such as mobile theft very seriously. We must believe in the system and co operate with them. It will create wonders definitely. :)

My special thanks to PI Yogesh Jagtap, PI Santosh Kshirsagar and API Sandesh Kenjale from Swargate Police station again for their hard work. They did all this without expecting anything in return. They did not make us wait in the police station for long. We didn' t know anyone of them before hand. They did an excellent work. You make us proud with your work! We feel safe because of you! Hats off to you! They made the "Impossible" task possible with their efforts. We had a pleasant surprise. We exactly followed the procedure they told us and we got the phone back! :-)

So, I would like to tell you, "Believe in the system. Be an alert and responsible citizen and you would definitely get the returns!". Proud to be an Indian! :)

FRIENDS

"When will I get married? Tell me no, please." Buzzed the WhatsApp ping from my friend. "Rani( as I fondly call my friend) everything will be fine. Just chill!". I have become an adviser, a fortune teller and what not  for my friends.

Recently, J.J. has started watching FRIENDS. And she feels the love she has for her friends in her heart. She has a very  small circle of close friends. But each one of them means a lot to her and adds a lot of value to her.

The sad part is that all her interaction with her friends is online or over the phone except her MBA friends as they meet every weekend. Everyone is away from her :( . Still she has the warmest conversations with them. After all she is best at it, making her friends feel warm.

"When will you feel like talking to me at length?"Said one of J.J.'s friend. He was fed up of the written chats I think. J.J. curses herself when her busy schedule doesn't allow her to be in touch with her friends.

She is her friend's confidant ,knowing darkest of their secrets. She has the habit of convincing them and cheering them up.

She keeps on annoying her best friend for "the good news" and at the same time her heart pines for hearing "I miss you! Long time no see!' from her friend in Seattle. She drives ten more kilometres for her friend to track a key maker and that gives her pure happiness. She doesn't mind sacrificing a good night's sleep for helping Ash in studies or staying awake just for forwarding an email. She misses her hangouts with Varada, but is happy for her as she's living her dream.

She is overwhelmed when her sweetheart Sneha calls her from Canada to just help her make an important decision.

This makes her realise the worth of her friends in her life. Her life is incomplete without them. The love, care,attention,appreciation and support she gets from them is priceless. These relations without expectation make her life worth living. She's just waiting for a friend for life who will take care of her! ;)

Back to school :)

J.J( as I fondly call myself) was at her laziest best today. She was lying on the bed till ten in the morning.(this is very rare in her life these days). While she was thinking about some random things,she suddenly became nostalgic.She was missing her college days very much. But looking at the positive side(she has become really optimistic these days.) she thought she is back to college again. She has landed in a "B school". So why not make this journey enjoyable?

The thought process of doing an executive MBA started in her mind way back in 2012, immediately after her visa was rejected. She started browsing internet and found about SCIT. After overcoming all the hurdles of interviews and the admission process, J.J. landed in SCIT. She was thrilled but at the same time she wasn't confident. She felt, how can she give her hundred percent by sacrificing all the weekend fun? But nevertheless,the journey started with a bang in June 2013.

J.J was excited. She started attending lectures. It was fun indeed. All the subjects were new. Her confidence was on a new high, when she realised that she really has  good general knowledge.Her presentation skills improved and she was having fun solving financial accounting problems. Really, Financial Accounting was a nightmare. With all this hard work, there was awesome fun too. :)

J.J. met some really good people here. She had a bunch of intelligent, fun loving friends here. Be it a group chat on WhatsApp during boring lectures or the awesome trip to Splendour Country, everything was full of fun and adventure. She was enjoying the tea sessions at the small vendor outside her college. The lunch dates with her buddies were the best hangouts.

She had also started understanding psychology better. She met the serious A.K., the rowdy P.G, the boring C.R. and the studious P.C.T. here. Her bunch of girl friends was the best part of her life at B school. She shared her crushes with Ash. She realised that she should always smile(as Miss P told her). After all that makes her look much prettier ;). She got to learn work life balance from Arti, Maddy and Prerna who were managing work, kids, family and studies at the same time. She got a pat on her back for being helpful and talkative. She also learnt to be systematic and methodical. She has stopped complaining and has become much more calm.

