Monday, April 26, 2010

IPL done, long awaited post...

This is a long-pending post that I had to write, but the chain of events in the last four to five months did not permit me to. Nothing to write home about, those events, but the writing is about a home!


Naah, just to put it simply, learnt a couple of lessons in the last few months that, I hope, would remain with me for the rest of my life. And with the IPL bidding our TVs a goodbye, it is time for me to get it off my shoulder.

1. Never say never. At least to begin with. Thing baby think!

A big cliche, probably used around at the drop of the hat, but I think, I have made this error twice since June last year, and I have a reasonable idea that I will be paying a price for it, and for at least some more time to come. I could have easily taken it upon myself to think through the decision that I made, and the repercussions about it, but, I think I misjudged the situation.

Fortunately, I know there is no-one else to blame in that particular situation but me. I put my hands up, accept that I could have done better and hope that I do not have to pay a huge one for it!

The good news? Already, today, I had a very good and a tempting chance to repeat my previous mistake. But I applied the brakes and given myself a seven day period to mull over the whole thing. And I am pleased as a punch that the strong feeling to refuse something has passed and I will look to use the next seven days to take the decision either way.

2. It takes hours and weeks and months of efforts to build business relations. And while those built over such time sustain minor disturbances, it is best not to take them for granted. I did not, but again, in one of them, I could have done much better.

Now, I find myself in a position that I should not have found myself in. And it is a sense of 'Aaaargh, could have done better' for me.

I quit Accenture in June. It is nearing one year now for me in what I had decided lay my future. I had also allowed myself around 18 months of time to decide whether the future could continue with it, and in the nine months that have passed, apart from those usual what-ifs associated with such a decision, I see no reason, for now, to call it an awful decision.

At the half way-stage, I would say that I am so looking forward to the second half and would love for it to continue in the same vein.