This is part 1 of a 13 part series. The series is a collection of observations and opinions formed while navigating the complex career path of a programmer over the past decade.
This work is my answer to the question, “What can I do to change the world?”. I am tired of helplessly watching the debacle from sidelines. Reaching a point where my conscience is ready to give up and the mere thought had left me intellectually numb. I could no longer appreciate the nature and its beauty that inspired me; I could no longer feel the adrenaline that has driven me. I feel like a shell thrown out of the ocean, waiting to be discovered and admired. Only to realize, I am washed away on an island made of such shells waiting just like me. Hope, slowly deserting the island, gradually turning each one of us into a stone. We might be pearls for someone but deep inside we have been robbed of souls in return of the glittering luster. This passive degeneration is consuming the animal instinct that gives me vigor to evolve and aspire to take the world to the next level.
With rationality as a curse of evolution, I am forced to react. Either suppress the reason or deal with it in whatever capacity I can. I am an average person who will never be in a position to inspire millions through my actions. At the same time, I am an engineer who realizes that it is ideas that inspire and not people who think of them. I will spend my life trying to struggle through mediocrity and search for wisdom, but the questions I face, have been asked by the greats in every generation. I don’t find it necessary to trivialize my thoughts by binding them to my identity. I want to express myself just like any other human being. I intend this work to be a conversation between our consciences. Once I choose to hide my social status and just leave ideas on the paper, as a reader that is all you have to deal with. By anonymity, I try to equate out our egos from this conversation.
I could be anyone, a friend, a co-worker, a relative or a fellow passenger on a long flight, it genuinely doesn’t matter how you want to perceive my existence.
Then the obvious question would be; as an author what would I gain from this. Well, if ever I happen to get involved in a discussion inspired by this work as reference (without anyone knowing its source), I will be at peace knowing I made a little difference to this world.
In a digital world, with thoughts getting diluted with textual noise all over the internet, I am missing a healthy conversation that gives me peace and revitalizes my soul. The constant chatter about nothing is consuming me and this work is a liberating scream that will help me jettison baggage of unnecessary information. I want to add more purpose to my life and this is just an attempt to start doing so. I no longer want to exist as an active contact on app lists or IMs, I want to have a conversation over some good food, I want to have hearty laughs about the past, share something new about work, have a heated argument about something that matters, shake off the tense moments with goofy jokes, apologize with a grin and walk away with your perspective about something valuable. That is connection I want to maintain. We are so indulged in the glitter of the artificial dazzle we invented that we have forgotten to admire the twinkle that inspired us in the first place.
The posts are just my observations. The attempt to correlate seemingly very disconnected fields might be incoherent as a casual reader at first, but with a deeper thought they might trigger a more meaningful reaction. The bibliography is just a list of books I read over period of time and found worth sharing with others. One of the later posts covers some of the e-mails I have written in past at turning points of my career.