I am curious about the universe, science, marketing, entrepreneurs, comedians, music, economy and (almost forgot)people.
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I cannot explain in words how amazed I am at the fact that something so magnificent such as a giraffe and I share the same planet! Here’s the latest addition to my list of extremely curious things- ME
I am now at a point in my life where every single month I learn something new about myself. I feel like that should over time increase to every week or every day. Although slowly, I am learning from my mistakes. I am getting better.
Random things that I learnt:
Misconception- Moving to a completely new place and starting a new life is scary. Only the thought of it is scary. In reality it is the most awesome thing ever.
Travelling is the cure to everything.
Human emotions are contagious- If you find yourself feeling down most of the time maybe try surrounding yourself with positive people(its not easy but give it a shot).
People talk about setting goals and working towards that goal. Maybe it works for some people. I never really understood it. What do you do if you have absolutely no clue about what to do with your life? You keep looking. That’s what you need to do. That’s why its important to stay curious.
Back in school, I never thought about want I wanted to do with my life. I just went with the flow. I liked science and computers. So I studied them. Later on, I decided to focus on electronics. Did not like it very much though. Then came a point where I had to choose between work and study. I chose to study because.. why not? I was extremely lazy and had a rich family. I thought the best thing to do is to use “study” as an excuse and visit another country!
I have always liked music. I am fascinated by sound. So I decided to study it. Apart from studying, I spent most of my time in the student accommodation playing video games and going to the gym.
I rarely went out to visit places or even hang out with my class mates. And guess what? It didn’t feel bad at all. I still don’t regret it. I also learned to cook!
However, I wish I had visited more places. I never knew how much I loved to travel until now.
Now I have a job that I like. But I am worried because I know that I have reached another “comfort zone” in my life. If I don’t wiggle out of this, I might end up being miserable. I know I can do more but it feels so nice to wrap a blanket around myself and just rest peacefully forever while my brain erodes.
I need to be creative. I need to do something new. But how? The path used to be unclear but now it feels like there are obstacles too.
As of now I don’t have anything completely new on my mind. So my best option is to be more creative at the job that I already have! I know it sounds boring but to me, it makes sense. I have to rise from the rubble and try something new. Coming up with a new idea is quite the challenge and requires a lot of hard work. Maybe I have to follow my instincts on this one.
……….and maybe one day the path will reveal itself.
I don’t feel ashamed when people call me a dreamer. It is how I keep myself going. My imagination is my best friend. It keeps me company. It fuels my life. Without it, I am nothing.
My stupid boss thinks I zone out all the time. He catches me when I am doing actual work and calls me “sleeping beauty”. What a fuckin moron!
I worked hard to get the job that I have now. Now that I have it, I feel empty. I enjoy my job but lately it has involved a lot of travelling. I leave early in the morning and come back late at night. I don’t talk much with people at work due to language barriers(and I am not much of a talker). Life is starting to suck remarkably. I feel too depressed to go out during weekends. I am forcing myself to go out at least during the weekends. I try to watch a movie or travel. And so the vicious cycle continues: Get a good job- job consumes more time from life-life becomes boring-become less productive at work -start to hate job because of boring life.
However, something good has come out of all this. I’ve started to talk to my mom and sister. I rarely talk to them since moving here. I’ve realised that there’s no shame in revealing SOME of my problems to my family. Earlier, I used to suck it all up because “boys don’t cry” or whatever. However, I have to admit that talking to my sister backfires most of the time. I love my sister but she is completely useless when it comes to cheering people up!
On an unrelated note, this Indian rendition of Sweet Child Of Mine is simply kickass!