I told myself some things would never come back. It turned
out I was completely wrong...
1
I told myself my writing
was a thing of the past. It belonged to my first life which was in India. It belonged to my
first career, which was an advertising copywriter. It didn’t belong to my life in the U.S. After all, I was a commissions analyst. I was in a numbers job. The urge to write had
vanished from my life. Maybe it was a good thing? Maybe it was meant to be?
Year after year, for 14 years, it looked like that.
And then, in December 2010, wham….everything changed.
The urge to write, the will to write, and the inspiration
came back.
I started a blog, this blog.
I wrote my first post and never looked back.
This is post #422.
So I was completely wrong to think my writing would
never come back. It did, and in a big way.
What part of your
life do you think will never come back?
Could you be wrong about that?
2
I thought my interest
in stocks would never come back. I was completely wrong about that.
My friend Ajay, whom you know from several guest posts,
such as A Short Stint In Advertising, Oh Bangalore, Parts 1, 2 and 3, and Why You Should Never Abandon Your Pet, introduced me to stocks.
When he left advertising to become a stock broker, several
of us, friends and coworkers, bought stocks through him soon after.
I quickly fell in love with the stock market, and started
tracking the movements in my stocks on a daily basis.
I was so enamored with stocks in those days, I was known to
quip, “First love – stocks, second love – advertising, third love – husband”.
Then came the Harshad Mehta scam. It wiped out my gains,
and then some. My enthusiasm dried up. Besides, I left India for America soon
after. For the next 7-8 years, I was completely occupied with trying to make a
new life in America
I had to learn several new skills in America, including
driving, which I had assumed I could never learn, and commissions
administration, which I was highly doubtful I would be good at, because I thought I was a words person, not a numbers person.
Plus, I was parenting for the first time in my life – and as
every parent knows, parenting is an all-consuming activity.
And then, while I was busy doing other things, due to a
combination of reasons…my adjustment to life in America being complete, perhaps, and my career as a commissions analyst being stable, perhaps, and me reading the
book Rich Dad, Poor Dad by Robert Kiyosaki, I felt my interest in stocks
stirring again.
Interestingly, in Rich Dad, Poor Dad, Kiyosaki advises
against stocks, calling them “paper assets”.
His book steers you towards passive real-estate
income – recommending you make property investments and become a landlord.
Where I found the book most useful was in its emphasis on how it's not how much you make, but what you do with how much you make.
Kiyosaki stresses the importance of being financially savvy and learning everything there is to learn about money.
He also challenges your thinking about what is an asset and
what is a liability - stating that your home is a liability, not an
asset.
Rich Dad, Poor Dad illuminated the path to future financial
freedom for me.
Soon after reading Rich Dad, Poor Dad (and reading the rest of Kiyosaki’s books), I did several things.
I read up on taxes and started doing my taxes myself, something I never thought I could do.
I started researching bank accounts, so I could get the
best yield on cash balances.
I became knowledgeable about debt, and everything related
to it, so I could maintain a good FICO score and get the best lending rates.
And, I got back into stocks.
I was amazed (and initially overwhelmed) with the choices
available when I decided to start investing in stocks again.
There were many different kinds of opportunities – I could
invest in penny stocks, I could invest in stocks in different sectors, I could
invest in stocks with different market caps, I could invest in mutual funds, I
could invest in ETFs.
And there were many different ways to invest. I could buy stocks
through the trading arms of banks or through online brokers. I could do dollar-based
investments through companies like Folio and JStock. I could buy stocks directly
from publicly traded companies, through companies like Equniti group.
I was soon plugged into CNBC every day. And I checked the markets on Yahoo Finance
multiple times a day.
As soon as I felt confident, I started buying stocks.
My progress was bumpy.
Some bumps were nastier than others, prompted by ridiculous ideas.
And I had to lick my wounds several times.
But once I became comfortable with the idea you win some
and you lose some, and that index funds tied to broad indexes like the S&P and
Dow were underrated as a means of investing, I started to do better.
