Friday, February 28, 2014

What would my Identity Capital look like?

Came across this Ted talk today: http://www.ted.com/talks/meg_jay_why_30_is_not_the_new_20.html
and it got me thinking about what would I like to build as my Identity Capital and carry with me into my next decade or perhaps the rest of my life.

Couple of points that I can think right off the bat are:

1. Developing leaders, motivating young talent - has been the theme of my life for more than 5 years now. As one of the freshies in IITB told me (I was one of the mentors that time) - "You are like a fundae lady!"
Best constructive criticism ever - made me realize that while I love giving advice and most of it might be useful too - one can't get too preachy and not all the time at least. Restrict yourself to few useful words.

2. Social good - keeping the circle of your benefits much wider than your personal space, develop yourself passionately not because of what you can achieve with it but because of what you can deliver.

3. This is more of a note to self - develop good eating habits now, learn to control temptation now else you'll be a fat impulsive grandmother with your grandchildren displaying greater self-control than you!

4. Another work in progress is how to be patient with people and circumstances, not stress or worry too much, take life as it comes, one day at a time.

5. GRIT - learning this one obstacle at a time - do not give up in face of obstacles!

Thursday, February 27, 2014

Attachment

I held so tight to you,
I just let myself go.

Monday, February 10, 2014

Refugee

This poem is dedicated to my students at FLC, most of whom are refugees. I have always felt a connection with them due to the history of my people who also had to vacate their homes due to political reasons. Sometimes I find myself calling them refugees or calling myself a refugee and then I realize who isn't? Temporary are our existences on this strange land.

Mahajer (urdu for refugee)

हमारी तरह, तु भी है महाजेर एक,
पन्ना में अल्लाह की।
चल रहा है  इशारों पे उनके।
न किसी रेत पे निशाँ हैं तुम्हारे,
न किसी शहर में हमारा ठिकाना।
पन्ना में अल्लाह की।
चल रहा है  इशारों पे उनके।

करता चल शुकराना, ऐ महाजेर,
कि फिर निकली आज धूप है।
कल रेत में खो जाने है तेरे
कर्म और करतब,
तूफानो संग बह जाने है अल्फ़ाज़ हमारे।
पन्ना में अल्लाह की।
चल रहा है  इशारों पे उनके।