The past couple of weeks since I returned from Taipei has been a whirlwind of an experience.
Coming down from the high of an enjoyable is never easy, especially so when you return to a life that is ever more hectic than before. In and out of the office, as the sun rises and sets, I have been rushing, rushing, rushing. Maniacally checking off my to-do lists, creating new lists even as older ones are left incomplete, pondering if I should have a checklist of checklists.
Madness, I know. BUT! There’s an order in all these chaos.
Even as I rushed from meeting to meeting, flustering around like a headless chicken (or a lost turtle, if I forgot what meeting I am in for next), there is a deep resonance within me that I am doing the right thing.
That I am at the right place, at the right time, and being with the right people. There is an inner compass in me that points to my true north.
Call me selfish. Call me arrogant. But true happiness often come only when you are doing things you believed in, that brings you joy and benefits in one way or another. There’s no selfless deed. Every good thing you do, there’s something in it for you.
And that’s where I am at now. Tomorrow will be another day of unplanned craziness and urgent detours, but whenever I feel I strayed from my true north, I will find my way back.
While this post may seem like a pointless ramble to you, it meant the world to me.
