And no matter how much we try to be different from our parents, it’s amazing how we end up behaving just like them.
Buddhism tells you that change is inevitable. The Bhagvad Gita that you should not expect any results from your actions to be spared the grief. As a child, these concepts seemed so simple, hardly the precepts of two great spiritual paths.
It has been a tough couple of days. Layoffs are happening and it feels like I am a contestant in a game show.
When you grow up the ladder, you view the person above you as the embodiment of growth and happiness, I used to think that what I had was great but if I was a rank higher, it would be the very best thing in the world.
Every workspace starts off in the same way – an attempt to build a good equation- and eventually, it seems, ends up in the same way – with harassment, unrecognised efforts and verbal whiplash.
As a friend recently advised me: imagine that you were your own best friend. What if you saw your friend struggling like this, what advice would you give as a well-wisher? Would you tell them to continue or quit or change their way of working?
They say it’s a bad idea to mix work and your personal life, that it’s best to compartmentalise. But what if you can’t, what if your colours bleed into each other?
As a child, I couldn’t wait to grow up. It was like the golden land, a place where you could decide important things, like whom to live with and what you wanted to do.