A journey of 2176 km....the journey of a lifetime

The Praetorians, an elite band of soldiers dedicated to protecting the life of the Roman emperor , the elite guard of the king, the best of the best, period. When all else fails the praetorians don't and that is what we are about.

In servitutem MHROD, is our motto and our king is MHROD. we have have had shared glory, some for ourselves and some for our course, but sadness, sadly, is a 2 word sentence, we lost at Great Lakes Institute of Management, a loss that was a long time coming, because everybody loses and the law of averages has to come into play somewhere. The only regret is that we had to travel 2176 kms to experience the bitter taste of defeat. Frankly, the bitter taste lasted as long as i was in that campus after that what defined my time was a simple quote on the T-Shirt of one of the participants, it read "Excellence is a tradition" which made me ask some very difficult questions of myself.
Am I a leader?
Do I deserve to be a leader?
What have i done to motivate, mentor and coach those who need this?
Have i really done the most that i can?

These were some of the hard questions i asked myself and i asked my friend, that we ask what have the world done, but we have never asked what have we done? Have we led effectively, and have we created a tradition of excellence?

Sadly, all i could see was my own inability in doing so, a 1 hour drive along the beautiful coast of Tamil Nadu has made me realise that i have always expected the wrong things and asked the wrong people the right questions. It is time to change that, it is time to return to where i started, a little fanatical, a little obtuse but always dependable and always ready to help.

I have the intent, i have made the journey, now the time is to see whether they accept.


The above paragraphs are best summarised by Linkin Park "When my time comes, forget the wrongs that i've done, help me leave behind some reason to be missed"

Comments

  1. Nitin TewariJanuary 21, 2012 at 12:38 PM

    well, the biggest, toughest idiot you will ever face will be yourself, and to begin with that realization is itself a great thing. I shall put it simply- "doosaron ki jai se pehle khud ki jai karen" ,,,,ab gaa to hum bachpan se rahe the assembly main, par samjh main der se aata hai na ...hehe. Off topic -

    Read principles of Carl Jung philosophy ( I am suggesting just like that. U can read it(internet) and understand...probably thats why ;)

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  2. RaphaelJanuary 22, 2012 at 2:06 PM

    @nitin sir: i have seen a few documentaries of jung...agal bagal se nikal jaati hain...but thanks anyways, bahut time lagta hai to make that idiot (self) understand

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  3. Rahul SharmaFebruary 2, 2012 at 12:20 AM

    Sour taste of defeat creates the opportunity to reflect upon self and rejuvenate, thats how leaders gain strengh. My friend, you are a leader.

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