name: that girl in pink
location: Somewhere, India
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Wednesday, October 26, 2005

hey you

You were a tiny little thing in pigtails when you were first asked about it. You’ve been thinking about it ever since. You wrote essays and made crayon drawings of what it would be like. You studied hard and passed exams in preparation for it. You took up after-school courses to add to those preparations.

You slogged, you fretted, you pulled strings, you gave up on love and friendships and you were jubilant when you finally got it.

It’s where you made some of the most lasting relationships of your life. It’s where your will power and strength of character got tested to the extreme. It’s where you had some of your life’s proudest moments. It’s where you’ve cried (albeit secretly, crying publicly is frowned upon). It’s where you discovered your greatest assets and worked on improving on your liabilities. It’s where, on an average, you spend 10 hours a day (that’s about 65% of your waking time).

Then how come, when things don’t go well and you want to cry in despair, people tell you, “Forget it. It’s just a job.”

Posted by that girl in pink  | 4:29 pm  |  3 comments  

3 Comments

at 5:44 pm  Anonymous said...

pink,

i don't believe it's just a job. it's probably a sign. to do better than our dream job.
it's fate steering us. and the deeper we dig our heels, the tougher it'll be.
but a year later we'll look back and say "óh so that's why!"

in the meantime, looking forward to some serious office bitching on your blog!!

luv,
neha.

 

at 9:53 am  Anonymous said...

Pinky Aunty - thank you for putting to words the eternal paradox : )

Btw, "crying publicly" is NOT frowned upon by moi... think it's a good cathartic release (i oughta know - i spare no opportunity to release my tears!!!...and u're witness to that)

I hope u enjoy ur time off - make the most of it. Essentially, I think it's a choice we make - to live to work or to work to live. What's yours?

 

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