What is unity?
The thing everything has boiled down to.
That, which emerges after all the dust of everything has settled.
Not the one as in being united, not that unity.
The one-resultant-vector unity.
The equation-being-solved-unanimously unity.
The one big solution for everything that’s bothering you – that unity.
Why are we talking about unity?
Because it is the answer.
What is the question?
Or, what are the questions?
“It’s the question that drives you, doesn’t it, Neo?”
There are many questions.
Each has different questions.
Each strives for a unique unity.
Each must find his or her unique point of peace.
Till then, mind will be restless, something will always be missing, and peace will be elusive.
Are we even talking about money?
We strive in a million ways to garner money and make it grow.
We try different methods. Lots of strategies. People. Planning.
What is it boiling down to?
Have we recognised it?
In what form do we wish to see our money ultimately?
Do we have that kind of vision?
Are we standing on the mountain with that bird-eye view?
If yes, our strategies start culminating towards the final goal.
Because we know where we are going.
How did we know where we were going?
We asked the question.
Then we followed our mind. It led us to the answer.
Took some time, didn’t it?
At least we got there.
India’s at the Olympics and all.
We’ve had near misses.
Athletes qualified fair and square.
Not a word against India’s squad.
They’re really trying very hard. One of our gymnasts has even risked her life by vaulting a successful Produnova. Rio-presence is achievement-based, not nepotism-based. It’s tough. It’s incorruptibly monitored. Footfall is highest ever. Indians have made the international cut in many events, like never before. Finishes are all decent. A few finishes are very, very decent, missing the podium by decimals. Our athletes deserve some podium finishes.
However, what are 80 Indian officials doing in Rio, accompanying a squad of 119? Only a few of these 80 are allowed arena access. The rest are what? Long live the exchequer? We build up the exchequer by paying our taxes. We’d like to see its contents used judiciously.
Let’s cast a glance at how our officials are conducting themselves at Rio. Actually, we’ll leave it at the official warning they’ve just received to behave themselves. SHAME SHAME.
Is this good governance?
Do our officials deserve a podium finish?
We’ll have to spend where it counts, on facilities, proper diets and trained physios. We’ll have to save on useless paraphernalia. Red-tape be damned. We’ll have to embrace good governance. We do want podium finishes, don’t we?
One looks up to one’s peers. If they’re corrupt, out of shape and / or out of whack, even the best athlete suffers a psychological downer. Our officials will need to trim down and get their acts together. All of them will need to behave like exemplary ambassadors of the country. They will need to give their wards that psychological boost. Coaches will themselves need to be in shape, to set good examples. Podium finishes will then be around the corner.
Cut to stock-selection.
The biggest and first thing to look for is good governance.
Just cut all the nonsense out of the way, first up, because where you find good governance, you won’t find nonsense.
It all boils down to good governance.
However, it’s a rough ride.
They don’t mind the ride.
There’s a fire which won’t be stilled till they’ve carved out their path.
Pioneers refuse to conform to their surroundings. What’s around them puts them off.
You see, many are not happy with what Nature offers them upfront, without any ado. A very small fraction of these unhappy people choose to do something about it. Majority of the latter fails. Those who succeed are called pioneers.
In a weak moment, pioneers look for comfort. The path is devoid of any. Is there someone, on the way, who offers them a cup of coffee? Seldom. Nobody really bothers with people who’re carving out their own path in the first place.
Sometimes, though, things get lonely. Pioneers feel grossly misunderstood. They feel like misfits, till they make it fit by sheer and gargantuan effort.
After it fits, and the path’s been carved out, it’s all hunky-dory, mostly. The world wants to ride along any kind of recognition coming someone’s way.
There are those who carve their paths which the world isn’t able to understand immediately. Yeah, some pioneers die unrecognized, perhaps in misery. There’s been nobody to offer them that cup of coffee, their whole lives.
Such are the lives and times of pioneers.
Their achievements ultimately benefit the world monumentally.
Don’t be afraid of becoming one.
Yeah, do the world a favour.
You’re playing a big one.
Make it count. For heaven’s sake.
Big plays don’t come too often. When they do, you have to catch them. You need to have energy left, to play. Then you just go all the way. Till the play plays itself out.
Life is an accumulation of knicks and knacks.
At first, you don’t know what you’re good for.
When you do know it, you start out as a net-net loser in whatever you’re good for, because every rookie needs to pay tuition fees. These are the costs of your mistakes.
Then you start getting the hang of something you’re naturally good at. Tricks of the trade – you learn them. You succeed in making your activity applicable, perhaps even financially viable.
Next step is to scale up.
You need to make your successful model count. Period.
Tired? Want to do other things? Need to borrow? Too big a pain? Time-issues? Overdose? Bureaucracy?
Don’t lessen the flow. Hold on. Ask the Universe for reserves. See the play through.
One life can mean just a few big plays.
When you’ve latched onto one, and have set it up so beautifully, now’s the time make it count.
