Showing posts with label self-help. Show all posts
Showing posts with label self-help. Show all posts

Sunday, October 9, 2016

Being stupid to be smarter!

Sometimes it's ok to say stupid statements or ask extremely silly questions. The point is to start contributing in topics you don't have a single idea about.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Javadocs = Pondering over your code

They say - writing Javadocs is useful only for others. It's a waste of time for the one who is writing them. But I believe it's a very easy and fast method to know better what you have developed. And it also triggers ideas for improvements. Want to know how? Try writing them "honestly".

Monday, July 28, 2014

Little despising can help sometimes

Sometimes you think you are the most appropriate for something, among everyone around you. And then you feel "the responsibility". You start believing that without you, this place would be a mess. But at the same time something else attracts you. By feeling responsible for your current place, you feel guilty in leaving it. But you need to despise yourself a little. You are not the only capable person in this world. The place will find itself someone responsible. Why you worry? Think about what you want. Get it. This place might get a better person. And the other place is of your will. So that is also better for you. So stop feeling guilty. Start believing in other's capability. And go get what you want.

Monday, April 22, 2013

Sense of Life

In one of the books of hers, Ayn Rand says - 

To the extent to which a man is mentally active, i.e., motivated by the desire to know, to understand, his mind works as the programmer of his emotional computer-and his sense of life develops into a bright counterpart of a rational philosophy. To the extent to which a man evades, the programming of his emotional computer is done by chance influences; by random impressions, associations, imitations, by undigested snatches of environmental bromides, by cultural osmosis. If evasion or lethargy is a man's predominant method of mental functioning, the result is a sense of life dominated by fear-a soul like a shapeless piece of clay stamped by footprints going in all directions. (In later years, such a man cries that he has lost his sense of identity; the fact is that he never acquired it.)

So True!