Saturday, May 12, 2012

A Latecomer's Day!

Here goes a re-cap of a typical working day during my hostel life in Bangalore ;)

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Scene 1: In my Hostel


My Alarm rings on time trying to wake me up at 7:10 AM.
I usually set it @ 7:10 AM, so that I shall be awake at least by 7:30 AM. I love those short, sweet naps after the first Alarm ring and have never ever woken up on the first ring of the Alarm. So generally, I let the Alarm too snooze for a while...

One by one, various planned activities for the day run in my mind, trying to wake me up from my nap. With a great 'might' in my mind, I decide to open my eyes. Of course, I need a 'strong will' to get out of my bed in those misty cool morning hours in Bangalore. Still half asleep, I’m reminded of my dad’s advice “Wake-up before Sun rises to have a healthy mind and body”

For years, “Take-Advice-And-Forget-about it” has been my much-loved policy. So, I quickly brush aside any such advice that can possibly hamper my temper and set out to carry on with my daily morning routine.

When I’m ready to step out, I sheepishly look at the clock and it gives me back a sarcastic smile saying “I’m not surprised”.
Ah...I’m delayed to the work, as usual!
Well…What now? I start thinking of the contingency plans. How do I explain my delay today to my manager?! 
Oh…God! I should have got up early and finished off the morning works quickly! I regret for a nano- second.

Sitting in the Bus, I think of something called “Time Management” ... I yawn.
Is it too tough? I don’t think so.
How do I frame my time well to plan my day and perform my tasks ahead of time? I doze off in the bus…
Scene2 : At the office:

Hi Late-Gate! One of my team members greets me mockingly. "Late-Gate" is the title conferred to me by someone in honor of my frequent dealys to not just to office, but also for casual meets with friends. I sneak into my cubicle and turn on my computer. The desk phone almost frightens me with its eerie ring in the absolutely silent work space, where one can hear only a few mouse clicks.

"Come to my cubicle”- call from my manager.

“You are late again. Remember... You are on the Watch-list”. The manager says with a stern look on his already stiff-face.

“This is the ‘n’ th time you say this, Aren't you tired of warning me on this?" I want to ask him back, but keep quiet.



Scene 3: At the cafeteria


In my coffee break I ask my 'ever-punctual' colleague.
“Hey, how are you so punctual to work every day?
“C’mon Yaar Swetha..It is all about managing our time well! Pat came the reply!
Did she say that so easily? I’m puzzled.
“But, how do you manage time? ” I ask her again
“I do everything quickly on time…tuck tuck…That’s how I manage time” Her reply was full of mockery.
Sure enough, her reply didn't answer my question. Maybe she felt her time management tips are a closely guarded secret. Of course, when there's a cut-throat competition in every industry, it would be hard to find someone who will share the success secrets.
With some lapses and delays, the day ended quite well for me, with some compliments and some bitter comments. With the bitter comments running through my mind, I think I should sincerely do my homework..ie.to learn, how to manage time better.

Way back Home I formulate three steps that could help me do a better time management.

1. “Early to Bed Early to rise”

2. “No Diversion and More Concentration in the work I do”
3. “Learn and Master my work skills. This will help me do things in a faster pace”

I discover these three 'seemingly' simple steps and decide to follow them by all means .

Scene 4: In my hostel 
At night I set the alarm for the next day, knowing it's a weekend and go to bed.
Next day…
Alarm rings…I press the snooze button.
Somewhere from my brain I hear a voice “What happened to the 3 Time Management lessons you discovered last night “
“Er, yes, But let me sleep for few more minutes” I plead back.
“Wake up! Remember your 3 Time Management lessons” - Voice from the brain again.
I mutter softly, “C’mon, Take it easy...It’s a Weekend!!”! I fight back further thoughts; curl up on the bed with heavy eyes.

Ok..that good-part of my brain now only hopes that I don't forget about my 3 lessons after the weekend cheer!


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