Opportunity Knocks Once - Make use of your opportunity!!!

Hello, I came across this story, felt really inspiring to me, so thought of sharing to you.

Once there was a rich Old Man in a village. He had an only daughter and was about to look out for finding a right partner for her. As he was growing old and wanted to see her daughter getting married and hand over all his possessions to a right bride. He started off with his mission, to call out all young people in his village, and gave them an open Challenge, for marrying his daughter.

Many youngsters in the village were very excited to hear about the challenge and tried their level best to get shortlisted for the challenge. Finally, after lot of scrutiny, one courageous young guy had passed all the challenge and finally was called for the Final Challenge. So his final chance to beat the Challenge for taking his daughter as his wife and to take hold of all his possession, is to catch hold of buffalo tail, when he finds it. Quite Simple is it? Let see what happened?

The day as come, where the guy needs to complete and complete his challenge. The Rich Old man greeted the guy and told him the instructions for him to listen carefully. Rule 1: He will have three chances to complete this challenge, Rule 2: There will be 3 Buffalos will be released one by one & Rule 3: he needs to sit on top of the buffalo and catch its tail. The guy was very energized and felt it is very easy to win this challenge and eagerly waited for the first door to open.

All eyes in the villages are keen on the young guy & looking keen to see if he can win this challenge. Time has come, the first door had opened, and the guy was eagerly waiting to face his first chance to complete his challenge, here comes a Buffalo with more than 100 tons of weight and going near its highly impossible, within a fraction of second, the buffalo went passing him. He was quite disappointed, and he thought he has two more chances to win the challenge. The Door opened again, here comes the second one, which is bigger than the earlier and it was 1000 tons of weight and it passed by within a fraction of second.

The Old Man asked, my Son you have missed two chances, what’s your stand?  Young man replied, I have one more Chance, let me face it!! All eyes were again on him, and eagerly looking, whether he can win the challenge in the last chance. Young man was also keen to look forward the third door to open, and he said to himself, what come may, I will dare to lose my life to win this challenge. The third door opened & his eyes was on the door, finally his last chance, the third buffalo was out and he can’t believe his eyes, it’s totally different unlike the other two, very skinny and he ran with all his might, jumped on top of the buffalo and saw behind, the buffalo had no TAIL.

Friends, the young man thought he had three chances, so he missed all two chances and felt he will make use of the final chance to win the challenge. But who knows, the third chance might not be the one, which will help him to win. So don’t miss your opportunity and remember as the old proverb says, Opportunity knocks once. Make use of the opportunity given and show your best!!

you loose hope, you loose the war!

Of late, I have resumed my Gym activities – yet again, for the umpteenth time. And yet again, I promised myself to use the Gym for the entire tenure I have paid for. I just hope my lapses in Gym Schedule don’t happen – yet again :p At least for now, I am regular and trying to forget the satisfying pain in my muscles, with the hope that I will attain the coveted title – of a fit person.

Today however, my experience was a little different – similar to Buddha attaining enlightenment under the Bodhi Tree, only my Bodhi Tree was a machine where in I could exercise my legs with considerable pressure :p (For the Gym freaks – it was the Leg Curl Machine, with 70 pounds pegged for weights). As I was resting, in between my repetitions at the machine; I was glad and secretly very proud that I was able to pull in the weights, albeit my legs were complaining loud enough to dispel any proud feelings ;) But it was a rare moment of insight – I was surprised to discover that it was me myself who pushed my body to pain, and yet I was very happy about the outcome. (though the results apart from the pain in my legs is yet to show up)

I realised that we are our own rivals when it comes to progress – we are scared of the journey; scared of the pain; scared of the hardships we will have to endure to achieve the goal we want. The journey will be definitely be long, and the path definitely murky. On top of which, we will have to push ourselves to that pain. Nobody else can make us do it. Ofcourse, the gym trainer will come and direct me to increasing the weights, and ofcourse, I could just ignore him and take the easy way out. The result? I lose. Perhaps that is the key take away – We need to push ourselves to achieve greater success, and along the way take any corollary pain in our stride and keep our eyes on the goal.

Yes, it would be tough to forget the pain and be focussed only on the goals. But guess what, life also allows us to have little joys in life along the way – only we need to recognise them. Trust me, nothing beats the “happy hormones” after an excruciating work out. But to keep going at it, everyday, every minute inspiring yourself – that is completely a different story. You lose focus, you lose hope, you lose the war. The gym still gets the money and you earn yourself only some regret.

