Why? Why me?

Hello, people! How have you been? I am back after a while. I am being regularly irregular these days. Life has been on its usual ride – ups and downs. Work has been hectic. Sometimes good work and sometimes just meetings. Actually, the number of meetings that I am part of has exploded exponentially.  It was so annoyingly more that we recently had few meetings to discuss how to stop wasting time in the meetings. Irony!

Last week I was in one of the late night calls. It was scheduled from 10 PM to 12 AM my time. The day was hectic and exhausting already. And this meeting was the icing on the cake. The meeting involved a lot of people from across different geographies. Everybody to talk about some processes. There is this one kind of meeting that I like where a bunch of people join but you are not required to give any inputs. Just mute yourselves and listen to what is being discussed. Or simply teleport yourselves to the neighboring galaxy. Or try telekinesis to move a coffee cup just by focussing intently. This meeting was not that type. This was exactly the opposite. There were many people involved. You have to give some inputs. But you don’t know when you will be asked. So you have to be attentive throughout the session.

About one hour into the meeting, my eyelids were on auto shutdown mode. My turn did not come yet. I was going through so much process improvements and excel sheets that I was mentally exhausted. I didn’t eat enough and I was famished. My telepathy seemed to have been so strong that my wife came into the room with a bowl full of watermelon pieces. Without speaking a word, I expressed my gratitude through my eyes and was staring at the bowl. I was slowly eating one piece at a time and was listening to the discussions. Somebody did a time check and said we have only five minutes more. I was not sure if I was irritated or relieved. Part of me wanted to get this over with on the same day and another part of me begged to end this call.

When somebody started summarizing, I was pretty sure this meeting was going to continue the next day. I mentally switched off. I took a mouthful of watermelon and was listening to the summary. Somebody interrupted and asked everyone if we have 10 more minutes. What? No way. But they reached a consensus to continue. So, I stuffed the remaining pieces in my mouth in frustration. That is exactly when somebody decided to call me out for my inputs. I had a mouthful of watermelon and I was struggling to push some down the throat so that I can speak. I was mumbling.

“Are you there?”


“If you are speaking we cannot hear you. You may be on mute”


“Hello? you still there?”


“I think he dropped off. No problem, we will get his inputs in the next call scheduled for tomorrow. Thank you, everyone, for your valuable inputs”

** Meeting ended **

“Noooooooooo…… I am still here!!!”


To meet or not to meet

It has been four days since I posted anything here in my blog. The week had been very busy on both professional and personal fronts. It was mostly packed with meetings at work – quite a lot of them. Some meetings were super important and some were not. They were either just for attendance or to take a break from other regular meetings.

Meetings are such a deception. You don’t know if they increase your productivity or they just siphon it off. “To meet, or not to meet” is worthy of a philosophical contemplation. I was in one such meeting last week where I had nothing to do. It was more of a broadcast session for the entire organization but not of town hall or all-hands types. This meeting was an introduction to another meeting which is important, with proper slide deck and all. And the presenter was in a different geographical location, without video conferencing. His pitch and intonation were as dead as a dodo and flatter than Salar de Uyuni. Naturally, people gathered in this side of the world were beginning to zone out. Some people were checking their mobiles, some were checking the neighbour’s mobile and some went into some form of a deep meditation.  Only one was  very attentive for his job was to unmute himself and say “We are good. We don’t have any question every ten minutes.

I started doing what I have done in some meetings long ago. I looked around the conference room and found a coffee mug placed on a table. It was solitary. No one was around the area and I was sure there will be no disturbance. I took a deep breath and started starting at the coffee mug. For a moment, I paid my due respects to Yoda and tried moving the mug to the right with my mind. It wasn’t moving a bit. It was long time since I last did this. So I took a deep breath again, squinted my eyes for focus and tried again. It wasn’t moving even a millimetre to the right. I was disappointed. It should have been because I don’t meditate daily. Unwilling to give up, I tried again real hard but in vain. I just quickly looked around to check if anyone noticed my failure. No one did. They were minding their own businesses. Throughout the meeting I tried multiple times but the mug stayed where it was like it was cemented. The meeting ended and people dispersed quickly.

Later in the day, one of my colleagues mentioned he wanted to discuss something about the earlier meeting. I was puzzled. He said, “I have done this before for sure. This is confusing. There was a pause and then he continued, “I was bored in the meeting and so I decided to practice telekinesis. How much ever I tried, the coffee mug on the table didn’t move even a bit to the left. I don’t know what is happening to me”. Sigh!

What do you think? What is your take on meetings?

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