Of Complains

I remember almost 4 years ago, when three of us were getting started with our agency in one small room, of size approximately 300 sq feet, I was complaining. I was complaining that we have registered a domain name, our website is live. Now where are my emails? Where are they? I used to check my emails multiple times a day only to be disappointed. Why aren’t people finding us? It’s been two weeks already. With a grumpy face, I used to go to bed. Fast Forward two years. We were working from a bigger space, this time close to 1500 sq feet, which happens to be the current place where we stay but not work. We were working, earning money, saving quite a bit, enjoying ourselves. Our friends were proud of us. It was a breeze. You know the gentle breeze which hits you when you go out for an evening walk in January. That kinda breeze. We were cruising. At that time, I was complaining. I was unhappy that we did not have a commercial space yet. That people should know that we have an office and that we are not small timers, we should have a sign board outside our office, which should display who we are. Not a difficult thing to achieve, but I was complaining. As I sit and write tonight, I am thinking that we now have an office space in one of the sweet spots in town, we have a team, we have clients, we have testimonials. I am still complaining. We do not have enough clients. We need to get past this adaptive phase scenario. I am complaining and I am feeling miserable. I will be very honest here. Complaining has never ever given me anything. But still I do it. I think we all do it. We are pathetic creatures. Not a thing that I am proud of. Not at all. Complaining has only added to my overthinking, taken away precious time or rather priceless time when I could have written more for example, or probably could have been a better marathon runner, or a better cook. (Yes, I am awesome).

For Example, I just came back from a walk and I am feeling grateful. Not complaining. Not this time. Ok a little may be. In Fact not from the past couple of months. Or may be more. I don’t remember, and that’s a good thing. I am grateful each day just for the fact that I am breathing, my bare necessities that I am provided for, for the fact that I have got friends I share my life with, and for character that keeps us going. I have realised it so much and this holds true that writing down the names of 5 people every single day for whom I am grateful, adds value to my life. I just feel good after I do this exercise. I also say to myself why I am grateful for their presence in my life. The people can be the same or they can differ every day, it doesn't matter. Learnt this trick from James Altucher. Damn Good. At the same time, this little fella called “Complaining” shows up once in a while everyday, tries to get his way through. At times, he really does. But I see you man, I just need to acknowledge your presence and let you blend in. You see, I don't want to hurt you. I just want you to know that you have blended in.