Best of luck!
You’ve covered lot of ground, and are now cleaning up the field.
You’re tying up the loose ends.
Your small acts here count big.
Please see them through to their logical conclusion.
Don’t get up without completing full action.
An act at or towards the end leans on the main piece of action which you’ve already fulfilled.
It’s loaded on a spring. It’s effectivity is enormous. However, you are tired. You’re looking to close up. Hashtags, man, what are these hashtags!? Why do I have to put them, you’re saying to yourself. What purpose do they serve? Let me just forget about them.
Hashtags are just one thing. A small thing, but then, a big thing.
Tying your act into your own seamless sphere is another such thing.
I know, it’s a pain…but seamlessness is a beautiful feeling.
I like to imagine that seamlessness is the equivalent of free-falling in a mad, mad world. Maybe that’s a nonsensical analogy, but that’s what I like to imagine. Seamlessness gives you a huge advantage in today’s world. Take it. Make the effort to keep yourself seamless.
Backing up, yeah yeah. Who likes backups? You’ve got to do them, however. No pain, no gain. I’ll talk to you after some data-loss. Only bother hooking up with me if you’re well backed-up. I don’t have the energy to lend a shoulder that withstands your tears in the event you weren’t back-up.
Where hashtags stop, that’s where your organisational skills should take over. Meaning, that one hashtag-search could give a thousand results. How do you still find what you’re looking for? Logic. You’ve used your logic while organising your work. Logically, your file should be somewhere, and that’s the somewhere you look. 90%+ you’ll find it there. Follow seamless logic. The first logical avenue that comes to mind…take it. Yeah, your seamlessness also stands on your own seamless logic.
Staying with what counts is a small thing, but again, it’s a big thing.
On the path, one strays. One is distracted. What do you do?
The mind is like a baby.
Don’t deny it outright.
Let it stray for a bit.
Then, when its defences are down, bring it back to the main path.
Keep bringing it back, until it starts getting a rooting righ by returning to home-base every half an hour. That’s the sweet-spot.
Don’t lose yourself into lost causes.
Achieve. Fine. Set goals. Sure. Get them done. Great. Move on.
Moving on is one small step. However, it’s a big step. Not many have the strength or the mental capacity to move on. Make sure you do.
Open your eyes and see the world.
If you feel that your one achievement is going to make it spin, fine, stay on there, good for you. If not, please move on to your next achievement. Keep doing this till you find that one big, big thing for yourself. By that time, you’ll have many small things going on auto-pilot anyways.
Get a grip. Nip something small when it’s small. Get to the big. Go for it. 🙂
Fill your plate.
Go all out.
Nobody’s asking you to work less.
Hit it with your best shot.
Do quality work.
Work with the best tools.
Enjoy your work…
…so much so, that time ceases to exist.
Yeah, that means you’ve found your calling.
However, connect less to live Mrs. Market.
Here, less is more.
Keep her away as much as possible when she’s live.
Only connect live when you really, really have to.
What are you achieving?
Minimal bogging down live market forces.
You’re away from the pandemonium, the confusion.
You’ve set your self up brilliantly, to think clearly.
Now, gather your thoughts, gather your research.
You get into the Zone.
You have a purpose.
It can be anything. A market instruction. An instrument alteration. A structural change. A query. A test. A probe. A check. Something small. Something big.
With your purpose right before your eyes, connect live.
Solve your purpose.
Let remnant market forces leave you, yeah, let them dissipate.
Do some other stuff for a while.
Then, when you’re ready, get back to your research.
If you’re not ready after a while, call it a day.
Go for a swim. Or something.
Have you met the thin line…
… between ambition and greed?
You see it. You want to cross it without wanting to cross it.
What stops you?
A deadly sin is… deadly. If you’re sensitive enough, you do fear the effects of a deadly sin.
Greed can ruin. It has the capacity to upset an apple-cart.
Sometimes you want something that extra much.
Ambition turns into over-ambition.
You get your something.
You’re a go-getter.
You become over-confident.
You forget your basics.
Next few times around, you cross the thin line repeatedly. The high is addictive. Soon, you’re crossing…
… without even knowing.
Yeah, the vicious cycle outlined above has made you insensitive. You’ve stepped over, don’t even know it, and on you’re going. You’re blinded by greed.
It’s not happened overnight. First the thin line beckoned you to come back. Your over-ambition spurred you on a few steps more. A few more steps wouldn’t harm, right?
You’re not sensitive anymore. You’ve lost normal vision. You’re greedy for your goal. You’re not sticking to your basic tenets. You’re not playing safe anymore. You’ve started to even play with your safety moat, in order to achieve an even bigger goal.
You’ve set yourself up to fall… big.
If you do, I hope for two things.
First up, I hope you don’t fall too big, and that you can get up again.
Second, I hope that this fall is your last one, and that it has made you sensitive again.
Yeah, sensitive towards the thin line.