The Boss Eater

What do you expect when you hate your boss, and the head in return hates you? Total destruction. What kind of destruction? Let me name it: · Disturbing the whole administration · Poisoning professional relationships · Ruining personal happiness · Haunting even your dreams in sleep You develop a feeling of wanting to push that person into the deepest hell—and then run far away from it. But life is life. That person continues to exist, pestering you, objecting to everything you do, and saying all the things you least want to hear. Seven Heads and Counting I have worked under seven heads so far. I wonder how many more I will serve before I myself become a head. That thought alone is quite an atrophy to my spirit. I have never liked to creep into someone else's life, and I never will. Some bosses were exactly as good as a head should be. Others were as bad as a snake—and I confess, I have a sense of senselessness whenever I see a snake. Please note the point of writing this: I hold no personal grudge. I feel no envy of anyone's success. But having received ill-treatment from some bosses for no apparent reason, I am smeared. I carry those stains. A Mother's Advice When I joined my first job, my mother told me: "Whatever you do, do those things that please your heads." That advice still lingers in my knotty head. But I keep asking myself: "What pleases me?" And my mother was right. After seven years of working under different heads, I have reached a conclusion: Not everybody pleases the work itself. Rather, one must please the bosses. And in return, the bosses please the subordinates with opportunities and performance grades. The Radical in Me However, I am something of a radical. I choose to please my services and my customers, without much botheration about what the head thinks. Some heads clap for this. Others slap my face. It is difficult to understand. My colleagues advise me to follow the middle path—not too much, not too little. Just rickety-tick over. So-so kind of work. Some kinds of craps thrown to bosses to keep them happy. But I feel there is no real destination for people who live that way. They are merely floundering. That is not hard work—that is soft lips. There becomes no distinction between the sincere and the insincere. The World Belongs to the Head In such a system, there is no world of your own. The world belongs entirely to the head. The head is the curry cooker—frying all kinds of vegetables in the same pot, regardless of their individual qualities. The head follows his or her own way, and every coworker must follow that rigid set of philosophies. There is no growth. It reminds me of a father who wants his son to become exactly like him. Only then does the father become happy. But meanwhile, the son has no extension of his own life. It is a reprobate death—a death without meaning. The Sad Truth About Bad Bosses It is sad to know that there are many bosses of this kind. I suspect that all their training in management and administration—all their certificates—do not count for anything when they lack the basic values of a true head. I believe one responsibility of a leader is to admonish the troops who fall out of line—not to appreciate those who stray. I also believe a head should be an archetype of the place where he or she lives: broadminded, acceptable, committed, responsible. These are the qualities and principles that a true head should embody. But from what I have seen and learned from my many heads, the reality has been absolutely contrary to these ideals. The Pinch of Salt Because of these so-called bogus heads, everything gets spoiled. The taste of a curry is made by the salt. The head is like a big pinch of salt—essential. But when this taste-adder plays tricks with subordinates, the whole dish becomes fishy. I have witnessed incidents of bullying subordinates. Threatening to award lower points in final ratings. Even abusing minorities. And blah, blah, blah... The Final Question After all these mistakes, we still say: "The head is always right." But I have a question for the readers: Is it one head that is always right—or many heads?

The Dragon New Year

Isn’t New Year celebrated with pomp and joy by every race around the world?

99% of do that.

 BUT, What is there to celebrate, when we have multiply antagonisms and complications that are arising every year? Like new diseases, new terrorist groups, new WMDs, new problems. Nothing great to celebrate. No new joy and no new peace. What is new in the New Year? I have no New Year fever, no excitement but only worries about new problems.

Why is New Year called ‘new?’ ‘New’ should be flawlessly new. I will have no new brain to think, a new cloth, no new shoes, and no new meal. Nothing new. No gala, no new friend, no toasts of loved one, no new love-ah!  I am no New Year passionate; I am as usual as I. Nothing is great to rejoice on that day.

Years come and go. It is just the mark of the end of one year and the beginning of the next year and is the day on which the year count is incremented.

On that day, called the New Year, I will miss my dear and near ones far away in Bhutan. Alone here, and i would be reflecting the delighted faces and the scene of togetherness. But my new year resolutions keep me high, though I may not stick to any one of them. And it can sometimes hurt to plan ahead for 2012.  “New Year brings in new promises,” as many would say.

