Can any of you recall one of those days, the day when you were able to think and see crystal clear. I recently came across one such day. I decided to document the thoughts and information that my mind processed on this very special day. I am not ready to lose any of this information. I am very confident that this day has changed the path of my life and this path will take me to an exotic new place.
Even before I start spilling the details about this spectacular day, I want to confess that it’s been exactly one year since my last blog. I am highly disappointed to be saying this. At the same time I am glad to be back, especially with the information about this day.
The feeling started few months back; I did not give this feeling the importance it deserved. I ignored the feeling just like a person on diet ignores the subconscious when he or she is enjoying a bite of favourite ice cream. One last day, the feeling erupted in the form of hot lava and demanded my attention. I had no other choice but to entertain this feeling. The feeling is termed as unhappiness. I gave an opportunity for this feeling to express itself. The reason for this feeling was my own actions. The feeling pointed out that I had built a secure wall around me. This wall is called a limit to my dreams and desires. I have set an imaginary limit to every single detail in my life. This includes the kind of house I live in, the car that I drive, vacation that I take, time and attention that loved ones around me get etc.. is limited. When I tried to dig into this a little deeper, I recognized that this was because of the limit that I have put on the kind of work I do. I have a work with limited earnings which was the root cause to my limited wall that I have built. I decided to dig into my work life, not just the current work but I put all my 5 years of work life into lime light and started dissecting every bit. I was surprised to extract few of the information which left me shocked. I am still surprised that I am living in this perfectly fake world, getting entangled every day a little more. Few of this information that I extracted from 5 years of work life were like this.
1. Every single year, someone else decided how much money I will take home. The person making this decision had no idea that he or she was deciding the limit to my lifestyle. One person got the right to judge how smart or stupid I am.
2. Every other peer worked and desired to be the most successful person in that organization. Failing to realize that there can be only one CEO at a time.
3. I was paid for eight hours a day, but this does not mean I had to work for eight hours a day.
4. There were few smart people who planned a game. They paid for eight hours and expected twelve hours of work and named it a healthy competition. If I had to win the game, all I had to do was work more for less pay.
5. The smart people who designed this game got their work done for no money and I who claimed to be smart worked for free.
6. Work life balance, team collaboration etc. These are just fancy terms with beautiful definitions. When I am busy voluntarily working for free there is nothing called a life to balance the work. When I know I will be measured as an individual when it comes to set a limit on my pay check, there is no place for team collaboration.
7. I am so busy in this race that family, friends and health come second.
8. My ideas, creativity, passion are still limited to the four walls of my cube.
Collecting this data gave me a chance to pause the rat race. I realized that I do not want to set limits on anything. I wanted to be free and fly free. I wanted to make this world a better place and did not want to be one more rat in the race. I am very happy that I got a chance to stop and look back, revaluate and start a fresh. Start fresh for a better today and beautiful tomorrow.
I do not want to conclude that working in a cube is bad. I am not an achiever or an ideal person to make any conclusion. I have no clue as to where my path will lead me. My gut feeling says that if I want to fly free to greater heights then cubicle is not my place.
