Dear Dad…

This Saturday morning when I came home after the overnight journey I was afraid that you will be angry upon getting to know that I had quit my job. I still remember how happy you were when I told you that I got selected in campus placements with the third largest IT service company in the world and was among the few people who got selected in the first ever in – campus placements held in the history of the college. I also remember that how lucky I was to get placed as I had only 59.95% at the time of placement.

You were happy to let everyone know that your son had finally become a SOFTWARE ENGINEER in a Multi National Company.  And now you won’t even have to answer to those who looked down on me because I was not selected for Army or didn’t secure a good rank in CET. You had to pour your whole life savings and part of Provident Fund to pay for my tuition fee. I can still remember when you used to run around to arrange those 1,25,000 Rupees for my fee. And how securely and tightly you used to carry those while traveling in the bus. I also remember those sweats of perspiration on your forehead when you used to hand over that money to my college president.

And now that I have left my well paying job when most of my friends are still unemployed, without any promise of future just for an idea in my mind about which even I get second thoughts sometimes, I assure you that I will never let you down and will fight for my dreams till I achieve them. You made me meet many people so they can knock some sense into my head. Now you are worried that here I am without a future. Left a company with over 90,000 employees where I could have gone abroad within one year and joined a startup with just 9 employees where I am not even sure that will be paid my monthly salary since I have not talked about it.

But dad, I want you to believe in me, just like you did when you held my finger and helped me walked for the first time, just like when you suddenly let go of the cycle from behind when I first learnt to ride it. May be I will stumble and fall but each time I fall I will stand stronger and try harder. Neighbors and relatives will ask you where do I work and you may have to face embarrassment as you do not understand the technology so you can’t explain it to them. But as always no one likes change and these people will change their tones according to season.

At this stage in life it is very difficult for me to make right decisions with the lack of experience. I know you will be saying that at 23 one doesn’t know anything about life. But trust me dad, I want to learn and that is why I have chosen a different path for myself instead of a safe day job.  I remember what you said yesterday:

“vinashkale , vipreet buddhi”

Which in English means, “at the time of doom even the thinking power betrays us”. I know you were angry and hurt about the foolish decisions I am making but I assure you dad these experiences will teach me much more than what I can learn in a thousand years of theory.

I am lucky to be born as your son and with all the qualities which you have cultivated into me I assure you that I will fulfill my dreams and passion and together we will rock the world.

With love and trust

Your Son

PS: Sorry for the disagreements we’ve had, will have a party after I become successful.

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The Addiction called Salary

Few Reasons why I hate it.

1) It is Limited.

2) I can’t Decide it on my own (No, I am not asking for a billion dollar cheque or May be I am ).

3) I have to wait for Thirty Days to Get it.

4) I have to care about the right side of the menu before ordering my meal.

5) I have to do work which i am not passionate about.

6) I have to lie about it to people, when they ask. and hence commit a sin.

7) My choices are limited to my Cash Inflow.

8) I have to wait for Years before it gets doubled.

9) My wishlist is still waiting to be ticked of and may have to wait forever.

 

Three United States two-dollar banknotes in se...

If i could have more of it.  (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

How do I get Rid of it ??

1) Decide what i love to do.

2) This way i wont have to wait for a paycheck to fulfill my passions.

3) I can work as per my wishes and i would be doing what i want to do not what others want me to do.

4) Start a business out of it, people have made money selling stones, this will be much easier.

5) You will get to meet great people, and you will enjoy learning and being with them.

6) You will know who is you friend and who is not.

8) Don’t get into analysis paralysis, just do it, you wont regret it.

9) If you value freedom, then believe me, this is the best thing which will ever happen to you.

Making “RIGHT” Decisions about Money !!

We’re bad at it. And marketers know this.

Consider: you’re buying a $30,000 car and you have the option of upgrading the stereo to the 18 speaker, 100 watt version for just $500 more. Should you?

Or perhaps you’re considering two jobs, one that you love and one that pays $2,000 more. Which to choose?

Or…

You are lucky enough to be able to choose between two colleges. One, the one with the nice campus and slightly more famous name, will cost your parents (and your long-term debt) about $200,000 for four years, and the other (“lesser” school) has offered you a full scholarship.

Which should you take?

In a surprisingly large number of cases, we take the stereo, even though we’d never buy a nice stereo at home, or we choose to “go with our heart because college is so important” and pick the expensive college. (This is, of course, a good choice to have to make, as most people can’t possibly find the money).

Here’s one reason we mess up: Money is just a number.

Comparing dreams of a great stereo (four years of driving long distances, listening to great music!) compared with the daily reminder of our cheapness makes picking the better stereo feel easier. After all, we’re not giving up anything but a number.

The college case is even more clear. $200,000 is a number that’s big, sure, but it doesn’t have much substance. It’s not a number we play with or encounter very often. The feeling about the story of compromise involving something tied up in our self-esteem, though, that feeling is something we deal with daily.

Here’s how to undo the self-marketing. Stop using numbers.

You can have the stereo if you give up going to Starbucks every workday for the next year and a half. Worth it?

If you go to the free school, you can drive there in a brand new Mini convertible, and every summer you can spend $25,000 on a top-of-the-line internship/experience, and you can create a jazz series and pay your favorite musicians to come to campus to play for you and your fifty coolest friends, and you can have Herbie Hancock give you piano lessons and you can still have enough money left over to live without debt for a year after you graduate while you look for the perfect gig…

Suddenly, you’re not comparing “this is my dream,” with a number that means very little. You’re comparing one version of your dream with another version.

Reproduced from seth godin’s blog.