Sometimes you just need to be selfish and take care of you. If they love you they’ll understand.
Robert Tew
End of the Line -VVE
I cry.
I cried last week as I was speaking with the reminiscing scent of the old shit-holes, the dark hardships,.. those ugly shit-storms I went through at a very early age.
Purely, purely driven by the hunger for a better life.
I wasn’t a big-shot in grades.
I wasn’t a perfect son. Don’t know if I was a good-enough brother.
But I for sure was selfish. I wanted to become the best version of myself in my own eyes. I cared less about the rest.
I still do.
For nothing came to me on a silver platter.
Not ever. Not today. Not anything. Not anytime.
Those small decisions I had made in my tiny brain since I was barely 15 years of age.
Those evident but unbeknownst mistakes I walked into because I had nobody teaching me shits.
My parents and guardians were busy putting off the fire that I had ignited (every now and then) . They never, never asked why I created one in the first place. I wish i was wise enough to ask the question myself.
Those pressing moments of deprivation, confusions, the feeling of being imposter albeit my resolve to do my best.
Those late night and early morning prayers I had started after the earthquake of April, 2015.
Those judgmental eyes for my inadequacies.
Those helping hands right just when I needed them.
In all sincerity, only if it were not for the books I picked by pure accident. If it were not for conversation with one-or-two genuinely good souls and finding out more about people I ought to listen to, or read from and follow through; I don’t know what would’ve been of me or the trajectory of my life –Whatever it means.
At your absolute best, you still won’t be good enough for the wrong person. At your worst, you’ll still be worth it to the right person.
~ Karen Salmansohn
Allman Brown & Liz Lawrence – Sons and Daughters
On September 5, 2024, I had a second round interview with Bank of America team at 9AM PDT. I didn’t sleep well the night before and I very well knew I could easily mess up the interview if I didn’t get my shit together.
It has become sort of a ritual for me to do these weird things. For cherry on top I took this mediocre photograph from the terrace of the apartment as I went there to get some sunlight before the interview started.
Later that day in the evening, Tessa called me and told me that Bank of America team have offered me a position.
This was … this really was indeed a humongous relief Post June 26, 2024. That day was the last day I had a job to wake up to.
Now whatever happened between June 26 and September 5, 2024, every day was painful.
Everyday was a lesson.
Objectively speaking albeit in generic sense, I did lose the ‘me’ at some-point during that timeline.
And, I was afraid I will never find that mojo I thought I had.
It would be ridiculous of me to not share the fact that my girlfriend is why I found the ‘me’. She is the reason why I was still able to keep up with that lost ‘me’ hanging by a mere thread if not for her abundant love.
I didn’t even write the Musicpervs post last week. Couldn’t gather myself. Couldn’t think straight.
That was out of my hand to have an offer in-hand before the contract ended.
It was out of my hand that the contract was ending.
But It was in my hand to give my parents, my sister — their deserved graduation day.
I stole their moments away from them.
Mum cried because I think she felt I was going through a lot and I am missing on one of the most important moments of my life.
In my mind.
Yes, I really worked hard for my Masters program. Sleepless nights. Stressful classes. Anxiety triggering exams and the preparations. The Projects. Presentations. Meditations. That Joker’s bathroom dance music I used to listen to every time when I had to show up for the exam. All of it! I lived through them, I suffered through them.
Framing them in mere handful moments does not essentially encapsulate everything. Does it really?
In my mind.
Hard work is never ending.
Hard work is the process.
Hard work is the way of life.
Hard work is personal.
In my mind.
I’ll hurt myself more by celebrating my past at expense of my future.
In my mind, I wanted to keep my promise that I made to myself that unless I have an offer in hand before the graduation I won’t attend!
I utterly feel selfish for stealing my family’s thunder; their moment and I did admit it to my mom.
There’s so much going on in my life. I don’t even know where to begin.
And in this chaos, it feels getting off of social media grid (especially facebook and instagram) is one of the best thing I have done for myself to really try to organize my life around priorities that are priorities indeed.
I still have to work on my ‘X’ and ‘Chess’ consumption though.
Dakota over the phone exclaimed with deep sigh, “Patience, Bijay!”
Dakota is my Point-of-contact recruiter from my current consulting company Mitchell Martin Inc. He’s working around getting interviews based off of my profile as my contract with Bank of America is coming to an end.
On the side, and after a long gap, I’ve been preparing for the interviews that are about to come my way. I really hope I get them. I crack them. I suffer-enjoy through them while I fall in love with the process. I hope I get the job I always wanted. Patience!
They say the Job market these days is dry. I hope they’re wrong … although it seems like so. That’s why ‘Patience’.
Despite.
As Naval Ravikant rightly said, “Impatient with action, patient with results.”
Let’s be impatient the right way for the right reason.
If you’re in the woods and don’t know where to go, start walking.
Jocko Willink
Blending Colors – Take The Road
I’m starting to believe.
Perhaps the only guarantor of remotely having a life of freedom (whatever that means to you) is to be absolutely disciplined. And mistake not, it’s a journey; it’s a way of life; it’s not a summit; it’s not a destination; it’s a goal in-pursuit.
This week, in the last two days alone for the first time in almost a year plus, I’ve been able to finish listening to two podcast episode consecutively.
The reason why I’m telling you all these stuff is because what I have learned from many of my mentors like the two above, or let’s say the common denominators that all my mentors who’ve done well for themselves and the human community in general have committed and have structured their life around ‘Discipline’.
Which is why for the same reason :-
I want us to embrace, embody and materialize it.
I want us to leverage the potential energy ‘Discipline’ withholds like nectar inside the flowers, like flames on the stones.
Better late than never, I want us to board that spaceship ‘immediately’.
I will slip. We will slip every once in a while but I will persevere; We shall persevere…
Let’s establish or to the least — try to substantiate Discipline as our identity.
Let’s explore together whatever follows, wherever it takes us.
Roughly 90+% of things we do are mundane. Make most out of that 10% of the real, non-trivial deals.
~Musicpervs
Aerosmith – Dream On
Last Saturday was my 2nd Zumba session.
Never in my life I have imagined myself attending these classes and enjoy the embarrassment of dancing cluelessly with handful of zumba disciples.
Today I passed my California’s Drivers’ License Knowledge Test.
Took 305 github DMV quizes. Couple of flashcards here and there. It took me 6-8 hours of actual grinding but that within a span of 3-4 months. Basically, I was procrastinating.
Nonetheless, I had to show up for the test and for a change of experience, unlike in IOWA, I took an online Knowledge test this time. It was nerve wrecking for sure and 38 out of 46 questions need good answers.