She has learnt how to study a whole subject in one night flat, how to apply economics and marketing concepts in day to day office work. She learnt how to become more practical. She realized her own strengths and the importance of team work. She has learnt multitasking too. :D

And now after more than one year, she has stopped being lazy. She loves being busy. She is very happy with her life at SCIT as she is earning and learning at the same time. She loves the fun filled weekends at SCIT and would miss them when she finishes her MBA :)

Memories..

I absolutely have no idea how to begin this post but I just try to jot down some of the best memories of my childhood and teen age.
I really had an awesome childhood. Being the first child in the family I was pampered by everyone. But I consider my teen age as the most beautiful part of my life. The memories of my teen age are most beautiful memories that I cherish.
When I was in twelfth standard, we had human anatomy in detail in biology. We needed practical demonstration for better understanding. But any sort of animal dissection wasn't included in our syllabus. But we decided that we will dissect a frog on our own. Obviously my surgeon dad came to our rescue. Our first challange was to get a frog. My father arranged a frog somehow. I don't know how but my father has a solution to all the problems. After getting the little creature in a tiny box, we decided the place for dissection. It was our terrace. All my friends gathered at my place to participate in the adventure. We bought a dissection box and were thrilled to handle those instruments. But it was my father, who was actually going to dissect the frog. The frog was forced to go in an unconscious state and we started the adventure. My father did his job very skillfully and we were watching the whole procedure very earnestly. We studied the nervous system, digestive system of the amphibians. I still remember holding the flower like tiny pancreas of the frog in my hand. It was a very different experience which taught us many things. The only regret was the tiny creature lost his life in the whole adventure.
Our IIT Mumbai visit during second year of engineering has to be one of the best memories that I cherish. We were quite comfortable with each other and knew each other well by that time. This was my first trip with my friends and the destination itself was one of the best technology institutes in India. Meeting and interacting with  the best innovative minds, experiencing the wonders of technology , exploring some different side of my friends and making some new friends were few of the most cherished and important things about this trip. We got familiar with the brightest minds of this country and got a chance to watch amazing competitions like micromouse and few other robotics events. We also explored the scenic IIT powai campus. My bonds with Amruta, Indu, Pallavi strengthened during this trip.
The Manali trek in the summer vacations after my board exams holds a special place in my heart. This was the longest vacation of my lifetime and this trek was the best part of it. This trek taught me many things. The most important being the group or team spirit. Right from staying in tents to crossing the Biyas river in the chilling cold, each and every memory related to this trek is full of adventure and thrill. It taught me how to mingle with people and stop being the usual shy myself. The train journey from Pune to Delhi was one of the most memorable journies I had till date. We never let the other passengers sleep for two days. I met many different personalities and also learnt how to accommodate in seriously crunch situations. I also got to visit some beautiful places and Manali is one of the places which I admire the most. I am mesmerised by the natural beauty of this place. I loved being very close to nature in these thirteen days.
The next one in the list have to be the nightouts at Maithili's place during our school days. The ARAI tekdi visit with the whole  group, dancing on some random bollywood songs at two in the night or just random talks and laughs with my best buddies, everything is very fresh in my mind as if it happened just few days ago. I still remember eating the apple pudding at twelve in the night and games of badminton at her place.

The rangpachami celebrations at Swapna's place had to be one of the best I ever had.It was super fun.

Our early morning Parvati visits during our summer vacations, those long study sessions with Rati, the only night out with Mugdha at my place, the long swimming sessions at our club followed by some awesome food at some restaurant, watching Bend It Like Beckham at my place with the whole gang are some of the best memories of my teenage. These little things in life make it worth living. I will write a separate post about my college life memories.

