Right now I’ve constrained myself to remain unaffected by
the sight of the well-made bed. I simply wish to avoid the temptation of sleep,
the reward of leisure and the bonus of pleasure. The Sunday is bound to die
soon. Monday will follow like a rude beast of sorts. Therefore sleep should be
the first thing on mind. Somehow I think, today I will succeed in postponing
it; provided Newton doesn’t interfere.
Is something bothering me? Well, of course something is! Or
else I wouldn’t have been spending this time, patiently thinking and writing
these words. I am wondering and trying to choose between two sides of my life
as a professional, a creative writer and a creative director. What are these
two sides all about?
Side #1 – Should I turn a blind eye towards non-performers
and embrace ignorance?
Side #2 – Is it OK to act like a coward and secretly keep
praying to save the job?
If given a choice, I wish to abolish both. Seventeen years
of my tough career in advertising have taught me certain principles; one of
which is – Seeking Clarity. Even though I stuck to it like a dictum; in the
last five years, I haven’t stressed on it firmly. As a result, a not so rare
breed of unthinking client servicing executives seems to have taken undue
advantage of the same. Rather than blaming them or holding them responsible, I
wish to plead guilty. A certain guy called Sanjay Mukherjee spoilt me to the
core. His was a personality of a hardcore client servicing executive who easily
brewed an infectious blend of passion, persuasion, precision and presentation.
How could that idiot never walk out without impressing or winning the client’s
approval? Some say, he was blessed. But I don’t believe them. I cursed him
every time because he drove me crazy with his ambition to achieve. Bloody hell,
I succumbed so easily that I am yet to recover from that process of winning.
Circa 2017, I am struggling to make the nonbelievers in good advertising to
still seek the bigger purpose of creative communication. Shame on me!
I feel more ashamed because I read from the Bhagwad Gita
every morning. Why does it time and again remind us to expect no gratification
from our deeds and continue slogging? I feel ashamed because I memorize the
line, extend it further by adding ‘never expect anything from anybody’ and I
still fail on all counts. I start demanding answers. I start seeking results
for the hard work I put in by setting my ass, my mind on fire. It sucks even
more when the responsible act irresponsibly, choke the communication network to
death and come running towards me to announce – ‘Taking a note of the caused
delay in delivering, the client has sent a stinker’. I own up to the discrepancy
and deliver. Suddenly the client seems to be in no hurry and the conveyor of
the stinking news starts showing withdrawal symptoms. I start demanding answers
again. I betray my own learning from the Bhagwad Gita – Continue delivering.
Expect nothing. When none of these work, I voluntarily decide to rest my case
and lose my cool. This is where Newton’s third law of motion jumps in.
I feel more ashamed because I read from the Bhagwad Gita
every morning. Why does it time and again remind us to expect no gratification
from our deeds and continue slogging? I feel ashamed because I memorize the
line, extend it further by adding ‘never expect anything from anybody’ and I
still fail on all counts. I start demanding answers. I start seeking results
for the hard work I put in by setting my ass, my mind on fire. It sucks even
more when the responsible act irresponsibly, choke the communication network to
death and come running towards me to announce – ‘Taking a note of the caused
delay in delivering, the client has sent a stinker’. I own up to the discrepancy
and deliver. Suddenly the client seems to be in no hurry and the conveyor of
the stinking news starts showing withdrawal symptoms. I start demanding answers
again. I betray my own learning from the Bhagwad Gita – Continue delivering.
Expect nothing. When none of these work, I voluntarily decide to rest my case
and lose my cool. This is where Newton’s third law of motion jumps in.
To conclude, the fearless mind that I have been born with
and the restless soul that I will continue being, I believe my action will
definitely lead to reactions. Will that stop me from causing ruckus? Will I stop
demanding answers? Will I decide to act like a coward? Or simply raise my voice
and allow Newton’s third law of motion to take over! I think only when the
apple falls; the issues concerning me will gain some gravity. Till then, I
shall rebel.
-Virtuous Vociferous
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