The Guy in the Glass

I reached Delhi about 2 weeks back….and its been real hectic ever since. Getting up at 7 in the morning… (it’s a pain) but thanks to people around me….i do manage to get up! I usually get ready by 8 and then get online to check my mails and have my breakfast …all at the same time.. The only multi tasking I manage to do….I’ve been told that I ain’t good at that either. Then strts the torture of an hr…driving to office! Its almost 20 kms from my home….music keeps me from getting too irritated…the traffic is horrible…reminds me of Calcutta at times….I never thought I’d admit it…but I do miss Calcutta at times…the ease of reaching office….proximity to office…it was fun…but this sure is better...!

Office is very different….Calcutta mein people either worked while cribbing or did not work at all…yahaan…u can actually see people enjoy their work..and when the environment is such…u feel like wrkin as well…! My boss is a 32 yr old GM…abt 5 grades above me…I just hope I reach the level he has by the time I am 32…:) The others around are fun too…It’s all very vibrant.

How can I forget the food…the food is awesome! Especially after Calcutta ke office ka food…I will remember it with sukto and maach….I had my quota full of them!

I usually strt back at abt 6.30and reach by 7.30….the day is almost over by then…..well…that’s a normal day for me in short….

But here’s what I have been itching to put up on this space for a while….I recently happened to read a poem… It is titled “ The Guy in the Glass” here’s how it goes:

When you get what you want in your struggle for self,
And the world makes you King for a day,
Then go to the mirror and look at yourself,
And see what that guy has to say.

For it isn't your Father, or Mother, or Wife,
Who judgement upon you must pass.
The feller whose verdict counts most in your life
Is the guy staring back from the glass.

He's the feller to please, never mind all the rest,
For he's with you clear up to the end,
And you've passed your most dangerous, difficult test
If the guy in the glass is your friend.

You may be like Jack Horner and "chisel" a plum,
And think you're a wonderful guy,
But the man in the glass says you're only a bum
If you can't look him straight in the eye.

You can fool the whole world down the pathway of years,
And get pats on the back as you pass,
But your final reward will be heartaches and tears
If you've cheated the guy in the glass.

Truly speaking, I got this mail in a forward….I usually do not read forwards unless I have a lot of time…I just happened to chance upon this one. Made me think…yes yet again!! What do I see when I see urself in the mirror?? Am I proud of myself…? Am I happy at what I see? Can I look into the eye of the guy standing in front of me and hold my own??

I loved the poem … made a lot of sense to me….reminded me of soo many things that I need to do…I hope I do manage to live up to then…

Turn of events in life……I’m more convinced than ever…..

Now is not for ever!!!