And I would like to leave here with a New Year poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox.

"What can be said in New Year rhymes,

That's not been said a thousand times?

The new years come, the old years go,

We know we dream, we dream we know.

We rise up laughing with the light,

We lie down weeping with the night.

We hug the world until it stings,

We curse it then and sigh for wings.

We live, we love, we woo, we wed,

We wreathe our prides, we sheet our dead.

We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,

And that's the burden of a year."

Blog and block from blockage

There are many worlds in the net world. The world of Twitter to twit, the world to blog for the bloggers, the world of Facebook for face time or-faced and Google to goof off with unwanted information, and yahoo to tell you tai-ho-a. And other scores of inactive terms carping to click.

Blog. And what I would like to call, ‘Blog and block from the blockage’ of knowledge is the recent site I am using and it will be of another addition of fun and weight - the weight to my body as well as weight to my mind! Sitting in front of a laptop and writing, reading is rewarding for intellectual growth but blog, twit, goof…what's not in the body.

Anyways, hope to have a good time; what's matter, at last, is not health and wealth but good times. Thank you Monu Tamang, my sincere and dedicated student for introducing me. I believe in you and am proud of you.

Everything is Possible. Just Go For It

Good time reading readers.

I am… ya…I am neither Martin Luther king, nor Shiv Khera, nor a Buddhist philosopher, nor Helen Keller to lecture on any topic. I am Simple Saacha Dorji, an original piece of earth.

I write; “If you have dreams, then you can do it,” and this is my small stuff which has titillated throughout life and here I write about it; dreams, aims, and aspirations.

“I Have a Dream,” the Martin Luther king’s speech at the gathering in the USA was a piece of speech to bring welfare and happiness to the American people. This was his dream.

And did he fulfill his dream?

 Of course, it turned out to be very short.

Likewise, every one of us has dreams, aims, and aspirations. Once you are on this earth, your dreams germinate like rivers. And if you are not able to fulfill these dreams, you tend to lose your head. And that is where you will have lots of shadows in your life.

Everyone has so many questions about dreams and aspirations. What is my true dream? The most important dream in my life? How will it come true? Where will I go? When will it fulfill? Etc and etc. Paulo Coelho (The Alchemist) wrote, "When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it."  I think by now, you just have to dream and begin the journey, the journey from your heart.

I remember I had so many dreams. When I look back now, my dreams would have all become real. When I was eight years old, I had a passion for singing. One day, I sang in front of my class. Who (the hell) was there to bring my dream to an end - teachers and students? I became a fun bag. From that day, I was really brainwashed and every time, in my mind, it recurred, ‘I can’t sing well. I can’t sing well.’ And the next time, when I was asked to sing, I wanted to disappear underground. (Of course, I’ve other dreams realizing slowly now -I’d like to write in the next article about this)

We have many hesitations in our dreams. We are frightened/discouraged, if once if we couldn’t perform well. We expect readymade results. We don’t believe in ourselves and don’t have the courage to move on. These are walls. The walls between you and the future world.

In the movie, “Field of Dreams,” there was a different type of dream portrayed. In the movie, Iowa Farmer Ray Kinsella, had a dream and vision to build a basketball court in the cornfield. That vision in his mind too was not discussed and asked to anyone. What kind of dream is this? It actually is building a castle in the air!

Do you know your reality? Do you ask and discuss your dreams frequently? Or, are you afraid of people who will mock you with your dreams? Or, you truly believe in your dreams and worship your dreams and don’t want to discuss them with others? Ask, and you will get answers to all these rhetorical questions.

I realized now, my singing dream could have been fulfilled. Don’t you think so? A force pulled me down so that I had to leave that dream. Force? Yes, forces are our teachers, our parents, our environment, and our friends, who influence.

Dreams are like seeds. If we put those seeds in the soil properly, it will surely grow into a fruitful harvest. But who bothers; forces again!

The inside force is stronger than the exterior one. Is that so? Yalp. That’s the fact. So we must believe from the vision inside; should have discipline and determination. We are all-powerful. We can also climb the highest mountain. We can also make alcohol out of water. I am not talking about magic; I am talking about dreams come true, your inner heart, and your inner dreams. If you have interest, hard work, courage, and God in you, whatever work you do, everything will come true. You can go for that.

Regards.

Saacha Dorji