Waiter! There is a fly in my Soup!

It is not often that we realize how ignorant we have become of the hard work that goes into services that we can simply buy off the shelf.

If that doesn't make sense, lets look at it this way - we go to a fancy restaurant, order, eat, ask for the cheque and that's about it. I have almost forgotten that food needs to be prepared before it can be served to me.. I only see it as if the waiter takes my order and comes back after a while with whatever I asked for. I don't see the hard work, the preparation, the time and energy that must've gone into it.

Maybe it is because of staying away from home for so long. I don't get to see food being prepared. Food is like an off the shelf commodity for so many of us. Order, wait and eat. Why care for who works how hard to make it - I'm paying for it, am I not?

I don't know, but I feel guilty.

Who moved my cheese?

Humans are supposed to be the species that evolved more than any other. The one that has undergone maximum change. And also the one that gained the most out of every change that took place.

Then why - why is it that we resist change so much? Why is it that I want to continue living in that same old house when the place my family has moved to is much better, even if in a different city? Why does Geetanjali not want to move in with her sister and wants to continue living with her flatmates? Why do I prefer sitting at the same workstation in the lab everyday? Why do I feel uncomfortable when I walk in and find someone else already working on it, even when all systems are the same?

The reason is that we are emotional beings. We get attached to things. Things - not just people, but even to activities, habits and routines. And when something changes, we face the double problem of coping with the new and missing what is not there anymore.

Being a little uncomfortable towards change is okay. But is being adverse to change? I don't know. What is it that is more important - our feelings or the routine? I guess the answer differs in different situations.

The problem arises when both are big. And you have to choose. It is so strange - I love to be free - but I hate to choose when life makes me do it.

Words

"You say it best
When you say nothing at all"

Someone dedicated this song to me long back. Words were not as important then. SMS was Rs 4 per message, and internet access Rs 30 per hour. Silence was the most beautiful way of expressing yourself. And apparently, I used it effectively.

"Its only words, and words are all I have
To take your heart away"

SMS became free and internet access cheap. But silence became difficult and expensive to express.

I was communicating silence and they, 1700 miles away, thought it was a network problem.

First One

I'm new to this thing.. The Blog stuff.. Most of the people with blogs I know have them in a horrible horrible state.. So lets see if I can do any better.. Lets see if the excitement lives!

Adios!