The Balancing Act

I am really sorry here that I am going against a rule set by myself that I would not talk about my worklife here, but what to do??? certain things are forcing me to rant full force on my ‘ privilege page ‘ (my blog). So beware of full on rant before anyone ventures out to read it. On Friday we moved to our new 100 crore , sprawling 9 floor tower ,newly set up and build by our own Engineers in the NCR region. When the tower was inaugurated I felt more proud than my Chairman himself because when I joined this company it had 80 odd people and a small , rented office with a capacity to seat that many people only. Slowly but steadily things started moving, then the slow pace was left behind , much behind and we were on a roller coaster ride , purely upwards on a growth so vigorous that we were there almost on all the floors of the 12 storied commercial building in a short while. Sorry I digress, this was not the growth story of my Company, this was a rant, err. is a rant. From the day I s...

Gratitude I was walking barefoot along the river, Pebbles criss crossed my path. The river was a colour of light milky tea, The grass on the river bank was damp. I sat on the damp grass looking at a lone boat, Silhouetted against the moonlight It stirred in me the desire to slowly drown myself, Into the cold caressing water, the depth of the river sent ripples of fear in me. I slowly stood up and smelled the lilies blooming near Clutching on to myself I walked back, To the wooden desk with a candle lit, My hands intertwined, moonlight crept in and I prayed For letting me feel the pebbles under my feet, For the damp grass and the moonlight, For the cold and inviting water, For four little hands and a strong shoulder For my whole life and for whom I strive I prayed With teary eyes full of faith and gratitude