A couple of Ramadan's ago, myself and a group of friends decided to go to Denny’s for Sehri (the meal Muslims consume before they begin their fast). It was late at night but spirits were high. The topic of conversation eventually turned to the future, and one of my close friends suddenly announces that he would like to go back to Saudi Arabia eventually to further his career. Chaos follows. What started off as a light hearted meal turns into a heated and intense debate, mainly about the pros and cons of going back to Saudi Arabia. We must have debated the topic for a good hour and a half. The sun was truly up by the time we left the restaurant.
For many, lessons and life experiences seem to be learnt through negative or emotional moments in life. However, when I look back I realize that a lot of great life lessons have come from funny and humorous moments. I thought it would be a great idea to share some of them below.
Today I turn twenty five years old. Even though I am by no definition “old,” I definitely feel slightly more seasoned today than usual. It is my first land mark in life. A silver jubilee if you will. As today progressed I had the opportunity to reminisce for a while and look back at the last twenty five years of my life.
I would like to take you back to the first week of February 2013. Me, a happy worker at a large scale bank, had just come back from a two week vacation from Pakistan and meeting my parents after two years. I had attended my cousin’s wedding and had got closer to my extended family. I was relaxed, happy, refreshed and raring to go back to work. My first day back I step into the 16th floor of the Royal Trust Tower and immediately notice an aura of gloom around the office. Everybody seems quiet and with their head down. I notice one of my fellow co workers is not there. I say hi to everyone and catch up on what had happened over the last two weeks. Nobody really seems to want to talk. It’s the sort of silence you witness at an exam hall. The rustling of paper, the scratching of pens and the occasional yawn by the guy in the corner.
Before I dive into this blog I would like to go through an exercise with you, in regards to making decisions. The scenarios are very simple, even if the ultimate decision is not. You have two scenarios to choose from. The first scenario is that you have been offered a dream job at your dream company with a substantial salary. Only catch is that it is in Timbuktu with no chance of relocation. The second scenario is that you have been offered a satisfactory position with a company in your hometown with two thirds of the salary you would have been making in Timbuktu. Which scenario do you choose? How and why did you choose it?