Bus Chai, aur kya
No matter how good or bad the day is going, looking forward to the morning Chai and earning that evening Chai after a long day has a charm of its own. It's some incentive that drives you but doesn't show up in our bank statement or payslips.
I always thought it's such an innocent wish in life, a small cup of Chai, at subconscious level drives our behaviour and eventually has impact on bigger things.
Today I realised I end up preferring client meetings during afternoon where they serve good tea. May be that leads to more business from those clients. Imagine a Bank is using a certain tool because the cafeteria or the staff makes lovely tea and that matters to a random person (may be not even in the same city) who visits them occasionally.
It also affects the kind of people we hang out with. May be I prefer Chai lovers over coffee fanatics. I am sure this is not an obvious decision, but I can't deny the bias. And we all know “the network is networth” these days. So whatever I am doing in career and in personal life is impacted by this little decision , or preference.
I have seen the movie “Butterfly effect” but never internalized how true it can be before writing this article.
And this is one simple choice. Our live is permutations and combinations of such small decisions , and of course the big ones too. It's like I am paintig the picture of my own life, one stroke (decision) at a time.
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sanika joshi
10 months ago
Beautiful post. Simple words making you think. Loved the ending "I am painting the picture of my own life, one stroke (decision) at a time."
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