By the time the 2008-2009 crash rolled around, I had a
philosophy of ultimate optimism. I believed everything would work out in the
end. Even the Dow plunging to 6000 couldn’t shake this belief. I had become a
Yogi in Investing and yoga is what I practiced in my investments.
And to think I thought my interest in stocks would never come
back. It roared back.
What did you once
do you think you will never do again?
Could you be wrong about that?
3
I thought my
friendship with my friend Gerri was gone forever and would never come back. I was wrong about that.
Gerri, who is featured in my United States of Friendship
series of posts, was one of the first people I met in America.
We met at Palm Inc and soon started carpooling together.
I used to host Wednesday dinners and Gerri was a regular at
them.
But after we changed jobs and changed houses, we went our
own ways
I made new friends like Valerie and Kim, Nadya and
Julia and others.
Gerri made new friends too.
But a few years ago, we reconnected.
We became friends on Facebook and started talking on the
phone.
Soon I was joining Gerri at the Bible Study group she attended on Fridays.
A full 12 years had elapsed before we reconnected, but we were able to pick up where we left off.
I thought my friendship with Gerri was over and would never come back. Happily, I was wrong about that.
What relationships or friendships do
you think you can never get back? Could you be wrong about that?
4
Finally, I never
thought I would enjoy the freedom of being my own boss again.
I was my own boss for 3 years at Purple Patch, the creative shop I
owned and ran in India.
After moving to America and becoming a commissions analyst,
I thought there was no hope of enjoying that kind of freedom again, especially given the fact I was a single mom in a field where there were few freelancers.
Then in 2010, when companies were laying people off left,
right, and center, and distributing the work of those they laid off
among the remaining employees, I found myself clashing with my boss’ boss over
his attempt to get me to take on non-commissions related work. When trying to argue my way
out of it, didn’t work, I quit and for multiple reasons, including professional
confidence, financial confidence, and most important of all, “psychological”
confidence, I made the brave decision to do the Xactly Admin Course.
One thing led to another.
I got called to work for an Xactly software implementation
company.
After doing that for a year and a half, I decided to go it
alone.
I became a commissions consultant, something I have been
doing since 2012.
So once again, I am my own boss.
The only difference is at Purple Patch, I helped companies with their
advertising needs. Today, I help companies
with their commission processing and testing needs.
I contract at different companies, meeting new people, experiencing different corporate cultures, learning different comp plans and processes, and contributing in different ways. This is what I have been able to do as my own boss in the commissions administration field.
It is a thrill to have the freedom of being my own boss again - I never thought I would be able to get that back in my life again.
There – those are 4 things I was completely wrong in thinking I would never get back again.
Therefore I say, if there are things you think you will never get back again, don’t lose hope. A surprising turn of
events may be just around the corner.
When the time is right, they will resurface. Just keep your eyes open
for that moment.
Do come back next
week for the final part of this series, 10 Things I Told Myself That Turned Out
To Be Completely Wrong.
Acknowledgements
Thanks for the feedback,
(comments, likes, shares) on Part 1, 2,3, 4, 5, 6 and 7 of this series. I appreciate
the kudos from old friends, new friends, and relatives who have become friends.
You keep me going.
NEXT, Thanks to all readers, current
and future, for sharing my journey to wisdom, meaning and a better life.
Like you, I am trying to find my way through this complex maze we call life,
and I am honored to have you share my journey, as I continue to seek the wisdom
hidden in plain sight.
FINALLY, A Happy Birthday shout-out: to those with July
birthdays. Use your birthday month to celebrate all the wonderful things
that have happened in your life, some of which are waiting to happen again.
Have a blessed week, and hope to see you next
week.
P.S. Not sure if you have time, but if you want
to read the other posts in this series, you can do so here.
