What holds us back?

What holds us back?
I still wonder, All we have is false notions and they never change with changing times either. All we want is to keep it to ourselves; Be it the agony, the sadness or our happiness.
The smile doesn’t cost us and still it takes a hundred difficulties to have one.
Its good that you don’t think and Its bad that I do. The distinction between us is I am a flowing river and You are not.
There goes my sadness, my pain ,my anguish , my loneliness.

What holds us back ?
What holds us back is our feebleness because we have endless list of ifs and buts.

What holds us back is us?

Heaven!

Have you ever felt the same.
Wearing a fresh washed underpants
after a span of three/more days.
It feels like "Heaven"

Life!

I was shopping and I read this sign.
"No trials and no returns accepted on underpants"

My preconceived notion got me whacked.

It was any other morning but I decide not to go to school by bus but go later, my classes were in afternoon. When I am not running to get ready in the morning despite of getting up early then my roommates now roommate. I did love to sip a cup or two of tea. So I hopped into school bus to get down at a near by hotel . I sipped my tea and asked what are they serving in breakfast? the owner was responding to my query. He mentioned a list of items and dosa it was for me . I asked him are they hot, like any other day query. He spoke two languages. One Hindi and English followed later. Do you think are they two days old [in hindi] , you are too young [in English] , and stuff which I am not able to recall . My face was blank and all I kept saying uncle don’t get angry [ in hindi].The fact is one could see the person making dosas , since it was sort of open kitchen , one could do so by making oneself bit uncomfortable and stretch one’s neck like a giraffe. We usually have our breakfast outside our school, a small hotel . Since they open up early and keep all the stuff ready to serve immediately , so I the first question I ask is what is hot ? they may say parota/Aapam/dosa /poota. Depending what is hot , I order my breakfast. There is difference in my approach . The first thing I do in the latter place is sake up the person literally who serve me breakfast and tea. Next time I might try to touch this tough guy will a good belly and may be in coming times try to sake him up complete. Alas ! my preconceived notion got we whacked, but it was not that bad either.
Now I don’t dare to ask this guy whats hot ! He seemed hotter then the breakfast he serves.

The changes I have undergone doing an MBA/PGDM

1. I bath, brush and shave everyday.

2. I have become more receptive to criticism.

3. Every single situation is an opportunity to me.

4. I have started eating my own words and hiding my two horns [ego, good or bad depends ] behind the curtain.

5. I am no more shy to ask for help/ opinion from any one to everyone.

6. To doze off when experts use Power point to facilitate a subject

7. Pray every single day to get a good package. [effect of recession/slow down in economy]

8. Networking is something I am trying to get good at .

9. Having acquaintance with professionals from different industries.

10. Asking myself everyday why should I be hired for hefty/good package by an employer?

11 To think about various business models, how they function? how they make profits? etc…

12. To use a lap top, to send an sms, to use a debit card, to be patient and cool as cucumber despite of reminders, when people don’t respond.

13. To channelize and dispose of my frustration through the vent of writing, it keeps me going.

14. Last but not the least, to apply deo everyday.