You think maybe they were right all along and it scares you

 People who are not able to get a job end up teaching. You should always have a plan B. With time you will lose interest and would want something stable. You just have to accept things the way they are. There is no way to do it.

Just some of the stereotype thinking I grew around and I always made a point to strongly oppose it and make my way. though. But as I carry on with the journey of life at times I wonder were they right? Should I just follow the normal path which is already carved out? Is the pain of creating your own path worth it?

They say you keep learning from your mistakes. True, but every once in a while you need a win no matter how small.

2020 has been a rough year. Keeping it all bottled up has not been working out much so just turning to blogging as an escape. 

Just putting our random thoughts to clear my mind. A friend of mine whom I admire a lot recently posted a quote. I went something like. 

"When I used to bring chocolate at home my dog used to jump up and down excited to eat the chocolate. But I couldn't give it to him. Chocolate is bad for dogs. It made him sad but I knew it was for his own good. In this time with all that's happening in life I hope the universe is saying I have a plan it's for your own good just hang in there" 

I truly hope it does...

Planning on flexing the tech muscles on the forgotten blog

I just remembered that I made a blog a few years back to write all the techie articles. sadly, the blog seems to be having just a post a year!

At least this year got its post at the right time :)
On a more serious note, I'm considering of writing such articles more often, just because it's fun and I hope it inspires someone out there to bring out the techie in them to create great products.

Here's a link to the blog - https://techiespaceblog.blogspot.com

Magic does exist...

It's in every line of code you write
Every note of guitar you strike
Every stroke of brush you paint
Every stamp you quaint

Magic does exist

It's in every heart that beats
Every soul that tweets
It's in the kiss your lips steal
In every idea you make real

In the words you write
In the evenings under starlight

Magic does exist

Everybody gets paid

At dining table

“What do you get out of volunteering?”, he asked. Well, I’d get a certificate for my resume, I replied because that’s what he wanted to hear. He asked no further. Would i do it even if i didn’t get a certificate? Definitely.

At the school

“Is it a paid internship?” No. “Dude why are you doing it! Quit. You’ll get a better-paid internship if you work in xyz”

At work

“Okay team, we have to the work finished by today. We have to the prototype in 2 days.” (Hope they pay us for overtime, Mark mumbled.)

Every person is paid for what they do. A volunteer is paid with the satisfaction and pride of bringing about a change. An intern is paid with experience. A self-made pianist is paid with dopamine which floods him every time he perfects a melody.

The Only One He Ever Feared

Why do i love my JEE teachers of all the teachers i ever had? I wasn't the brightest mind in the class, didn't understand every word they said, even then, i have great respect for them as teachers. Why is that so? What differentiates them from the other teachers i had.
I think the probable reasons might be:

• They had already accomplished what i was aspiring for. I believed in them because i knew they had done it.
• They knew what they were talking about and had a deep understanding of their subject. Well some of them looked passionate towards their subjects, others didn't show much enthu, but in either case, they were good at what they did.
• Friendly, Cool and Chill.
• It might be because the syllabus was designed ingeniously or they just didn't mind going off topic - you take any problem(kind of) to them, they didn't say, 'It's out of syllabus'.

The sad part is i'm starting to believe what my mother always said about teachers - 'They landed up in the job because they weren't good enough for real jobs'. Even Sheldon thinks the same.

Even if a person finds his passion for teaching, to be a successful and inspiring teacher, he/she needs to be really good and it. He/She needs to understand the field as far as possible and also design and use techniques to convey the beauty of their art. Imagine you were taught maths by 3Blue1Brown while growing up. I bet you'd love Math more than your girlfriend. A teacher has the power to change the lives of their students and that could just cause a chain reaction that could change the world.

Suddenly you realise you are becoming an extrovert and you don't like it.

ConFusED

It's not easy when your mind fights with itself. Fragments of your past attacking your future, fogging your vision. It's so easy when you don't question. When you just do it because someone you care about said it's important. That it will pay off in the long run. You never questioned, never tried to drill down. But a time came when there was no someone. You were on your own. Still, there were voices leading you. Voices of fear, __, carving your way.

You know what they said is not wrong, but it's just not you. You don't wanna play it safe. You know what to do, but you are too afraid to lose. Drew's not helping either. He's just kept busy by the voices and when they fade for some time, he's happy. Gun pushes him to go after what he really wanted. He even takes the first few steps for the long ladder, but the voices are back again, dragging him down into the heard and the gravity of gear keeps him there.

Will he ever be brave enough to let go of the voices, will he be brave enough to find the whisper hidden in the heard or up the ladder saying come-on do it. Will be brave enough...?