We all have people we look up to for diverse reasons. Some of the reasons we look up to them could be that they have strengths in areas we don’t. Or they’ve achieved in areas we want to achieve in… The reasons are many, perhaps innumerable. And, now and then we contemplate on questions we would ask them on what it takes to get where they are.
Some reflections on what I’ve learned on Twitter so far: Follow People need you to give them a reason to follow you. Do you have something worthwhile to tweet or are your tweets relevant to them? At different stages I’ve followed different people depending on what I am interested in at that time. There are … Continue reading What I’ve Learned From Twitter
For the last few Mondays I’ve shared lessons from the road and squash court. For some reason that is where I seem to find myself in reflection almost effortlessly.
Perhaps the reason it is those two places is it is in those moments I disconnect from the usual bustle. Have you noticed places where you easily can disconnect and reflect? I think it is those kind of places where complexity ceases to be daunting.
Productivity takes on a new face when we’re in environments that encourage it. Sometimes changing my environment has made significant difference between getting things done and the adverse. I played a game of squash which reminded me about one of the reasons winning matters for us.
Well, I really felt like posting this and i kinda debated with myself. Some may think this childish… but i remembered someone telling me, “You are never too old to have a happy childhood!” I just had to! I remember watching many episodes more than once… Here goes some of my favorite quotes. Some of … Continue reading Some of My Favourite Quotes From the Adventures of Winnie the Pooh
I’m thousands of kilometres away from “home” and I as I mow the lawn my mind trails and rouses memories… I remember a particular occasion my dad taught me to change the blades on the lawn mower.
The present smell of the lawn and the wrath of the sun, as I mowed, remind me of how dad taught me to canvas the grass for stones before mowing… I remember blisters and the pain that came with them as I worked our garden / yard besides just mowing the lawn.