Smiles :)

I have been meeting quite a few people these days. I am fond of meeting new people and I always enjoy these experiences. I just try to think what impresses me most when I meet a person. And I immediately get the answer, its their smile :)

I have seen many smiles till date. The real ones, which come from the bottom of someone's heart, some are fake which try to cover up the real feelings, some are very genuine, some are very innocent, some are really infectious, some are enthusiastic, some are wicked, some are trustworthy, some are flirtatious, some are playful.

I met a lovely lady some days back. She must be approximately that of my mothers age. She was dressed in a simple saree. She was very beautiful for her age having flawless complexion. But the thing I distinctly remember about her is her lovely and warm smile.It was a reflection of her warm and pure heart. It created a positive vibe between us. The purpose for which we had met could have really created some awkward moments between us.But we could really have a meaningful conversation after it. And of course, the credit goes to her smile.

Another smile I remember is that of my little cousin. She is the naughtiest person around and the youngest one too.Each time  I ask her to give me a hug, she just gives me an innocent smile and runs away.Her naughty smile can make my day!

The one which I can never forget is that of my grandfather just the day before his sad demise. The smile had a sense of calm and satisfaction to it. He probably knew what was stored in future.

I have a friend whose eyes twinkle when she smiles. The joy she feels lights up her face. I could feel her joy on her wedding day, though her eyes were not twinkling that day. The others I remember are that on the farewell day of my friends,knowing that we won't meet so soon. Driving 15 kms in the hot sun was worth it for that smile. I also remember the one, which my visa interviewer gave me after rejecting my Visa. Her pretty smile surely had the pain that she felt after rejecting my Visa.

Today my colleague cum friend winked and smiled at me while she was counting the number of people in our team. I knew she had something in mind. Her smile told me everything.

When I try to remember my own, I distinctly remember the one which I had after meeting my cousin on Bombay airport. We were just six years old then. But I still remember the curiosity I had about her and of course the smile I had when she came running to hug me. Another ones that make me nostalgic are I had when I held my new born brother in my arms, when I first drove a car, when I got praised for my Pavbhaji which I had cooked for the first time, when I get praised by my manager, when I got my first pay check and the list goes on.

No doubt I adore anyone's smile more than anything else. They can transform a saddest moment into the happiest one. They can turn hatred into love. They bring the sense of positivity. A smile brings a sense of freshness and enthusiasm in the atmosphere. So I end this blog post with a big naughty smile, thinking of  the mischief I have in mind right now :)

The books that made an impact

I was never a book worm kind of person but then I like to read in my leisure time. I feel that I have a different taste.I am not the one who likes to read Harry Potter kind of books. I like the books with an emotional touch.
Here are few books which made an impact on me. They changed my perspective and shaped up my thought process.

We the living :  This is a book by Ayn Rand. The story takes place in the Soviet post revolutionary era. This book has the best characterization. I like the book only if I am able to relate to the characters. The strong central character that of Kira, is the USP of this book. Her journey from being a raw teenager to a strong independent woman has been captured very beautifully. It has a sense of reality to it. It is said to be a book based on Ayn's own life. The sacrifices done by Kira, are described very beautifully keeping her emotions alive.The expression of her sentiments through different incidents is one of the best I have ever read. The incident where Leo leaves her is one of those incidents which you can actually feel.I loved this novel, instead of being a tragic one. All the characters are layered and truly very expressive. The main protagonist - Leo has some gray shades but somewhere you feel that his behavior is fully justified. At the end, I ended up crying and everytime I read this book, I will end up crying every time.

The diary of a young girl : This is one of the books which I read when I was a teenager. Again having a background of world war two, this is a book which inspired me to write my diary and most probably my blog too. The emotions of a teenager are expressed in the most beautiful way in this book. Being a teenager, I was able to relate to it more I guess. The struggle of Frank's family to hide from Nazi government teaches you a lot of things. I realized the quality of life I have and the things I don't need to struggle for. It taught me to value the "freedom" I have. It also taught me to express my mind and heart without having any inhibitions. The amazing way in which this young girl has written her diary is commendable. I now understand many relationships in my life much better than before.

