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Easy to Give Up, Hard to Continue

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Being in no target oriented job, I never realise what it means to achieve sales figure or target. A recent entry to sales make me realise that it's is indeed a big achievement to get closer to your target. Being non sales person, I don't take pressure of achieving target or getting prospective customers. I see people around me and I see people struggling hard to get prospects and business. 
1 week went - no prospect, 2 weeks went - no prospect. 1 month went - no prospect. Suddenly we are hit with the fact that it's not working. Am I doing something wrong? Am I not sounding good? Am I calling wrong people? We keep on wondering what is the thing which we are doing wrong that we can improve it and get prospective customers. We consult, we talk, we do research, we study, we do everything possible and still 1 week went - no prospect. 
Nothing happens. No increase in numbers, no positive outcome.. This leads to conclusion that we are not good. We should give up. It's not your …

Lost a way in Pretending

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The way we act, things we like, things we do, our wants, our need.. is it what we are? or is it made by the person who we are pretending to be? You must be thinking, I am not pretending, it is who i am. But when you look back on things you did or way you behaved, it is all part of pretending to be ‘you’. When we were kids, our parents told us to play less and study more and we pretended to do so for our parent’s sake. I am not saying it’s wrong but we did because someone told us to do so. And now we are here pretending to be perfect kid to parent, perfect partner to your loved one, perfect parent for your children. We are in constant race of being perfect and in that race we start pretending to be who we are, when in reality we are nowhere close to be who we are.

We are always in search of happiness, success or just people. This search makes us empty inside and to fill this emptiness we take up something else. We chase money and end up being in job which we don’t like but in the end w…

Live and Let Others Live

Sometime in life you meet people who don't live their own life and don't let you live yours. Constant nagging, constant cribbing and constant mental torture will obviously physic anyone.

We live our life thinking others can't affect us. We are in the illusion that our life is controlled by us. The truth is that our life is never in our hand. We try to be happy, we try to reach the top and their are these factor, people who will pull you down again and again. These people can be your friends, your cousins or your parents. They will purposely or unconsciously will lead to your failure.

You try to concentrate and focus on what you want but you keep on falling down. Your confidence and self respect is low. You doubt your capabilities. You perform bad because of the influence of these people.

Then I thought, why? Why these people don't want me to see happy or achieve something? Why they want me to fail? Is it because they expect others things from you? Or they want you to …

So called Adjustment

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It is said that Indians are born to adjust. Adjust with the infrastructure, adjust with polluted air, adjust with crowded cities, adjust with corrupted policies and what not. But does this mean we adjust to each and everything? Does this mean we forget who or what we are and just do what others what?

From childhood I hated the fact that I took birth as a girl. Since I was kid I saw girls sacrificing their career, life, hobbies all because of others. Being the girl they were given the burden of the family. Women’s were treated as if the whole world is not their shoulder and they don’t have time for themselves as they were too caught with others. I always wanted to be boy not just because they didn’t had the household responsibility on their shoulder but for the only fact that they had freedom to do what they wanted from their life. As I grew up I kept on wondering why such difference is. Why boy can do what they want and girls have to seek permission? I remember I used to fight with my …