Just like somebody status on Whatsapp read today – “There are two types of players in the world. The ones who  keep their nerves in control and win…and those who don’t”

I hope I find the encouragement in me to push myself to the gym tomorrow too. Fingers X. :D

FROST AND FIRE: RELATIONSHIPS THAT WORK

Workplace relationships often swing between frost and fire. Some days your boss may be on fire. He ignites fire, not so much within the hearts of his followers, but behind them.  He drives his people on the tenterhooks of task:  very much like a ring master drives wild animals in a circus into robotic submission. When pushed in this manner, day after day, the relationship between boss and subordinate turns frosty. Finally, when people leave an organization, they don’t leave a building, they leave an icy relationship with their bosses.

A theory of organization behaviour divides behaviour of leaders into two poles: task and relationships. A boss can be largely task focussed or relationship focussed depending on his operating style. However, when building enduring relationships itself becomes the task, bosses are often found wanting. Even a ‘good morning’ sounds like ‘good MOURNING’ as the boss greets the subordinate. The face of the boss droops like Maggi’s noodles as he proceeds to do a post-mortem of the subordinate's work.  When relationships at work get frozen in such defensive behaviour, the future of work is governed by past habits and predictable pattern. You sit in most corporate meetings only to realize that ninety nine percent of the conversations are not about the future, but about the past.

Relating is like melting of ice. Frozen ice isn’t about the future. Frozen ice is about the past. Think of stagnant water that is frosted in the form of ice cubes. It may remind you of freezing of life energy in the mould of relationships. Relating is like free and fresh flowing water. Relationships are like hardening of water into stale ice cubes. Relationships preserve the past. Relating brings you to the present. You may find yourself relating to the world as a parent, spouse, employee, boss, manager, guru, gangster, labour, lover –all of these are conditioning of the past. They are roles that you have settled into from patterns repeated in the past. The structures of static relationships must be broken by dynamic relating. Relating enlivens the present. Now, think of a cube of ice melting in a glass of water. The ice melts away leaving no trace of its form. The only trace is the soothing of the water into a refreshingly cool drink. For many of us at work and at home, ice has entered our hearts. Our relationships have turned frosty. Let’s transform relationships into the art and practice of relating. Let’s melt a little.

On a visit to the Silicon Valley I was chatting with one of the top ten wealth creators of India during the dot com revolution. The man was a multi-billionaire. He was speaking rather earnestly about his relationships while his glass of beverage kept clinking with rolling ice cubes. Our billionaire was saying, “I am like a juggler at home and work: juggling finance, family, friends, customers and cash. All these different aspects of my life are like juggling balls. All the balls are made of rubber except one. The one ball that is made of crystal in the ball of relationships. If you drop the rubber balls, they will bounce back. However, if you ever drop the ball of crystal, your relationship crashes for ever.” Dropping the last cube on his drink from the ice box: he repeated again ‘never drop that crystal ball.’ Think of a relationship as a crystal ball and relating as the dynamic movement of the ball. When the movement of relating stops, the relationship crashes or just turns frosty. When is it that you last held the hand of your father or told your domestic help that she deserves a raise for doing her job well?

How do you really relate to a co-worker or a colleague? You cannot relate when you are frozen in your own autobiography. A stuck relationship is like two hardened ice blocks trying to merge with each other. They will collide and knock each other down to pieces. But when the rigid boundaries around the ice blocks begin to melt (sometimes a cup of coffee or a little bit of wine may help!) relating starts. Ice cannot merge with ice but molten ice can merge with molten ice.

In the workplace we often come into collision course based on role boundaries. One has to remember that we just ‘play’ a role. We are not the role. When there is a role conflict we have to learn to play slightly differently. The boss gets into the subordinates' shoes and begins to play the subordinate’s part for a while. He immediately realizes what the subordinate goes through when he gets a confused instruction or an unjustified tongue lashing. Only when we are in the play mode can we switch roles with effortless ease. True relationships take shape when there is no ‘me’. When there is no ‘me’, there is no ‘other’. When there is no centre, there is no circumference. In this, me and the other melts into the expanding circle of relating. Can we all just melt a little?