Coma: This book is a medical thriller by Robin Cook. Many people find it very ordinary. I read this book when I was dreaming of a medical career. Again the thing I liked the most is the strong and subtle characterization. The story keeps you hooked till the end. This is one of the best suspense thrillers I have read till date. It changes your perspective towards the most noble profession in this world and shows the other side of it. You can actually feel 'chills running down your spine'.

P.S. I Love You : Well this is a very emotional one. But I liked it again for it's gripping story and the subtle emotions. The journey of Holy from being a depressed, good for nothing girl to a independent free spirited girl touches your heart. And the fact that her lost love gives her this strength is the best thing about it. This novel has taught me to be strong in worst of the situations and look at the brighter side of life.


Little Women: This is story of four sisters and their struggle for the life. The most loved characters from this book have to be that of Joe and Lorrie. The story emphasizes the name 'Little Women' and you go through the lives of these little four sisters. You feel their joy, their sorrow, their insecurities and even their future plans. Your heart stops beating when Joe says 'No' to Lorrie. And you feel that her decision was the most wise one when you read the novel till its end.

Well, these are very few of them but are the ones most loved by me. I ll keep adding to the list.  :)

Changu Lake :)

I was bitten by the 'Travelling' bug for quite some time now. After visiting some awesome places across the world, I was craving to go to Darjeeling. The actual story was,I had gone to Manali after my 10th standard exams and my parents and my kid brother went to Darjeeling and Nepal. I was jealous basically.

So we finally planned it. :) We booked the flight tickets and the hotels.Our travel itinerary was ready. I was really excited. I was finally getting a break from my routine. I was waiting for the day.

We had a flight till Bagdogra and had booked a taxi for the next journey. We started our journey in the booked cab. The roads were dangerous indeed. The journey in the hilly region is one of scariest I ever had. We reached Gangtok somewhere around 8 in the night. The roads in the tiny city were too steep and the countryside was immensely beautiful. The native people were very lovely and warm. We immediately went to sleep after the long, tiring journey.

Next day, we were supposed to visit Changu lake and Nathula pass, a place very close to China border. But we were informed by our hotel manager that due to bad weather conditions, we won't be able to go till Nathula Pass. We were still excited.

Changu lake is a glacial lake in the East Sikkim, some 40 kilometres (25 mi) away from Gangtok at altitude of 3,780 m (12,400 ft). We started our journey in a Jeep with another family. I was sitting on the back seat and was enjoying the picturesque view through the window. But I never knew that this would indeed be the scariest journey of my life. I had visited Badrinath three years back. I thought it was the toughest journey but then it was not.

I was literally counting seconds during that journey from our hotel to Changu lake. I hate to admit this, but these are the only few hours in my life where I felt the fear for my life every second.Our vehicle driver was luckily a very skilled driver. The road was not a tar road. The visibility was almost zero because of the dense fog. And it started raining.
There was a time when we had to take a reverse for making way for a bus.The rear wheels of our jeep were on the edge of the valley.You need stability of  the mind to go through such situations. On our right side was the valley, rather we can call it 'death valley' . It was damn scary. And the worst part was that I was sitting on the right side. Hats off to the Jeep driver and I sincerely thank him for driving so carefully and skillfully to save our souls.

And then after this roller coaster journey, we finally reached the place. We had to rent jackets,boots, gloves and caps to protect ourselves from the chilly wind and cold. We were all decked up and ready for the next journey. We were either needed to rent a Yak or walk through the snow. The oxygen level was low.But we decided that we will walk.

It was one of the best experiences of my life time. After such a scary journey, it was indeed the best feeling in the world. It is a very divine and beautiful place. A lake surrounded with snow capped mountains was a unique sight. The lake is frozen in winter season. We started walking through the snow and soon tiny,fluffy white snow flakes started falling on us. It was the first snow fall I had experienced. The tiny white flakes were entangled in my hair, spread all over my face and I could feel the soft snow melting slowly. I don't have words to describe the feeling. All I can say that it is worth experiencing at least once in your life.

