Optimism

Optimism is a way of life, like a virtue.
We have the option to live like a scared lamb, worried and pessimist about everything, or live like a radical optimist.

The world is falling apart.
Our media keeps reminding us how miserable the world is.
We can keep living in fear or worry.

There is another breed of a radical optimist.
They see the world through a different lens, where positivity trumps negativity.

Our time on this planet is limited: the choice is ours to live a life like a lamb or roaring tiger.

cure

What is the cure for your crib, complain and itch? In all instances, it is about you taking the challenge. It is about going against all the odds and fixing things your way.

We can die complaining about our relationships, work environment, or nth world problems. Most of the time does not focus on the solution or cure.

Elevate

A high-growth startup is about shipping things quickly, iterating, and building multiple product lines. They end up hiring senior talents and paying above-market salaries. That’s how VC money gets burnt.

A young, fresh-out-of-college kid continues being a fresher because the top dogs are leaving and joining. The growth is limited, and not all complaint about it as less responsibility and a lot of money.

There is a crazy bunch who would like to take more responsibility and lead from the front and should be elevated and given responsibility.

divide

The Internet has shrunk the divide.
We are all in equilibrium.
The information, knowledge, or content are all available on a single pipe.

It does not matter which part of the world you are in, the US, Africa or remote India. We all have the same data pipe.

It’s on us how to consume and make best of the information. In short, most of our time will be in curation and our focused approach to attain the knowledge.

Good

There are bad people in this world. But we also have equal and more good people around. So don’t worry or be in pain with interpersonal relationships or services.

I am in Hyderabad airport, and my flight got canceled. The other passengers are fighting for a refund and whatnot.

I just requested and boarded a flight to the nearest airport. It’s not ideal, closest to the best.

I could have been furious and fought, but I was calm and desperately wanted to be with my parents today.

Later in the day, someone reached out to me over LinkedIn, connecting me to his friend, who could be our potential customers.

At the airport lounge, the staff was clueless and delayed the order. I could have fought with them too.

It is small 12 hours of the day so far. What more at the store, God knows.

Update: I landed safely and am with my parents.

Projection

We are a projection of our thoughts and consciousness in philosopher’s terms.

I think there should be a revamp in the definition. We have become a projection of whatever gives us attention.

We are no more living with consciousness. Our thoughts are dead, and we are lab rats of technology.

nice

What is the price we pay for being nice all the time? Why do we let others take credit for our work? Is it because we are too nice to fight for ourselves or scared of losing company?

Do people take us for a ride because we are too nice?

Is there not a thin line between being nice and letting others run over you?

I am not sure if others see our niceness as our weakness.

ban

Our monkey mind does what we are told not to do. All things banned makes us experiment with them even more. It becomes like some guarded secret, and we would crave to unlock it.

Is banning something good or bad? Is reminding a child what they should not do good?

Instead of telling us what we should not do, tell us why we should not do it and explain logically.

It will make more sense.

Regrets

Regrets are not medals or battle scars. It’s a byproduct of our response to adversities and situations in life. In the end, the choice is ours. We can die keeping regrets close to our chests or move on in life accepting them.

Our life on this planet is limited. There are some situations when things are not in our control. We have to accept fate and make peace with it.

In the end, we are no god. We make mistakes.