What does it feel like being Numero Uno !

When Liverpool beat chelsea in the EPA league, When Sampras beat Agassi in a 5-6 hour marathon American open, When Australia beat Sri Lanka in a long awaited boring world cup cricket 2007 finals, Awesome was the small word. Vintage was just speculative. Annihilation was what it was. Team effort was how it was. In Cricket, this was a true display of complete professionalism and absolute aura with which Australia ran over the international teams, making the others look so pedestrian. A team which did not have any “Big” names, a team which just lost 5 back to back matches, a team which the entire cricketing fraternity did not much like purely because of their ability to win, this was the same team which bulldozed the rest and the people who ‘shamelessly’ wagged their tongue once too long had nothing but to bite the dust and eat back whatever they said.

I had so much of belief that this was the team which challenged and consistently won the battle ever so successfully without many problems. Sometimes, we have to forcefully relate our performance in whatever we do against such teams. That is the learning in true sense. The humility and confidence driven arrogance makes this team completely unbeatable and they are in an unassailable position. I, remember how much Mohammed Ali had an influence on the boxing ring. The rule of the game was simple : pummel the opponet hard and bloody and the guy standing amidst the power punches is the victor. But Ali, had a very strange impact on the proponents. Whenever the referee used to say the rule of the game (as a mere formality) with the two boxers adjacent to one another ever so eager to have a bite at the other, but when it came to Ali, the champ would always say how he was going to destroy the opponent, how he was going to go for a knock out and how much eager he was to get going. Imagine, you keep hearing to this constant gibes that is even before the game started. Nerve wrecking is’nt it. That was why Ali was the “World’s Greatest” and rightly so R Kelly sang and dedicated the song to Ali.That to me is the greatest highpoint for a real champ. It is the champ who always makes it so sure and proves to the world why they are the greatest. The resilience, the ability, the intent to face the adversity on the face combined together with the mental strength is the recipe of success, which is applicable to all walks of life and work. This is how the current Australian team is made up of. Strong men, different personalities but one goal – Intend to succeed.

In that high and positive note am signing off.

The Initial cross over

Well, now that I am home, going to work was something that surely was something that I never had in the top of the priority list but there are a few things in life which we cannot run away from. So I had to show up to work and as strange as it could be I had a very funny feeling when I stepped into the same building where I was working a few years back. New people, new policies and everything new were how I will say things were from the start. Slowly, by about 11:00 I came over and met the team which had been working remote – they were the people whom I did not even know how they looked. The mails were how I could relate to how they looked. The place looked alien to me, the work looked alien to me, the food, the climate and everything surrounding every single thing appeared so darn alien.

The initial few days were the most trying ones for me and not once I had a thought on whether I made a correct decision at all to move back. Such was the state of mind. It was nerve wracking and almost very very emotional for the fact that I used to get mails from the folks in US every other day, to top it I was just not able to relate myself and people were generally more hostile to start with. With the passage of time, things are starting to smoothen a bit and I am getting the grip of things to an extend such that I am also fiercely competing with other for seats in the bus(I still remember how I stood away thinking it was a line and how much I was fooled to see a women storm push me only to comfortably sit and travel), am slowly getting to the desi walks of life in style.

There are a few things in mind currently and until that works in my favor sooner than later I will not begin to lament if my decision to move back to India was a smart one or not. I am an eternal optimist and I will work my way. Until then in that note, varta :-)

Vacations ,Nice times and smart thinking.

Is'nt this what we always want - Vacations. And yes I took a week off before I moved to India. And as it could be it was just perfect. The week off was just what the doctor ordered. I flew there and it was a family grouping as well and it started on a good note and ended on a good note. So much so that I got busy soon after that trip and I was reminded by a fellow blogger that I was missing action for a while :)

So all I did was to chronologically add in the entries and back date the time. Am I smart and revolutionary in thinking and yes who said we cannot change time. Ouch ! Bad joke. On that note I hope to be on the base and will do the duties regularly.