Working for the love of it

Wrapping up after our hour long weekly status call, three of us huddled over a laptop trying to figure something a colleague had issues with. Two of the three of us were new to this particular paradigm of programming and it fascinated me that the other had dove right in and was making progress. On the contrary when faced with something new, I walk around in circles, jabbing at it and delaying the eventual dive till it cannot be put off. Walking back to my desk I resolved I would have progress to report on the next call. Instead of dilly dallying like I usually do, I sat with all relevant documents and editors open before me. Notebook by my side and a pen ready to make notes. And I stared. For a long time.

I kept wondering why I was hesitating to get my hands dirty with code. I flipped between the requirement and the design. I understood what needed to be done. I just did not know where to begin. Figuring I had to make a start somewhere, I began and before I knew it got so caught up with it that it was time for lunch.

Eating at my desk I realized how dependent I am on external forces to push me. Sometimes a deadline, sometimes the fear of being left behind, sometimes the pressure of having someone wait for me to to be done. I wonder how it would be to work just for the joy of doing something you like. Like blogging for example. I often wonder if there is a career to be made in writing. Mediocre writing. I enjoy typing emails, communicating with people, empathizing with them and in general making a connection. If only my job entailed just these and nothing else perhaps I would work with passion.

Sigh!

4 comments

  1. If you get to know of this job…please let me know…especially now when job is becoming a top priority in my life πŸ™‚ Might as well enjoy doing what we do to make a living.
    About external forces pushing you, well, there is many a times that they are required to push me to do anything at all in life. My best friend from school is majorly pushing me to be open mentally to some things I am forcefully shutting out. So, whatever works I suppose! πŸ˜€

  2. Will hobby continue to be so much fun if it becomes a career? The deadlines, the need to generate some money out of it… will those pressures take the joy/love away. Don’t know, just thinking aloud here.

    I so relate to the need for external forces pushing you to do things. I am a lot like you that way. Stepping beyond one’s comfort zone is not easy, is it?

  3. @Anamika: My pleasure. I write only because I feel so much about it I guess πŸ™‚
    @Apar: Will do! Let me find one first πŸ™‚
    @Suman: Valid point. K raises it each time I mutter something like that. I enjoy blogging only because I am not pressurized to do it. Once it becomes work, it surely will lose its charm.

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