Toss the dice...

The kind of writer I am, I wait. I wait for words to come to me, for thoughts to arise in my head. I hate running after things. I always have since childhood. I like to take my time with things, thoughts and most importantly people. They say that you should invest in a relationship, let it grow and then reap the benefits of it.

I perfectly understand this theory but again, I can’t help but pose questions here. The first one is how do you figure out who to invest it? Do you decide on the basis of bank balance, personality or smouldering looks or perhaps all? Think about it. Nobody is perfect; we all have our imperfections which makes us unique.

Coming back to the topic, my next question is based on the assumption that we’ve found the ‘correct’ person to invest in, to put it in pure finance terms how do we decide whether this investment is a liability or an asset?! I know the saying, “you don’t have to bite the doughnut to know its sweet,” but this is not a doughnut we are talking about, it’s about judging people, their intentions, beliefs etc...In the end it’s all about facing truth.

It’s not an asset- Reality bites me: Ouch! This is the part which hate, how do you deal with a liability?! Again, there are a lot of differences of opinions here. Ice-creams, bitching, Emo songs... God the list is endless! Dealing with a heart-break in a way determines how strong a person you are. How good or otherwise you are in controlling your emotions and conditioning yourself.

A thought struck me; can you condition yourself to make another investment regardless of knowing whether it’s a liability or an asset? It might be rational, illogical or purely emotional anyhow in the end are you willing to take a chance? It might be a lucky hunch or a calculated risk. I have never been good at maths to do the numbers but I know I am neither ready to toss the dice... yet.

Is it worth it or are we wasting our time?

A recent PR Week survey found that 34% of polled employers thought that PR degrees made applicants less attractive than graduates from other disciplines, while 43% said that PR qualifications didn’t make a potential candidate any more or less attractive. (PR Week, 2009) The results of the poll are particularly worrying for a student half way through a graduate-level PR course.
Additionally, a look at the global leadership of Burson-Marsteller highlighted that 8 of its top 16 positions were filled by individuals with degrees from other subject areas, ranging from Accounts, Industrial Relations, Politics and Journalism.
In light of these revelations, I still believe a PR degree is an invaluable tool for building a knowledge base and understanding theories and practical approaches utilized in the working world of public relations. Some employers are devaluing the significance of PR qualifications as they may be threatened by individuals who have formal education in the field. PR graduates set themselves aside from others sporting alternate credentials by showcasing their commitment to the industry and acquisition of basic skills needed to perform productively within the sector.
Personal qualities and contacts are indeed necessary for success within public relations. An individual who is a good communicator, creative and sociable will undoubtedly pave the way to relishing in a PR function. However, in light of the competitive arena for obtaining increasingly limited positions, PR qualifications will help to set aside a graduate from the rest of field, as the individual will be able to demonstrate PR-focused skills and knowledge obtained during the course of studies.
ReferencesBurson-Marsteller, (2009). Global Leadership. [online] Available from: <http://www.burson-marsteller.com/About_Us/Global_Leadership/Pages/default.aspx> [Accessed 30 March 2009].PR Week, (2009). Agency Heads Unconvinced by PR Degrees. [online] Available from: <http://www.prweek.com/uk/search/article/890349/Agency-heads-unconvinced-PR-degrees/> [Accessed 30 March 2009]

Day after day. . .

I wrote this for an assignment, I liked it so putting it up! lemme know what you think.

She sat on the sidewalk watching the other girls play. They were laughing and swinging, taking turns pushing each other. She watched them whisper secrets to each other. She had tried to be friends with them, but they told her they didn't like the way she looked. You had to dress a certain way to be in their group. You're hair had to be cut; and styled everyday. You couldn't have straight, thin, mousy brown hair. If you wore glasses, they had to be the latest styles. Her parents worked hard. They bought her what they could, but she had a younger brother and sister that needed things too. She loved her parents. She didn't blame them. She couldn't figure out why no one thought she was worth playing with. She was nice. She knew how to act right. She would be a loyal friend. She wouldn't treat them the way they treated her. Yet every day she sat and watched everyone play. She had to be her own friend. "Don't worry," she told herself," someday someone will be your friend." She sat on the sidewalk and waited.

Day after day.

Self-Portrait

I am a spot,

on a blank white page,

Do you notice me?

And if you did, would you care?

What if,

I was the rosy pink

of a dreaded slip of paper,

The vine at the window,

leading the way to midnight clandestine,

The inevitable flight,

holding a lover’s gaze,

longingly.

Then would you notice?

Then would you care?

What if,

I was the last match of a smoker,

feeding a cancerous lung,

A hint of Chanel no.5,

on a cheating husband,

The dark brown voice,

Sentencing death.

Then you would notice.

Then you would care.

How do you measure,

an invisible notion?

You try to be a God,

Among Titans,

But instead, you’re just an insect,

among mortals.

But what if,

You were perhaps

A God among insects.

Even if you didn’t notice,

I would.

Just a thought

The one question that seems to follow me around where ever I go is ‘Why do you write?’
My answer usually is, ‘Why does anybody write?’

ADITI

In Hindu mythology, Aditi was the goddess of the boundless sky. Her name means "free from bonds" or "the unfettered" or "Limitless" and the Vedas hint that she was once all-encompassing. She undoubtedly pre-dates them, and was once the goddess of the past and the future, the seven dimensions of the cosmos, the celestial light which permeates all things, and the consciousness of all living things.

Aditi, is called the free one, because in Sanskrit her name means "boundless," and is considered an archaic Mother Goddess, depicted in Hindu, Vedic literature. She represents unlimited space and consciousness, hence infinity or eternity. According to the Rig Veda Aditi is said to be the wife of Kasyapa or of Brahma, and the mother of the Aditya, under whose constraint the universe is made possible; and she also personifies death because she consumes everything. Aditi, therefore, represents a caution already present in the Vedas about contributing the origin of the universe to a personal agent, such as a god. No other consort is mentioned in literature. She is also considered to be the mother of Hari, and other legends have her the mother of Indra. No human physical features of her are drawn, though she is sometimes identified in the guise of a cow. Aditi was believed to be a guardian goddess of prosperity and could free her devotees of problems and clear away obstacles. She does not appear in later Hindu traditions

Rv. I, 98, 10 says that "Aditi is the sky; Aditi is the air; Aditi is all the gods and the five tribes; Aditi is whatever has been born; Aditi is whatever shall be born."

Love you Mumma for choosing such a wonderful name ! J

Musing

Air is the most precious thing to life. We can live without food, and to some extent without water for an extended period of time. . adjust our bodies, our activities, to manage the lack of either, but almost nothing can be compensated for the lack of air. Breath is inevitable, breathing is involuntary. .

We take a breath in, and then carelessly let it leave our bodies; empty, even if for a fraction of a moment, of its vital life force.

Nature intended it to be so, we cannot replenish unless we let go; we cannot gain without losing.

That I have come to believe, is a fact of life that meets us at ever corner.

We do have to give up one thing to gain another; letting go is a part of growing up, growing mature, growing wiser, and finally of growing into something that is beyond what we are.

But, it’s not easy, this letting go business.

We tend to believe that everything we touch is ours to own, everything we create is forever ours.

We hold on to our possessions, making them more important than relationships; we hold on to relationships making them more important than ourselves; we hold on to our egos making them more important than the fact that all of it is but a gift to be treasured for the moment.

Then, like the breath that we take in and let out, it too will dissipate and disappear.