Professionalism...possible???

Few days back..I was reading my Mentor's blog..Mentor because he taught me which would have taken years for me to implement..i.e.being politically correct..
The blog was good in a way..it talked of big terms..the managerial stuff as I call it!!
I felt it to be inspirational till the date, I am a free bird..I think practicing the big words like professionalism, leadership, proactiveness...in your own independent world is no big deal, but to make it happen with the people around you is a bingo!!
I am talking of teamwork ofcourse..Its futile being professional in your own terms..because it will just leave you a slogger than a winner...but if you can survive the discouraging unprofessional elements around you and still make the world go your way..nothing better than that..lets work it..and see whats in hold for us..

Ode to the nice guys!!

This is a good article..forwarded by one of my buddies..
Dont know who authored it..but very interesting...


A Tribute to the Nice Guys

I received this in my email, a very touching "ode to the nice guys". It was apparently written by a woman, and has been slightly edited to make it more family-friendly.

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and complaining about what jerks guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl's every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.
This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they're at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don't end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.
This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn't worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best run you've ever had in your favorite computer game to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn't have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing "serious" between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: "oh, but we're just friends!" And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you're nice like that.
The nice guys don't often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don't seem to get girls as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can't. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative, cruel people. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as "oh, he's too nice to date" or "he would be a good boyfriend but he's not for me" or "he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn't possibly ask him out!" or the most frustrating of all: "no, it would ruin our friendship." Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can't figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I'm going to sleep with this complete jerk now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn't last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.
So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you're sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.
Send this message out if you are a nice guy, or a girl who appreciates guys like this.

OOps! was that me??????

Life always moulds us in its own absurd style (absurd as I call it!! ) because we rarely understand it :( ... and its futile to reason for that matter. In the unending run for happiness..we seldom get time to feedback our past..we garbage our mind with wat we call frustations...we have so many stories to tell its just that we run short of a tic..

Dont talk to the STRANGERS.

Have you ever talked to a stranger for more than you talked to your mom last week?
Ever given a thought why you did so...infact how you managed to do so..?

you shared every bit of crap with him/her,which you will never ever share with your close ones even??
I tried to think....and I concluded that actually its always easier to confide in a stranger...
Taking for instance, when you are on some travel esp. a long one and that too alone...
what will you do to kill time????
Read some book...listen to your fav music....eat;)....peep out ( worse if the panes are tinted!!)
and the most preferred resort is chatting with your fellow passengers..
you always do that..isnt?
Just spare a second and recall the chat on your last travel..
you will be surprised that you shared something, which you will definitely not tell your close friends or your mom..for that matter.
Despite of the fact, that the guy didnt even know who you are?-- he definitely came to know that you will oppose the upcoming offer in the office, if some enemy of yours say Rakesh supports it..or say you will try on some collegue of yours this weekend..lucky if you win the date etc..etc..
The point to be noted is that you are not at all bothered about what you spoke to that stranger because you know he/she will get down on the next station....then who cares??

Waiting for the end....

Phew!! I think a tough attempt to float the bitter reality of life in plain terms!!--Ya--I agree tht we always look for an end tht too a rosy one-- for every task we start wid--When I ws in school, I always thought my education ll end after I pass my boards--when I got an Alumni Title--struggle even increased.Firstly,Because my conception about life after school proved to be a myth and secondly, I got to realise that there is something called 'career' which is to be made,before that rosy end is met ( :-) So,I jumped into the arena where my opponents were none but my old school friends ( or fiends!!) --my fat mathematics and science books...ya!!CET is the term given to the nut, I was desperately trying to crack--I,somehow cracked the nut and became an Engineer. Life seemed beautiful, after I got my degree..and for the first time, I got a feel of acheiving something..out of my efforts(Thanks to the CUT-Copy-PASTE tool) . Since,every good thing has got to end..my life seemed tougher, when I found there is something like 'money' which is the ultimate goal (:-)--my struggle began --I managed to get a job--I was happy, because I was nearer to my rosy end--I found that I was still struggling for fame--promotions-- transitions--but this time my opponent was the person, I daily faced in the mirror--The end didnt exist!! I was getting submissive day by day.. struggle got my frustation levels higher...
I almost concluded that frustation is the end...
Till I found a loop to get over-- I reasoned everything--
I found there is a reason for everything and to be a winner..I should never lose the reason for certain things.

why cant struggle be the start for every good thing rather than being the way??
why cant I use the rules to make my life easier rather allowing them making me submissive?????
Why cant I decide the end rather than waiting for the time to decide it for me???

I tried it--I assured my acts never violate the rules..that became a checkpoint for me..which would have been a breakpoint, if I would'nt have realised it!!
--you might very well be aware of the quote tht u need to be in the system to change it--and believe me its fun struggling with the constraints to resolve the constraints!!
--All The Best Friends!!