Take me to Part 1 of 10 Things I Told Myself Which Turned Out To Be Completely Wrong (Marriage and Driving)
Take me to Part 2 of 10 Things I Told Myself Which Turned Out To Be Completely Wrong (The I’m a Words Person, Not a Numbers
Person Notion)
Take me to Part 3 of 10 Things I Told Myself Which Turned Out To Be Completely Wrong (The Invest Like Warren Buffett Fiasco)
Take me to Part 4 of 10 Things I Told Myself Which Turned Out To Be Completely Wrong (Health Misinformation)
Take me to Part 5 of 10 Things I Told Myself Which Turned Out To Be Completely Wrong (Tax Cluelessness)
Take me to Part 7 of Things I Told Myself Which Turned Out To Be Completely Wrong (What I Want From a Job)
If you have still more time, featured below is a
sprinkling of older posts:
Friendships
The United States of
Friendship – Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6,Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12
Family
Our Cake Boss Family, Family Songs, The Nightdress Brigade, Family Advice I Am Grateful For, The Porki And Bonkers Tradition, No Need for 23 and Me,Letters to Lucas, Flying Lessons
Pets
A Fresh Perspective on Pets, Secrets of The Super Models In Our Family,BowWow, Meoww, Why You Should Not Abandon Your Pet
Nature
Hobbies
Managing Your Money
Yoga for Investors, How to Turn Your Girl Scout or Cub Scout Into
a Stock Scout, Financial Piece of Mind, Financial Piece of Mind – Part Deux, A Retirement Planning Formula You Won’t Find
on Oprah
Simplifying Your Life
You know what Wesabi is, How About Wabi Sabi? The Simple Life, The Element of Simplicity and Its Hope for
Living a More Satisfying Life
Getting Over Your
Self-Consciousness
The Element of Release From Inhibition, The Element of Being Less Self-Centered and
Its Hope for Seeing Things in The Correct Light, The Element of Getting Out of Our Comfort Zone
and Its Hope For Experiencing More of What Life Has to Offer
Learning to Laugh
How To Deal With The Sheldon Coopers in Your
Life – Part 1, Part 2, Part 3,Part 4, The Nightdress Brigade, You Aced the SAT, How About the LAT?, How To Cause Atmost Confuzen at the Scripps
Spelling Bee, How To Go From Madonna to Lilly to Myrtle in
The Course of A Single Evening - And Even Have a Sex Change, A Facebook Face-Off, A Short Stint in Advertising
Learning to Relax
How To Become a Low Maintenance Person, Connected Minds, How To Become The Kind of Person People Want
to Work with, How Many Times a Day Do You Visit Ireland? The Art of Carrying Things Lightly
Health
Raising the Bar, 4 Healthy Eating Ideas I Learned from My
Friend Julia, The Element of Becoming More Focused and
Precise In Our Goals and Its Hope for Achieving Powerful Results
Pursuing A Dream
What’s Next For You? The Element of The First Step and Its Hope for
Getting Big Things Started In Our Lives, She Victories
Changing in Good Ways
Maybe Its Time To Become More Receptive, Maybe It’s Time To Live More Purposefully, Maybe It’s Time To Bust Some Myths, Maybe It’s Time to Walk In The Direction Of
Your Fears, Maybe It’s Time To Understand What Freedom Is, Maybe It’s Time To Turn the Page, Maybe It’s Time To Rock The World, Maybe It’s Time For Freshness
2 comments:
THe MarvellousMs Minoo! How wonderful to read this inspiring piece from you again-- you are a writer first above all else you conquered in life. Keep em doing- was dying to read the rest but now have to wait... Meanwhile am trying to find parallels in my life too! (Signs of a great article, movie or ad one sees)
and do let me know some news of Tanita and more write to indubee8@yahoo.co.in. Let's catch up! Indubee.
A very thought-provoking post Minoo! Live your dream even if its receded to one cornet of your life currently.We have but one life...live your life the way you'd like and don't get embroiled in your current situation...where there's a will, there's always a way!
Ajay
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