It's like a Catch -22. You can either be bad or you can be sorry... only the difference is in the first case, your conscience is dead and in the second, well, you are dead. And then begins an unending charades of selling dreams and hopes and ambitions, while all the time both you and the other party knows that the chances that either will fulfil the dream is no minuscule as the traces of sugar in the sea. He goes away well-aware that nothing changes and you go away well aware that the guy may leave - he should leave if he really deserves something more than what has been put in his plate - so where is the win-win process that we all tom-tom but no one follows.
What hurts is that you know he deserves more and can do nothing about it. And on the other hand, at some pub, some bar somewhere in the heart of Bombay someone is downing a few pints and cursing you, your family and every other person other than my boss for what he thinks is betrayal.... 'Et Tu Brutus?'. Wish I could do the same but then Lord Voldemort could not drink to save himself from the Death-Eaters so the chances of him doing the same charade somewhere is something even J K Rowling would find difficult to explain.
Why am I talking about this? Well... the first reason is that I wanted to write something to ensure I do not end up killing Katherine Brock for all crimes, real and imagined and the second is that I find myself really thinking about this ridiculous concept of Appraisals - and the more I think about it - well the more I am sure I have to do it.
Sahir wrote:
फ़ीत्रत की मशियत भी बड़ी चीज़ है लेकीन;Transliterated it means:
फ़ीत्रत कभी बे-बस का सहारा नहीं होती !
Although doing what your heart says is really a great thing;
A Heart's desire has never been the succour of the helpless
And so the show continues.....
