The Tales of Carmensakura

This is going to be a long post and I apologize.  Anyway my department meeting yesterday talked about design thinking and it only reminded me of Steve Jobs. I have always loved Apple and Steve Jobs. I know Steve Jobs wasn't the greatest guy ever. He could have been nicer and etc. But this is not about that. This is about his vision, his beliefs and philosophy. I never quite realised how much I believed in Steve Jobs philosophy until I sat down and thought about it.  I admired Steve Jobs philosophy of design first. I don't know if he was the first guy who made design thinking into a thing. Or if he is the one who popularize that thinking? Minimalism. Simplicity. Clean. Aesthetics. User friendly. He made sure Apple designs abide by this. And this is what I have always loved about Apple. He made technology sexy, beautiful and cool.  I never quite realised that I, myself, believed in these values. But today, as I sat down and think, I realised that, the older I grow,

Today, I did my taxes. I did it online. So all I have is the softcopy that I saved in my pendrive. My parents told me that I should print it out. As a young person who has kept everything in my pendrive, I literally don't get it. So I said I wasn't going to print. And that sparked an argument. It was literally a pointless argument. If only they stated their point better. If only I was less angry. My parents also scolded me to stop cursing. And that annoyed me. It's obvious that a rift is going sometimes. A divergence in values and thought processes. And it's going to be tiring for me. Because I know I won't comply. And they will want me to. Maybe even force me. And I hate it when they use threats to force me to comply. And it's not a simple threat. It's the threat of a cut in family ties. It's always that same threat. I hate it. Because honestly, I do care for them. But I have my own way of living. I understand tha

So today, I turn 25. 2.5 decades. A quarter to a century. This is going to be a long one so forgive me. Let's start. Yesterday, a day before my birthday. I had a great time and I felt great too. I was reading this book that someone bought me for my birthday. As I sat and read, I definitely related to this book. As much as I claim to be an individualistic person, I do care about my family. So when books talk about family in a warm way, it just makes me tear up. Sophie Kinsella hit the spot with this book. With family, with career, with life, with love and everything. I'm very much like the main character. Wide eyed with my dreams. I do love city and its hustle and bustle. Only difference is, I am a city girl. Born and bred. Just like the main character, I did want my life to be "perfect". I didn't like ugly raw things. But I learnt that it isn't real life. Real life is messy. Real life gets ugly. Real life gets rough. Real life is filled