Thursday, September 26, 2013

My Journey of Toastmasters

Year 2011 and place Hyderabad

Big surprises come in small packets and it was an invite to a non-work related meeting. This meeting had a different aura as all our HR's were actively promoting it and I wondered what is so special? With nudging from our manager, I accepted the invite and skeptically sat in the conference room.

The meeting started with a high pitched eccentric person shouting “Good Morning” multiple times. This person was so persistent to get a Good morning that I wondered if I was listening to a desperate School principal asking for Good Morning. I later learnt that he is called “Sargent-At-Arms”J. The meeting continued with MC and other role players.

All this seemed well rehearsed and did not impress me much until one session of the meeting. Yes, it was a Table Topic session and I was called as a speaker. I managed to mumble and fumble for 1 min and stood silent for the next. 

During then I realized how difficult it is to speak just for two minutes in front of an audience. This part of the session showed me the scope for impromptu speaking and convinced me to associate with Toastmasters. I visited nearby club for next 4 weeks, but could not join as I was contemplating to relocate to Bangalore.

I joined Express2Lead TM Club in April 2012 and continued to be an active member till date. Currently I am Vice-President- Education of out club helping members reach their goals. I am amazed by my increased ability in public speaking and looking forward to learn at every meeting and from every member.
Dear Toastmasters, remember: Big surprises come in small unwelcome packets. Look out for them and seize! J

Urs,
Vish






Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Caught in waves of Time

Wonderful poem! and kudos to the writer.
Hopefully I start writing such wonderful poems one day. :)

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Looking into the sea I stood gaping,
Trying to understand why the waves are moving,
Caught in waves of time they complained of worry,
Sometimes to a greener grassland they would aspire to ferry.
Singing a song that only I knew of,
I wondered if the haste is worth the fight,
Why should I worry if I am always right?
Destination is a mystery -some call it destiny -
Lest we fool ourselves with the chaotic theory.
People here can't stay idle,
Even the fuel prices rise cant quite bridle.
Mobility is the order of the race,
Bonus points if you leave a path to trace.
"But what's with the points?" if you care to ask,
You will know -On earth there's no real task.

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Poem Written by Divya, a enthusiastic Toastmaster from Chennai Communicators Club
(Extracted from CCC Newsletter)

Urs,
Vish

Monday, September 23, 2013

What's the point of Worrying?


Today I took a day off and was trying to figure out some confusion regarding my career and sort out things in life and give them a perspective.

Most of the days, I enjoy the thrill of uncertainty, the anticipation of what is next and the suspense of unread chapters in my life. But I have to confess that I worry sometime, especially when I am indecisive and not in full control.
I worry about my job, I worry about my next deliverable, I worry about my future. I worry even though I knew that nothing I could change with my worry.

All the thoughts clouded my clarity and the road seems broken ahead. This link came as if god-send at the right time. I am not a fan of Art of living, but a student of wisdom. These words from guruji are words of perpetual wisdom and knowledge. I learnt and strongly agree with his perspective that - What is the point of Worrying?"

The curtain is any way going to fall, Enjoy the show and give your best while on the stage.
Remember, the curtain is going to fall soon, what's the point of worrying?

Urs,
Vish