My take on going onsite for work
Onsite is the dream word for almost all people working in IT sector. It is always associated with lots of money. A single guy or girl who goes onsite for 2 or 3 years, is sure to buy a property in India soon after he/she returns or when they are still there, which will take more than 7 or 8 years for a person working in India, on average. It is also related to getting exposed to new culture, new people, etc. We can't forget the binding factor, the 'You are also Indian, I am also Indian' effect. I mean, they may be foes inside India over river Kauvery issue or Mullai Periyar dam issue or any other issue, but when they are in a foreign land, they have to help each other and they mostly will. A person working in distant land will always be considered genius than someone working inside India, which in reality may or may not be true.
One of the most regular things discussed during free time in office is this dream onsite, visa processing, etc. The moment someone gets their visa processed by the company it is almost sure that he/she will be the happiest person in the universe. The moment those people reach the foreign land, their facebook wall will get filled with pictures of them standing with boots, gloves, jackets in snow or in front an unknown place which they would have mentioned in the facebook as if they grew there. Within an year of stay onsite, they will get a bride/bridegroom and will get married. They would take them too there and we can expect photos of them together when they went trekking somewhere or when they carried out an adventure. These are the typical things which any onsite going guy/girl would do. They are too exciting for them, I can see that.
All these things somehow don't inspire me a lot. I am not sure of the reason, but, on asking myself, this was the reply I got. The world out there is just not suitable for me, because I am a well frog. The world out there is little materialistic. I do admire the money, nature, culture there. But some unexplainable feeling kind of says, "Don't go." Well, no one is inviting me there. I am not that great a performer at work to be the natural pick for onsite projects. Yet, even if one such onsite going chance comes, I don't think I'd go. How can one live without heart? My heart beats for India. This body and soul will work for India. I somehow don't feel great to work for an MNC instead of an Indian company.
India, is a country of great religious gurus. If you happen to get the right environment, then there are countless ways to get enlightened. I want to be amidst such people. I want to keep myself as much away as possible from the mad crowd of people running after materialistic desires.
I want Thiruvannamalai. I want Banashankari amman temple. I want Bannari amman temple. I want Ramana Maharishi. I want Ramakrishna Paramahamsar. I want Vivekanandar. I want people who will talk to me regarding Atman, Brahman, Tathvamasi, Aham Brahmasmi, Advaita. I feel great to know that "I am indeed THE DIVINE SELF." I want to be amidst people who will keep reminding me about this fact, which otherwise I will forget. I want someone who will persuade me to meditate, who will persuade me to realize who I am (MY DIVINE SELF).
My conscious (in general sense, not in a spiritual sense) nature is to be a sober. So India suits me well. I feel afraid that I may get lost in the materialistic world out there in the onsite. I don't want to lose wisdom for money. It is that simple!
One of the most regular things discussed during free time in office is this dream onsite, visa processing, etc. The moment someone gets their visa processed by the company it is almost sure that he/she will be the happiest person in the universe. The moment those people reach the foreign land, their facebook wall will get filled with pictures of them standing with boots, gloves, jackets in snow or in front an unknown place which they would have mentioned in the facebook as if they grew there. Within an year of stay onsite, they will get a bride/bridegroom and will get married. They would take them too there and we can expect photos of them together when they went trekking somewhere or when they carried out an adventure. These are the typical things which any onsite going guy/girl would do. They are too exciting for them, I can see that.
All these things somehow don't inspire me a lot. I am not sure of the reason, but, on asking myself, this was the reply I got. The world out there is just not suitable for me, because I am a well frog. The world out there is little materialistic. I do admire the money, nature, culture there. But some unexplainable feeling kind of says, "Don't go." Well, no one is inviting me there. I am not that great a performer at work to be the natural pick for onsite projects. Yet, even if one such onsite going chance comes, I don't think I'd go. How can one live without heart? My heart beats for India. This body and soul will work for India. I somehow don't feel great to work for an MNC instead of an Indian company.
India, is a country of great religious gurus. If you happen to get the right environment, then there are countless ways to get enlightened. I want to be amidst such people. I want to keep myself as much away as possible from the mad crowd of people running after materialistic desires.
I want Thiruvannamalai. I want Banashankari amman temple. I want Bannari amman temple. I want Ramana Maharishi. I want Ramakrishna Paramahamsar. I want Vivekanandar. I want people who will talk to me regarding Atman, Brahman, Tathvamasi, Aham Brahmasmi, Advaita. I feel great to know that "I am indeed THE DIVINE SELF." I want to be amidst people who will keep reminding me about this fact, which otherwise I will forget. I want someone who will persuade me to meditate, who will persuade me to realize who I am (MY DIVINE SELF).
My conscious (in general sense, not in a spiritual sense) nature is to be a sober. So India suits me well. I feel afraid that I may get lost in the materialistic world out there in the onsite. I don't want to lose wisdom for money. It is that simple!
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