Archive for November, 2008

duality

over the last couple of months, i’ve spent considerable time soul searching. living in islamabad does have it’s benefits, cheif among them being the time i can spend with myself. i’m thinking of recording the results of this search here, in the hopes that maybe someday, they might bring me more clarity. 

this post deals with the topic of duality. one of the things which has helped me considerably during my professional and personal life is the ability to keep both sides of an argument in my mind. what i took as a natural ability and something common to humanity, i’ve discovered that it really isn’t. 

what most people that i’ve run across do, is to generate a point of view and then perpetuate that point of view during the course of their lives. this view can be as simple as a food choice or as complex as state of the national economy. ofcourse, these views are built up on the basis of bias and experiences the person in question has gone through since their childhood. this is the reason, especially in our part of the world, that many people get into heated debates over seemingly nothing, because it is their worldview which is challenged when another view is presented. 

how did i steer clear of it? well, for the most part, it has to do with my grandmothers. yes, the virtues of having grandparents who are still alive and well (mashallah) are many and they’ve taught me a great many things from their life experiences, what i call pearls of wisdom. we often downplay the stories our grandparents tell us for idle chitchat or their need for reliving memories, but these memories are truly priceless to the right mind. 

anyway, back to my grandmothers. while growing up, i was at one point in time, intrigued with my name. what did it mean, what was the origin and so forth. the name ‘mansoor’ fortunately doesn’t really have a single well established meaning and in my formative years, that was a great source of confusion! afterall, in the mind of a child wrestling with making sense of the world around him, how could this crucial detail be so confusing when everything else was absolute? afterall, i eat because i’m hungry, i sleep because i’m tired and i talk because i want to say something. back then, everything was clear, simple and straightforward. the elders had the answers and they were, largely, the same answers. but my name, that was another story altogether. 

so what does my name actually mean? while i had many connoctions suggested to me, according to one grandmother, my name meant the ‘bringer of happiness’ and according to the other, it was ‘bringer of pain’. you see, they were basing it off the literal meaning of the word ’soor’ which meant pain and happiness in two different languages. other variants were ’success’ and ‘the one who gives peace of heart’ etc. 

as you might imagine, i struggled for quite a few years to understand how or why could something as simple as my name have two so opposite meanings! and to top it all off, which meaning should i be selecting? somewhere along the line, however, i accepted both! 

in terms of logic diagramming, i was posed with the dilemma of the ‘exclusive or’ where it can be one choice or the other, but not both. my solution was rejecting the ‘exclusive or’ and making it of  ’and’ logic, where it would have to be both, or none at all. so now, my name means, atleast to me, the bringer of both pain and happiness, complete opposites yet as one. 

how did this happen, and who taught me this, i dont recall, someday maybe i will, but whoever gave me this ability has bestowed upon me the greatest gift of all. from something as simple as knowing the meaning of my  name, i’ve applied this concept to a myriad of other problems over the course of my short life. being able accept many sides of a given situation, from the simple choice of good and bad to the more complex shades of grey in between, i value myself as being free of bias and being able to look at things in a more objective, non personal way. even though i still get into heated debates defending a point of view with various people, the ability allows me to be able to get into heated debates on both sides simultaneously! 

and yes, the fact that i can think in duality might also be just my point of view, and may not be really true. many have argued with me that i just take the opposite side to whatever argument is presented to me, and that i take the negativity as duality, which leads me to think that their argument is also true, which means i’m able to think in duality in the first place! 

yes, life as me is so much fun. that’s it for soul searching for this time.. if you’re thoroughly confused by this post, dont worry. it’s not supposed to make sense in the first place. 

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dependance on panadol and the harkat mein barkat

lately, it seem’s like i’ve been addicted to panadol’s. yes, those sweet little round tablets in the blue packing (no, not the red ones). for one thing, taken at night, they help me sleep a lot better and i wake up refreshed. 

before you negate this fact, let me clue you in. i’m one of those blessed(?) individuals who have lucid dreams. for the uninitiated, lucid dreamining is where your conscious doesn’t really go to sleep when you do but instead, keeps on thinking the world created by the subconcious is actually the real one. thereby keeping itself alert and active all night long. the result is i wake up more tired than when i goto sleep as my body doesn’t have the time to recuperate. 

a lot of people try and induce this state at night…. i get it naturally. suffice it to say, my dreams are much, much, much more real than those people normally have. 

so yea, back to the panadols. in the last week of october, i had a lot of travelling. three cities in 10 days to be precise. the reason? training seminar’s i had to deliver on behalf of my company. as with any pre-training day, i dont take any risks as far as my apetite or general well being is concerned (obviously, it’s doesn’t reflect good on me that the trainer people paid upwards of 7k a day to learn from can’t even keep his eyes open). so i started taking panadol’s before going to bed. 

before i knew it, i was hooked! now i keep a ‘patta’ of panadol in my office, at home and in my bag at all times. (i did think about keeping one in the car, but it gets so hot during the day that it would be all but useless… still thinking of a way for that though)

which brings me to the second topic of this post.. the harkat mein barkat! it’s a line i keep hearing from my elders and others who have been wisened by age and experience. even though the english variant of ‘a rolling stone gathers no moss’ rears its ugly head from time to time, i haven’t had much evidence on that front to make a judgement. 

my ‘harkats’ are happening on many levels, (though physically moving my ass around is still a big challenge mind you) the least of which is the training tour i wrote about above. the number of pre-sales meetings we do here have increased as well thanks to new strategies and targets imposed as well as the general ‘driving around’. but the harkat most i’m apprehensive about is one of the milestone harkats in life, the shaadi. 

i tried, i failed and i relegated control. now, i’m back and making more efforts. 

afterall, if you do get up after failing, that doesn’t really count as a failure does it?

here’s hoping the harkat’s bring some much needed barkat! amen!

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trying out the new…

taking risks while trying out something new used to be no stranger to me.

lately, i’ve discovered i’ve gone over to the dark side :S

each ’something new’ is bringing more and more dread to try out…. am i finally growing up?

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