It teaches you to appreciate small beautiful things in this world.

The magic of a phone call

After learning the steps in the decision making process in the subject principles of management,  it was the time to actually apply them.
The objective was identified. The alternatives were also explored, which confused me more. But I had to reach some conclusion. What should I do in such a situation? Stay calm and composed and think as a third person. Consider all the situations, and ultimately make a wise decision being practical and not the usual sentimental fool.
I knew all the steps. But I was not able to interpret my impulsive, random emotions. I was very nervous. I pretended to be calm but I was not able to achieve the balance yet.
And all of a sudden, my phone rang. Just looking at it, I had a big smile on my face. My parents kept on asking me about the phone call but I didn't tell them anything. I just went outside and started my conversation. I had told my feelings to my friend in two words and it was enough. My friend straight away called me from Canada. I just poured my heart infront of my friend. I did not keep anything in my mind. We just kept on talking and talking.
This is one of the persons, with whom I share the awesome bond. We can share anything and everything with each other, literally anything and everything.  ;-)
So finally I felt really awesome after the fourty five minute long conversation. We laughed like crazy, and I felt we are really together with each other. I just remembered the old crazy days. I just forgot about the decision making too. :-P
This again strengthened my belief. `Friendship` is the best relationship in this world. It can simplify the most complex of the situations. The warmth and depth of this relationship is very unique. Noone can give you the unconditional love, trust, respect and space that a friend gives without expecting anything in return. It feels great when a friend makes you a priority. A friend is a person who can advice you without being partial. Friendship is the only relationship without any expectation.
 So atleast now, I am able to reach the conclusion for this post if not in my decision making process. Just talk to a friend in the most complex of the situations and you will find the solution easily. This is what I call the magic of a phone call.

Debugging my own thoughts

Sometimes you become the slaves of your own thoughts. You are not able to understand the complexity of them. You do some unsuccessful efforts to sort them. You need to be calm and composed for this. You try to control your own emotions but then you fail. At least in my case, I am not able to control my emotions at this point of time.
Then I feel, what if I was able to debug my own thoughts. Life would be so easy. By putting some break points, and adding some watches, I will be able to have a complete control on my thoughts and emotions.
While writing or debugging a code, we atleast know the output. But then at this point of time, I don't know where my thoughts want me to go. I wish, I was able to comment some of my thoughts, like the lines of code and achieve the output I want. I wish I could use a continue, and skip some of the thoughts. 
I am trying my best to reduce the complexity of them and unable to find the best possible way. Hopefully I will be able to achieve what I want.

From MH 12 CW 2570 to MH12 KW 4618

It's a long journey from my scooty pep to wego. It's almost nine years.
I still remember the day, when my dad purchased a scooty pep for me after I passed my 12th standard exams. I was a very shy girl who was even afraid of riding a bicycle on crowded Pune streets. But then I decided. I was very determined. Dad helped me a lot during my learning process. Hats off to him for that. After having my license I just decided and took my scooty to the over crowded J.M. Road.  And I was the happiest person in this world. I liked the ride and I was a successful rider. I felt like l just won a big battle.
That was just the beginning of an era. My scooty has given me happiness of riding in the night. It irritated me sometimes with flat tires. But she was a great support system, during my college as well as office days. I will always adore her as my first ride and I am emotionally attached to her.
But then, as it is more than eight years old  it was time to move on. She was giving me much trouble but then I was not complaining. She was my first love afterall. ;-)
I started looking for options. Dad enquired about various options. After asking few of my friends, I decided to buy Tvs Wego. We went to the showroom. We finalised a black one. I got the delivery on friday and it was a different joy altogether. It was my first prized possession afterall. And then, I went for a ride,a long ride. I bought a cake for my friend`s birthday and enjoyed my ride in the night with cool breeze teasing me.
It was an awesome experience and it changed my mood totally. I was totally charged up for the coming week.

