Ribs_Writes

  I am a planner. I love planning, but, unfortunately, planning doesn't usually love me back. From the earliest of days, I have had this compulsive need to plan the hell out of my life. Planning is my comfort zone. My biggest pet peeve is not knowing what next. Naturally, I hate bizarre concepts like surprises; they are a series of misarranged and chaotic events. Neither do I understand, nor do I appreciate the thrill of uncertainty.  But being a planner, I understand the importance of making choices. I understand that life is choices. At every step of the way, you're presented with at least one. You can be as cautious as possible, as mindful as you want and as aware as you think, but no level of planning, no length of pros and cons list can ensure that the choice you are making is the right one.  I studied this concept called "Opportunity Cost" in school. By the book definition, it goes - "the loss of other alternatives when one alternative is chosen." Ever

  I have a friend who once told me about this theory of how we keep befriending or falling for people with identical qualities. It's like a pattern, a subconsciously identified comfort zone that we get lured by.  I gave quite a thought to this, much more than I usually do to something I generally hear. I got really lucky in the friendship department, so falling in the pattern is worth my while. I would happily do it over and over again.  But, when it comes to matters of heart, mmm, not so much! I just realised that the MO of the guys I get involved with is terrifying. (Switched to MO instead of patterns because it's criminal the number of times I have been hurt). It starts with them finding me somewhere on the internet. For the first month, they treat me like I put stars in the sky, pursue me as their world revolves around me, and practically force me to fantasise about a full-fledged life with them. Well, I am no less. My MO is over-sharing, a butt load of honesty, putting on

I recently completed one year of my work life. Like any other fresher, my expectations were also significantly starry-eyed but let me clarify once and for all - Work-life is not as dark as MBA colleges apprise nor as fun as Bollywood puts in the picture. Despite this, it does change and evolve so much in you, the type of people you meet, the challenges you never thought of encountering, making your way through those, and finally earning some recognition for yourself in an organization. The journey is not plain-sailing but promises perpetual growth. For some days, the real struggle will be pushing yourself to get out of bed, while for others, it will be urging yourself to deliver better results. Nonetheless, both are equally important. Regardless of the job, not taking days off to support your mental health will harm you in ways that you may not see in an instant, but you will regret it in long run. I have been living the 9 to 5 life for a year now, and I don't think it's bad a