It started when we ended college, because it was time to act like adults, find a career and live on our own. Getting a placement offer was a great deal and a beginning of a new phase.
Those monthly credits into our bank accounts, that sneaky smile and the thought that finally we get to do what we plan for a week before.
The beginning of this phase was great when owning a fancy phone was a necessity and visiting latest party pubs was always on the weekend agenda. Those endless obsessions over someone else’s career vs our own were discussed over fancy lunches, followed by those conversations about latest fashion trends. It was such a rush when we started working.
Few months into this ball game and our perspective changes.
We never realized when we became random people in formals, hanging laptop at the back and lunch boxes in one hand, rushing to board the cab just to reach on time. Office hours had turned into back to back meetings and threatening deadlines.
Weekdays are all about the heat and weekends are for beer parties. Suddenly we question ourselves – For how long?
A very dear friend with who I share everything is also a victim like many people. Her phone is always reachable but she is not.
Questioned on numerous occasions about unanswered phone calls, and her standard reply was, “What to do Dani, the work is never ending and I am so exhausted that I need a break”.
Sounds normal and like everyone’s story. Isn’t it?
Soon excitement was limited to weekends and discussions over our next vacation. My friend and I started our career with almost same level of motivation. What has really changed is the perspective.
From promotions and appreciations and the zeal to outperform to the feeling of doing what doesn’t exhaust us anymore.
The answer lies is in knowing what you really want to do. I love writing and my friend loves food. And that’s enough to tell about us.
Well I graduated from a personal diary to a blog and that’s where I will finish talking about me.
My friend is still in the discovery mode. I hope that she finds her nectar appealing enough to be placed for others to taste.
I remember her frustration changing to amusement by those meals that delight her palette. Trying different places isn’t just her hobby, it’s a survival mode sometimes. Those times when her Friday’s were screwed by an argument with a colleague and instead of heading towards home, her destination was a restaurant nearby.
Don’t you think a person like her would feel misplaced in the life full of conference calls and training sessions. Like she chose a wrong career for herself. But who she could blame. She never knew her love for food runs so deep until now.
She knows now what she wants to do. Or atleast beginning to know.
A scroll through those Intagram worthy pictures, that shakes her inner child. And then something happens. The little voice in the head, tells her that people will never value her work.
The joy in being authentic is beyond words but we are so pulled towards the convectional lifestyle that we look for security even in creativity. But the thing is that creativity doesn’t promise success. It promises to take you to an exciting journey with your “true self” with no guarantee ticket.
The only thing guaranteed out of it is that inner joy.
I hope that my friend starts with that journey soon to see the other side of herself.
Degree after degree and if it isn’t enough then few more certifications to land up with the job he always wanted. My friend is a genius. I am not calling him that, but his academics are.
But why doesn’t it feel like that now when he has got what he wanted? A career in the best company possible and benefits that are countless. Still not happy. Huh!!
Don’t get me wrong, my friend started his career with great passion. The beginnings were pepped up and package boosting career choices were well discussed in common groups.
Everything was exciting, competitive and had an oomph factor.
Few years later I got to know that he started his own company, hustling side by side along with his full time job. I could hardly take out time to do my writing as a hobby and he started with his company while working full time.
I wondered what actually went wrong. Has he really given up on climbing the corporate ladder?
I thought for a moment and next minute I called him.
“Its not like I don’t like what I do. I want more rewards for what I do. I strongly believe in doing my own work” he said.
That’s what Jeff Bezos said when he started Amazon, “What’s dangerous is not to evolve”.
This was a great start for him and no matter how much he hustled he was always full of energy.
When I met him for a quick weekend catch up, he told me how difficult it is to be your own boss. “Jobs are way easier dear. Owning a business is like owning the entire headache from facilities to client retention. There is so much involvement and less reward” he told me.
After that day I kept in touch with him, asking him about his business every time I called. I was silently admiring him for his courage to be honest.
His business didn’t run that well but he was not naïve to quit his full time job. He fulfilled his financial requirements and used the money for the business he owned.
He invested a lot initially into his business and didn’t get good clients as well. It went like that for few months. I didn’t speak to him for like an year and got involved in my life.
It was some time ago that I decided to make a call. Post few casual talks my question was, “How is your business doing?”
“It’s great. I mean not that great but improving. I got two big potential clients that I am looking to convert. I am not hoping much but giving my 100%” his voice had a thrill.
It was great to see him excited about seeing a small ray of light after a long time. The best part in his journey was the fact that he never gave up.
I find people having doubts about creativity. They often want to be creative only when they know that it would succeed in the end. Otherwise it is nothing more than a childish fantasy.
When you open the doors to creativity and start having fun with it, strange things happen. A small poem that was yearning to come out of you which finally gets its place on the piece of paper, makes you smile. You want to do it again only because you want to sense that joy. Again.
Creativity doesn’t go hand in hand with predictable options. There are no rules in creative living.
Have you ever seen pictures taken by famous photographers? Even if you are not a fan, I am sure that there were instances when you opened the magazine and you couldn’t help but notice the beautiful picture of a scenery, or a fashion model, or a bedroom décor.
The key is to have fun with your creativity without expecting too much. Self doubt and the hope to see some serious positive results kills the beautiful outcomes.
I hope you have a very creative life.
Until next time.