Far From Flawless

Well, I am back to me. Not that I don't have anything else to write about.. well.. may be a little because of that.. and also because, I love writing about me.

I am writing up a whole lot of stuff for office these days. Its half year. You have to document everything. Creativity has to shine there. For my rating depends on that.

I used to do this thing since I was a child. If I want something, and in case I did not get that (say a bike or a toy when I was kid), I would convince myself that I do not want that. Or I am better than that. And I would stop craving for that. I now know, that even though its a good self defense trick (you rarely get hurt with this) - its not very appropriate. Life is a game really, and you can't win all of them in your first attempt. And that does not mean you should change the game altogether. As always, there is a next time. 

 If life with a job has really taught me something - its that - Its okay to commit mistakes. Like if you want to drive rash, you drive rash. You want to drink, go ahead. Your code has a sev1 bug, fine. But be responsible. Take care you don't fall - and more importantly - just don't make some one else fall for your mistake.

I am not a genius, and I am sure you must have heard all this before. I am more foolish, than I am wise. But end of the day, I live my life in my terms. And for now, I think that's all that matters.

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