Very true! But many times the emotional swirl makes it hard to realize thts simple fact...Well said!
Monday, October 24, 2011
Very True !!!
Very true! But many times the emotional swirl makes it hard to realize thts simple fact...Well said!
Sunday, October 16, 2011
The real project management!
No doubt I adore my two little darlings who add flavors to my life, but sometimes I am tested for my patience when it drains my energy levels to a complete zero. It’s so demanding that metaphorically I could not help relating them to handling a maintenance project of a demanding client and a prospective and an interesting project with a new client!
No matter how hard I try to manage the time so that I finish everything and put Harini to sleep before Navneeth is back from school, the sweet demanding angel is wide awake exactly when her bro is back from school. There comes Navneeth dashing the door open without even removing his socks- with all the enthusiasm to tell some stories of his long day at school and in a jiffy his mood takes a topsy-turvy when he finds his mom not having time to listen to them. All he gets to hear is- “can’t you remove your socks? Why do you open the door with such force?” And there he goes out with a louder bang on the door after pulling her leg or hand with nonchalance. Then I calm this little lady and go to the big bro with all the buttering and there he looks at me indifferently.Uff…with all the patience bundled with silly stories, funny stories, tickling and fun, he gets back to form. The little sis sniffs it and call the mom for a nappy change. And now when Navneeth misses on something or start his tantrum, that’s the end. He gets a piece of my mind- a real big piece of my mind. Poor thing! May be he even thinks-“does mom have multiple split personality?”. Just that he may be too young to put it in words!!
Adding to this, come the altercations in doing the homework, getting Navneeth ready for classes, the daily activities, the household chores and settling down the night with the little angel- singing lullaby and playing to her sweet tunes even after the midnight has passed by a long time back.
Toggling between these two darlings, struggling to satisfy both to the maximum made me relate it to the toughest project management tasks at office. The challenge here is however tough the timelines are, you cannot delegate the tasks nor would you want to delegate it :)) The distinguishing line is that-"this is a project filled with love and emotions that will remain close to your heart till the end. Great performance here may not fetch promotions or bonus but the smiles, hugs and satisfaction you get in return cannot be matched. "
No matter how hard I try to manage the time so that I finish everything and put Harini to sleep before Navneeth is back from school, the sweet demanding angel is wide awake exactly when her bro is back from school. There comes Navneeth dashing the door open without even removing his socks- with all the enthusiasm to tell some stories of his long day at school and in a jiffy his mood takes a topsy-turvy when he finds his mom not having time to listen to them. All he gets to hear is- “can’t you remove your socks? Why do you open the door with such force?” And there he goes out with a louder bang on the door after pulling her leg or hand with nonchalance. Then I calm this little lady and go to the big bro with all the buttering and there he looks at me indifferently.Uff…with all the patience bundled with silly stories, funny stories, tickling and fun, he gets back to form. The little sis sniffs it and call the mom for a nappy change. And now when Navneeth misses on something or start his tantrum, that’s the end. He gets a piece of my mind- a real big piece of my mind. Poor thing! May be he even thinks-“does mom have multiple split personality?”. Just that he may be too young to put it in words!!
Adding to this, come the altercations in doing the homework, getting Navneeth ready for classes, the daily activities, the household chores and settling down the night with the little angel- singing lullaby and playing to her sweet tunes even after the midnight has passed by a long time back.
Toggling between these two darlings, struggling to satisfy both to the maximum made me relate it to the toughest project management tasks at office. The challenge here is however tough the timelines are, you cannot delegate the tasks nor would you want to delegate it :)) The distinguishing line is that-"this is a project filled with love and emotions that will remain close to your heart till the end. Great performance here may not fetch promotions or bonus but the smiles, hugs and satisfaction you get in return cannot be matched. "
No doubt, Old is Gold
I am alone with my little daughter and she is sleeping. With almost all the work done for the day, I assume I have a little time for myself until she rings the alarm. I thought I can catch up with some of the missed calls of my friends. Only then I realized I don’t know a single number by heart; much to be ashamed, even my mom’s number(new mobile number though!), with the mobile lost.
I lost my mobile yesterday night and it has been misused by some miscreant, who had his part of fun by calling all the contacts in the midnight, creating embarrassment and havoc. Thank God, I had written down some of the frequently used numbers in case of any emergency during my delivery. I am completely handicapped now losing all the contact details.
It just flashed my mind how I used to remember the numbers of almost all my friends and relatives during the pre cell phone days; and maintain a telephone diary which now looks like an antique for me. Now when I dial the numbers using the house landline, I feel like using it for the first time . Storing all the numbers with names and reaching them in one-press has been one of the contributing factors for my rusting memory. May be I cannot get back the memory of having all the numbers in my finger tips, but with this incident I ensured that I practice writing down the numbers so that I don’t get stuck like this, especially such precious rare time for a pep talk which adds some spice and energy to the otherwise monotonous routine :). Time to think about the flip sides of the advanced technologies :).
I lost my mobile yesterday night and it has been misused by some miscreant, who had his part of fun by calling all the contacts in the midnight, creating embarrassment and havoc. Thank God, I had written down some of the frequently used numbers in case of any emergency during my delivery. I am completely handicapped now losing all the contact details.
It just flashed my mind how I used to remember the numbers of almost all my friends and relatives during the pre cell phone days; and maintain a telephone diary which now looks like an antique for me. Now when I dial the numbers using the house landline, I feel like using it for the first time . Storing all the numbers with names and reaching them in one-press has been one of the contributing factors for my rusting memory. May be I cannot get back the memory of having all the numbers in my finger tips, but with this incident I ensured that I practice writing down the numbers so that I don’t get stuck like this, especially such precious rare time for a pep talk which adds some spice and energy to the otherwise monotonous routine :). Time to think about the flip sides of the advanced technologies :).
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