All I want is a room somewhere,
Far away from the cold night air,
With one enormous chair,
Aww, wouldn't it be loverly?
Wouldn't happen to know anyone ready to rent a place out, would you guvnor?
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
The Upset Basket
As I sit here in my new office, contemplating the changes I made in the last few months, my memory stretched back to this blog, a one-time solace from the bewitched life I lead. Of course, those of you who actually still visit back to the blog ever-so-often truly deserve an honor most meritorious.
I'm tired of making excuses for lack of posts, and so none shall follow this time. Instead let me proceed to quickly summarize what's been going on in my life, and the series of events that have lead to this unexpected post.
1. In May this year I had the good fortune of visiting that great country across the Atlantic - the United States of America. Walking down the streets of New York after my busy day attending a microfinance conference, I felt as if I had accomplished what any young professional seeks - a comfortable, well-paying job, the appreciation of colleagues, the ability to walk down Wall Street in a business suit and accompanying laptop. Yet, I was conscious that perhaps I hadn't in fact achieved anything terribly significant. More importantly I hadn't the faintest idea of what my next move in life was going to be.
2. After returning to India, I decided to quit my job in Mumbai. I figured I needed to do something else with my work-life. While I had achieved much in my two years at my previous organization, there was an element of lethargy setting in. The work was becoming more mundane, my "learning curve" had plateaued now for some time. On a personal level, I was growing tired of Mumbai - the crowd, the noise, the pollution, the expensive lifestyle. I needed something more meaningful.
3. So in August I took off on an indefinite sabbatical. I hoped the following few months would allow me to recharge, to look for the right job, and to re-connect to family and friends.
4. After wandering the globe through September and October, I started work at a social business incubator in Chennai three weeks ago. The new life promised to be exciting.
5. ....not so much, though. Its been difficult finding a place to stay (more on that later), I'm a little disoriented at work, and have much planning to do. I have a little too much traveling lined up for my first month here and that's making the "settling in" a little difficult. The rains are making things terrible, and I have the occasional Mumbai withdrawal pangs.
In short, I feel like I need a break....all over again :) Is it possible that I suffer from some sort of psychological problem that doesn't allow me to see things simply for what they are - merely a combination of events beyond my control, yet perfectly normal? Rather than Oh-my-gosh-what-the-#(%@ acts of connivance?
Not the "I feel so much at home in Chennai" experience I was hoping for. Hopefully these set of emotions are just part of settling in to a new place. Sigh.
I'm tired of making excuses for lack of posts, and so none shall follow this time. Instead let me proceed to quickly summarize what's been going on in my life, and the series of events that have lead to this unexpected post.
1. In May this year I had the good fortune of visiting that great country across the Atlantic - the United States of America. Walking down the streets of New York after my busy day attending a microfinance conference, I felt as if I had accomplished what any young professional seeks - a comfortable, well-paying job, the appreciation of colleagues, the ability to walk down Wall Street in a business suit and accompanying laptop. Yet, I was conscious that perhaps I hadn't in fact achieved anything terribly significant. More importantly I hadn't the faintest idea of what my next move in life was going to be.
2. After returning to India, I decided to quit my job in Mumbai. I figured I needed to do something else with my work-life. While I had achieved much in my two years at my previous organization, there was an element of lethargy setting in. The work was becoming more mundane, my "learning curve" had plateaued now for some time. On a personal level, I was growing tired of Mumbai - the crowd, the noise, the pollution, the expensive lifestyle. I needed something more meaningful.
3. So in August I took off on an indefinite sabbatical. I hoped the following few months would allow me to recharge, to look for the right job, and to re-connect to family and friends.
4. After wandering the globe through September and October, I started work at a social business incubator in Chennai three weeks ago. The new life promised to be exciting.
5. ....not so much, though. Its been difficult finding a place to stay (more on that later), I'm a little disoriented at work, and have much planning to do. I have a little too much traveling lined up for my first month here and that's making the "settling in" a little difficult. The rains are making things terrible, and I have the occasional Mumbai withdrawal pangs.
In short, I feel like I need a break....all over again :) Is it possible that I suffer from some sort of psychological problem that doesn't allow me to see things simply for what they are - merely a combination of events beyond my control, yet perfectly normal? Rather than Oh-my-gosh-what-the-#(%@ acts of connivance?
Not the "I feel so much at home in Chennai" experience I was hoping for. Hopefully these set of emotions are just part of settling in to a new place. Sigh.
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