The Ultimate Dream

Looking on ten years from now this is what the ideal life looks like:

* A doting husband who i have and still am in love with
* Sharing a healthy lifestyle and fitness routine with that doting      husband
* A bundle of joy to share our lives with
* A fully fledged charity that is making a difference
* A ivy league MBA
* A collection of properties
* A corner office overlooking the city skyline
* A bedroom overlooking serene ocean views
* Retired parents that are healthy and happy

On Forming Alliances

Its been another one of those days that ends in cake and a glass of wine while sneaking in a tad bit of a fitness routine in stolen moments. Its interesting, i'm making the world spin and have the blood rushing through my veins.

I find myself ringing up CEO's, establishing alliances, discussing business models and tactic to take the market place by storm.  With my headset on, confidence bringing i make things happen. I'm learning again and thriving and i love it. Its full-filling, its exciting and makes it all worthwhile.

I think every career path chosen needs to have an element of learning, of developing new skills for it to be that full filling and its those moments that make me feel like i made the right decision. By title i feel like its a step backards, at other times i am pushing so hard it scares me because the fall is from a pretty high place. At the end of the day though i have come far, it hasn't all been a fluke and i know what i am doing.

When you reach beyond the stars , even if you miss, you will land within the stars!

Waiting for the drought to end..

Its been a little while without much of a dating life. The last guy was from the plane, on my way to NZ. The blood doctor who i jumped into bed with a little too quick who never exactly called. Not that i blame him, i was there for but a few days and i barely knew him.

So i've signed up to rsvp again. Collecting men and kiss's, hoping that in this collection is a diamond in the rough and yet another collection of dates. 

Lately though i've been getting pickier or is it becoming more monotone.  There are a few there on email with the promise of tomorrow's. Perhaps soon they will turn to dates and life becomes fullfilling once more.

Hot desi chicks and their three figure salaries

Somewhere along the way, a small minority became and elite minority. The sons and daughters of the immigrants who ventured to a new land for prosperity and happiness have made it in the western world.

Sneaking a peak into the lives there is a successful group of young women, emerging from the sidelines. The success and those three figure salaries are almost accidental out of expectation, if not for the years of hard work and slog that lay in the past.

So with confidence brimming, earning enough to live that luxurious life and buy all the jimmy choo's one could dream of, these girls are the first to make it to the boardroom, to stand on their own two feet and smash that glass ceiling. They love their families, see no barriers and their sheer brillience just shines through.

But what of the men? Why are they all so single? Why is it always a date or two, never a third or a month or a lifetime?

Have we forgoten how to love?

Nervous Energy

And sometimes you step out of your comfort zone in order to really push yourself. You look far into the distance and commit to a challenge which scares you. You commit such that you have no other choice than to tap into that well of courage you have deep within yourself.

When failure is not an option, you know you can do it.

So i'm a great presenter, I have always been. From the strategy sessions in the corporate boardrooms of billion dollar empires to pitching that multi million dollar deal to a key client, i have been there and done that. I have made it and always succeeded.

I know what i am talking about. I've got the experience, the depth, the knowledge, the public speaking capacity to get there!

I love my life. I love the opportunity. I love that i can make it happen. That i make the steps to be who i want to be.

Sometimes i pretend we are together

My dearest David,

We spent but three nights together but sometimes i dream of a life for you and I. In my dreams, we live a whole other life.

We've been together for three years, sometimes on and off but we keep coming back to each others arms because we are meant to be and while its hard, we work it out and make it work. You live in Sydney, I in Melbourne, but we both travel enough such that we spend more than half the week together. Sometimes i come home and you surprise me by turning up and my place and vice versa.

You have dreams, aspirations and i admire you. Your successful and you love me. We have wildly intellectual conversations while sipping red wine.

In my dreams we have a whole life together. Sometimes i even tell people about you. All your details, what you used to do, what you do now, how we make it work, how your currently sitting at home waiting for me to come home.

Isn't it funny that your alive in my dreams, that your living a second life you do not even know of.

Sometimes i wish i could exist in your world.

Am i walking backwards?

This backwards steps i seem to be taking lately , what is it all about?

Am i about to burn out?

Is this too much?

Is this what i enjoy? Am i just pretending?

Have my pretensions become so real that even i am fooled?

What do i want to be?

Where do i want to be?

With whom do i want to be with?