What Is An Adverturous Life?

The other day I was in bangalore at IIM and I met this interesting person who had spent 2 years on ship. He was in merchant navy and had spent 11 months and then 13 months at sea back to back. He claimed to have been to every corner of the world and also been through the swiss canal.. He had seen the ice in siberia.. almost got mauled by the pirates.. whisked passed the bermuda triangle..

He had done all this with people from diverse countries like china, russia and even pakistan..

I was intrigued even further when I realised that those 2 years he had no access to news of any kind i.e. no news papers, no tv, no radio absolutely nothing. He would only get some access when they would dock their ship and that wasn’t too often or for too long..

My instant question to him was why did he leave that job.. such an adventurous job? and join IIM’s? I mean what a contrast..

I soon realised that too much of anything isn’t adverture.. adventure is about attempting newer things every day,. its about venturing into the unknown.. Yes travelling to new places is adventurous.. But so is starting a new business or scaling a company from scratch..

I realized that the thrill of starting something new or seeing something new is similar.. I also made a promise to myself that one day I would sail across the world and see what the swiss canal looks like and how cold is siberia..

Adventure is beautiful.. Even as a thought in my head

Missing Sis, Worried About Dad.. Reflecting On Life..

Its one of those days when you sit down and realise how much your family means to you.. Today my sister who had come down from dubai for Rakhi left again to go to dubai.. Felt very sad.. had fun while she was here.. will miss her..

As soon as she left dad fell sick.. He has fever.. gave him a hug.. and he spoke for about half an hour about all the things he regrets in life.. I just heard him all the while.. My dad was a very ambitious man – still is.. but fate and in many cases luck ran out on him and as per him he didn’t achieve all his dreams..

I heard him silently and wished he would get to fulfill his dreams.. Coz.. there is no better feeling than achieving and there is no worse feeling than regret..

When i wished him goodnight and came back to my room.. I sort of felt helpless.. Wished i couldve helped my dad in anyway.. All i could do was hear him out..

Ive realised the older im getting the more Im valuing my family and what they mean to me.. I used to (and many times still do) argue, ignore and take my family for granted.. But now that sis is in dubai and another sis is married and away from home.. I miss all that chaos that used to be my house with 3 sisters and my parents.. I miss that fish market with everyone shouting at the top of their voice to get each others attention! I miss all the fights, discussions and also the 4 of us climing on top of each other in a big group hug!

Life moves on I guess.. But I wish we could relive few moments.. Moments which make life worth it in the first place..