Born Serious..!

Some people are born serious. Serious about everything they do and in the way they do. They are never satisfied. There is no end to their searh for the right thing to do and the right way to do it. They are so serious about what they want to do that they loose their senses when they actually are at task, which sometimes lead to failures.
Fortunately or not, I am one of them!
I really feel the need to consider various events just as oppurtunities and do them as they come. Being so bent on doing something is something I think I should part with.
I am not sure, though!
Any suggestions, dear friends?

Is it a tough decision for you?

If someone asks you to convert your religion, how long will you take to make your decision? For me, it takes less than a second. It is not very different with my friend too.
But, the reasons leading to both the decisions are quite contrasting. So are the results.
While my answer is a strong ‘No’, her’s is a quick ‘Yes’. Her decision, for a while, surprised me pushing me into thinking mode while my answer invited a shrug from her. A quick look into our beliefs and ways of life brought back my composure and I seemed to gain a little understanding on this. I, for one, have developed a strong relation with my conscious, to which I have given the name and form of God. Religion, to me, is what helped this bond grow stronger with time. I dervied from it my strength to move on in life and it has become a way of life to me. It is something, which I believe, can never be separated from me. And, any attempt to disturb that relation is something that I can never entertain. To disturb that bond, is to disturb my way of life and myself too. At the same time, I understand that it needn’t be the same with everyone. There are some who derive their strength from people close to them and religion to them is just an identity. It took a while for me to embrace this thought…what about you?

I love exams...I love prep. even more!!!

I pay for atleast 4 exams a year. I prepare for them too. I attend all of them. Everytime, I come out of the exam hall thinking about my next exam. Never about the result. I am one of those who believe that journey is more important than the destination. And true to it, I have always enjoyed my preparation and cherished it more than the result. You might think it is because the result was never good enough to be cherished. I do not think so. Even if the result was upto my expectation, what next? The journey has to begin at the next level and you have to face the next exam. A good result takes you to the next exam soon. A not-so-good result will help you learn better ways of tackling the same thing and when you begin your next journey a little later, you are better prepared. In this never-ending journey, which we call life, isn’t equipping yourself with the required skills more important than anything? Atleast, I feel so. My preparation has always helped me in equipping myself with all it takes for a comfortable travel. Result, to me, is just a transition from one part of the journey to the next. If the transition gets delayed, it only helps me to be better equipped. If not, I have to work harder in the next part of my journey to cope up with the task at hand. Ultimately, it’s all about me learning. Does it really matter when I do it, as long as I do it? On the spur of the moment, it seems as if it really matters, but in the long run, does it?