At that point in time, I tagged the ideology to being a smart fellow (read innovative) and booking a decent profit. It took me nearly 2 decades, to take this simple idea and attribute it to ‘Value Creation’ (hmm or is it?). So how or why did the caterpillar become the butterfly (or at least a boring brown moth and pushing aside the facts of eventuality)?

However ladies and gentlemen, hold-onto-your-horses for a bit more please. Even before the metamorphosis happened, the world had already ground ‘Value-Creation’ as a concept, to a fine dust and gulped it down with green tea. ‘Value-creation’ was the name-of-the-game and was flying around everywhere from B-Schools to Businesses. Ok then ‘what-the-heck’ is wrong then? (Hmm reads like a line from ‘Kung-Fu Panda’)

The other day I was sitting back and thinking about the difficult times that we are in and the probable causes (read ways) that led to it. There are tons of thoughts out there, and each of them trying to decipher the “root causes” (rotten causes if you may like) of this debacle. Most of them end with a ‘Lessons to be learnt’ sermon. Even the good ones (at least most of them) end up talking about ‘smarter investments’, ‘better saving plans’ so on and so forth.

But then it hit me that the ‘pickle’ was just plain and simple – missing, or if the pickles were there, they were either too salty or too sour.  So then it takes away the ‘creation’ part out of the equation and we are left with plain and pure ‘Value’. Does this mean that I now tag my ‘Pickles’ to ‘Value’ and not ‘Value Creation’ > THE MOTH TAKES FLIGHT.

Here is what the Moth is thinking; There must be a pickle for each of the assets (or as they were called earlier) that we acquire, if not already there. Hang-on, if it’s there, then it must have tasted real bad or even spoiled.

Right then, so does it mean that ‘The Art of Making Pickle’ is the Secret to success of the ‘the Secret sauce mango pickle’? (Here comes ‘Creation’ rushing back into the equation).

Simple isn’t it, so why didn’t it work for us. The moth thinks, that if it were a Pickle maker and it dare buys its own pickles for the worth that it’s sold, then my pickles have ‘Value’. Also means that the moth doesn’t start booking pickles sales just because it has a farm, where it plans to start a Mango farm, and has Butterfly cousin who is setting up a salt Unit down in LA. Nor is the moth ready for growing mangoes on the beach and/or sift for salt in the forest.

So there must be ways of making and selling good pickles in very business, the Moth being a Techie and is especially Interested in making the Tech-Pickle, so how do we make a fine Tech-Pickle?,  no idea yet, but the Moth is definitely going to find out (or at least that’s the current itinerary).

Till then Adieus Amigos 

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness. 

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. 

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not alife. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things. 

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less. 

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality,  overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom.A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete... 

Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side. 

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost acent.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: 

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

- George Carlin

For every time I feel let down by somebody or something, I always start pondering on on the issues we have vis-a-vis the expectations we set, for each of the relationship we build and the obvious dissapointment here or there.