Leaving the "American Dream" behind

It was way back in 2012. It all started with a whirlwind discussion. I was somehow not ready for it. But later I agreed. I went to Baroda for my TOEFL and the application procedure started. I was applying for MS in various universities in USA. I had to write SOP, visit my professors n number of times for the recommendation letters which I hated the most. I had to visit Pune university for the transcripts. The international courier service center at the prabhat road corner was like my second home. It was indeed a very long procedure involving lot of efforts and money. But doing it on my own was a different joy altogether.
It was all done. And then the worst part started, the waiting period.  I waited for almost a month. I used to keep on checking my login pages everyday for all the universities. And then, on 30 th
April 2012, finally I got an admit. It was a big relief after all. But alas, I didn't have my parents with me to share the joy. Then came another admit. I had applied for three and got two admits. I was the happiest person on this planet.
But the main part of the battle was yet to be won. I started communicating with my Graduate advisor and ordered my I 20 by express delivery. Kathleen or Candy, my Graduate advisor, is one of the warmest persons I have ever met. She always kept me motivated through her emails. In the mean time, the SJSU pune gang started meeting up for finalising various things. From sharing their VISA experiences to finalizing the roomies everything was done. We had gelled with each other and I made some real good friends like Sonia, Sagar, Shilpa,Anita, Akshay and Saurabh.
I booked my VISA appointment at Mumbai on 20 th June. I was scared by looking at the trend of rejecting the VISA for SJSU people. But then I still went ahead. I thoroughly prepared for all questions. My financial documents were strong. I had prepared by looking at all interview experiences I read on edulix. Everyone`s best wishes were with me and then the day arrived. I couldn't sleep the previous night. I went to BKC with my mum. It was raining. My mami had prepared some amazing breakfast for me.
After having it, I entered the consulate with my heart beating really fast. I had to sit for about half an hour. With small babies crying around and all the nervous atmosphere around I became more nervous. My token number was displayed and I was called for the interview. My interviewer was a black lady, she asked me few random questions and then gave me my passport back. With that was a slip saying that my Visa was rejected because I was not able to prove that I was a potential immigrant. I obviously had a heart break. But there were many people like me around.
It was a shock for my parents too. I immediately called few of my friends who had similar experiences and asked for their advice. I got a few advises and I finally decided to follow the most wise one. I booked my next appointment in Chennai. My parents decided to accompany me. We booked flight tickets and a hotel nearby the consulate. This time I was prepared for everything. I just went to consulate and sat waiting for my turn. It was amazingly hot in Chennai. This time my interviewer was a pretty american lady. She fired a round of questions and the result atlast was the same. I was much calmer than last time. I came out of the consulate and asked my parents to be calm. We visited Marina beach, did some shopping and flied back to Pune.
After reaching Pune and relaxing for some time, I decided something. I will quit this. Pursuing MS was indeed my dream but now I had decided to give up. Indeed, I was forced by my luck to give up my dream. But I always have a feeling that whatever happens, happens for a reason. I had better things in store for me. I joined MBA at SCIT and I am learning some amazing things there. I met some very good and genuine people here. And now I really feel that whatever happens, seriously happens for a reason.  :-)

Discovering myself..

The title of the post gives you brief idea of the thoughts going on in my mind at this time. What am I and what I want to do with my life? Being a 26 year old I am supposed to have the clarity of thoughts but sometimes I feel I am still confused..

Its more than a month, my beloved Aaji passed away and it just made me think about her journey. Being a selfless teacher for deaf and dumb people, her life is truly an inspiration for all of us. After meeting her students who are now able to communicate with all normal persons, who are earning a living on their own, I just realized the worth of her life. In a span of 88 years, she has changed so many lives.

Coming from a family where most people are in professions such as medical profession and teaching profession, I realize sometimes what do I give back to this society through my profession. As a software professional what do I do for others? Is this what I want to do in my life?

Right from wearing that professional attitude to talking in polished and fluent English to my manager in United States of America, these are not the things I really want to do. I also want to do work that will go beyond earning money and rising up in the career. And now I slowly feel that I really know what I want from my life and what I really want to do in my life.  I have really started discovering myself...