What a year this has been! Full of change forced and forged.
A year in which lives transformed, not just personally. Where women were raped and left to die with the final blow from the honest MAN.
A year of the feminine awakening. Of knowing the way forward is to let go of the distorted past
What a year this has been! Of knowing true friendships and photo-shopped lives. Of being able to depend on only one.
A year in economical turmoil, all over the world, and knowing the real value of money. Selling wealth to survive, to understand and cherish everything intangible.
Courted, canned, closed and clued, a year full of nasty surprises with positive reactions. Being re-elected, based on limited skill, just to be used and thrown.
What a year this has been! With a world destined to doom, yet surviving the worst catastrophic event of all....nothing.
A year that subtracted just enough to multiply. Emotions, wealth, perspective, ideology, strength and spirituality. With implicit deep rooted belief and knowledge of winning.
A year of being strategically tested and tactically tempered, with little to show for it. Finding unwavering confidence in an another's life.
What a year this has been! Questionable poetry, personal prose and those lives unaffected by tragedy or love. Prolific yet subdued.
A year marred with the expectedly unexpected, the demonically mean, the unfairly beautiful, the tortuously gentle, the honest dissimulator, of confiscated belongings, and a lonely soul.
A year with an abundance for senile memory and a champion's heart. Least coveted, but thoroughly lived with aberrations paid in kind and more.
What a year 2012 has been! A year to open the most blinded eyes. A year to define a life or several.
A year to me.
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Mission: Totally Possible!
I have come to a point in my eventful life, where the time has come (again) to obtain and continue a long-term, mutually beneficial, cordial and hopefully entertaining relationship. No, Not marriage! I usually don't make the same mistake twice. I was talking about employment. It has come to pass, that economics, family dynamics, and the keeping of bare-minimal sanity, necessitates me to garner high-income employment. But finding a job in my chosen profession, in a place that struggles to feed a major chunk of its population, while staving-off epidemics of new-age diseases; is like shooting a dead rat with a 16 ton missile.
In the last 6 months I have, with some level of success, applied to approximately 500 jobs. In a desperate attempt to get work, I have applied to positions I have held in the past, I could do, have some knowledge in, have imagined myself doing, could attempt at least once in a lifetime, heard about from others; all on the premise of my functional, intellectual, physical, and spiritual caliber and my resume. Numerous positions were instantaneously dismissed, due to the lack of enthusiastic dispersal of funds. Multiple positions were refused for the sheer 'lack of enough of experience', even when I explained that I could only get experience if someone gave me the job. That explanation has not passed muster, yet.
The other, more devastating, reason for refusal has been 'over-qualification'. For those of you who have never been turned down for a reason such as this, please remember, you're bloody lucky! It is the most queerest feeling to be told that the job you have applied for, is beneath you, and to take you on for such a position of employment would squander not just your talent, but also their money! Yup, been there, done that, and it is not fun!
Thus in the light of recent life-changing events, and lack thereof, I have decided to tackle the gnawing problem of partial, substandard, employment with a straight forward approach. I shall attempt to chronicle all those details about me that prospective employers demand in their brightest and most promising employees. It is going to mean a series of posts that go far beyond the resume. This looks longer than an all-nighter, and I don't wish my current position on anyone. But as the true masters say, what doesn't kill you, will hurt like hell!
So, with the voice over of the guy from Mission: Impossible, who keeps egging Ethan Hunt on to take the damned mission, playing in my head; my goals are set. My Mission: Totally Possible! Job: Hunt: Live!
In the last 6 months I have, with some level of success, applied to approximately 500 jobs. In a desperate attempt to get work, I have applied to positions I have held in the past, I could do, have some knowledge in, have imagined myself doing, could attempt at least once in a lifetime, heard about from others; all on the premise of my functional, intellectual, physical, and spiritual caliber and my resume. Numerous positions were instantaneously dismissed, due to the lack of enthusiastic dispersal of funds. Multiple positions were refused for the sheer 'lack of enough of experience', even when I explained that I could only get experience if someone gave me the job. That explanation has not passed muster, yet.
The other, more devastating, reason for refusal has been 'over-qualification'. For those of you who have never been turned down for a reason such as this, please remember, you're bloody lucky! It is the most queerest feeling to be told that the job you have applied for, is beneath you, and to take you on for such a position of employment would squander not just your talent, but also their money! Yup, been there, done that, and it is not fun!
Thus in the light of recent life-changing events, and lack thereof, I have decided to tackle the gnawing problem of partial, substandard, employment with a straight forward approach. I shall attempt to chronicle all those details about me that prospective employers demand in their brightest and most promising employees. It is going to mean a series of posts that go far beyond the resume. This looks longer than an all-nighter, and I don't wish my current position on anyone. But as the true masters say, what doesn't kill you, will hurt like hell!
So, with the voice over of the guy from Mission: Impossible, who keeps egging Ethan Hunt on to take the damned mission, playing in my head; my goals are set. My Mission: Totally Possible! Job: Hunt: Live!
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