Entrepreneur

I guess I learnt this word during my first year in college. I used to wonder why its pronunciation does not start like “Ent…” in entertainment and starts with “Hon…” in honor.

Now I feel that probably this word has an honor in it and that’s why pronounced that way. It also meant only people achieving high profits year after year on their own and getting listed in the top. It’s not so right! Yeah, whomever stands up on their own, be it they achieve profits or not, but have the guts to run a business is an entrepreneur.

I live in the city of money; a city which is a mini nation by itself; a city which sleeps late and wakes up early than the other regions in the nation; a city which shares a major portion of numbers inflated in the nation; a city which makes the business running throughout the nation. So, is each and every individual in this city an entrepreneur keeping the numbers adding up? Yeah if so, what kind of entrepreneurs are they?

It’s the busy and the main railway station in the city. Trains come and go precisely every 5 mins and believe me, every train is overcrowded. You will loose your breath to get in and out. If you think that you are well dressed up with well steamed fine shirts and trousers and travel by a train, you might find them false when you are out from the train. More than that, the well polished, shining shoes of yours goes for a toss. It will look worse than the word muddy would describe. You will feel to howl there.

But! Coming down the station, there sits a man with a small box with a shoe cleaner and a brush. Not that much in quality, but a decent one. Now, he cleans up your shoes and polishes too making them look pretty for the next 2 days though you might not touch it. He does it for a person every minute. So approximately let’s take it as a minimum of 50 per day. He charges 5 rupee per person. I said you…this is a rich city! Now, you do the calculations on the capital, his earnings, and profit per day and do remember 50 is the minimum number he services in a day.

He owns the work he does, the money earned and if he is not there for a day, there are people who will be searching for his service. Isn’t he an entrepreneur with an honor at his level!?

Peer, Beer, Cheer

Few years back I had written simple lines on life through mathematics. I re-write them now.

add your beers without subtracting your peer; multiply your cheers dividing your tears

I had a verbal comment; that I am a drunkard; even though I was not. I would always defend that I am a social drinker. Now after a long gap like rain hitting on the hottest land I remembered them and thought of those lines being very true. I mean the lines on life through mathematics!! I recount mine and common experiences and wonder how they have meant in our lives as I read them again.

We are always compared with our peer right from our childhood days. I know many parents’ often conversing with neighbors comparing their siblings on food habits, behavior and they reflect heavily on the children in either side which would anyways make no positive progress. Many a times without any reason we get compared to our peer in school and neighborhood. I thought it would stop at a stage probably when education was over and we learn to stand up on our feet independently because all these comparisons are out of fear and a rush that their children should prosper better than the other.

On the other side, out of the blue, children would never mind up those and would exchange the reflections in a café or pub. I used to run away from that kind of so called “advice”. I search for a friend who faces the same and we share our experiences over a cup of coffee if the other friend is a girl and a beer if a boy. Nowadays girls joining in for a fix of vodka with lemonade is a different story. Yeah! As we grow up further the world too progresses much beyond for us to cope up with!

These meetings often happen everywhere at different stages to ensure that we aren’t really left behind as had been tried to be communicated. We involuntarily get used it such that we ourselves start comparing us with others at one pint of time.

All the way it’s the peers who make the differences, and beers helping us to overcome those, along with the same called peer. I wonder how peer and beers have contributed bringing cheers to our life. Long live the founder of beers, and the peer who help us along with them getting helped as well!!!

Women in my Life!

I wanted to write on this topic on March 8 as the world celebrates that date as woman’s day. (Yeah! I too live in this world). I have been inspired, admired, felt secured, angered, distressed, during my relationships with them. They cherish themselves now and often in my memories.

Out of the whole, a few whom I remember today are;

Srividya: the brightest in our class. Whole bunch of boys would feel envy of any other boy speaking to her and she hardly speaks up only to the brightest of the boys. (Would you believe that I was to the brightest? LOL)… that was during my class 1-4.

Vijayalakshmi aka Vijji: She irritated me. A non-stop nonsense who sat next to me in the class and got a tight slap for not stopping. Her father was a veterinary doctor and scared out of the fellow’s warnings I had no choice other than to fold my hands and ask sorry. (Huh! I had to plead to her to accept my sorry). We were in the same class 4.

Priya: She was my friend for just one day. Its very incidental I met her. She and another boy were returning back from school quarter past nine in the morning and I was walking towards school. As we were late the school gates were closed. She started crying that going back to home, her mom would cane. The other guy obediently went back home. I had nothing to do in home and hated going to school in the noon. So, we had to spend out time together till evening and go back home as an obedient boy. This was during my class 5.

Fatty: LOL… Her name is Fathima. I call her fatty. She gets irritated by me often. She was a very sensible girl during my class 6. It was only fun I had with this girl teasing her to the core. I feel bad for those now:(

I forgot this girl’s name. She was in class 10 while I was in 6. Yeah, she was like my elder sis. We were hostelites. She was the topper in school. I used to learn mathematics lessons from her. I respected her for the patience she showed me during the lessons and I topped in the subject and taught my other fellows too. She was also a guide and a very good friend during my hostel days. I wonder how I forgot her name.

Sherlyn: She is a rock solid girl who I have ever befriended with. She showed an astounding confidence towards life and a brilliant girl as well. She missed her mom and dad at a very early stage. Whenever there were in-house cultural activities in the hostel we used to team up. She is the one with whom I went to church for the first time and onwards. I have learnt many lessons in my life from her. She will always be remembered by me.

Anju: I still haven’t figured out what she had to do with me. She was my warden’s daughter. I haven’t spoken to her even a single word but she landed me in trouble making my guardians getting warned about me. Huh!

There are more people whom I cherish and value most. They are all a mixed bunch of characters I have met and socialized. The above said people are not in touch with me and no trace about them too. But they will always be remembered.