The life of a consultant is full of amusing lifestyle.... He lives out of hotels, flights and airports... He eats three different variety of food every week; of his home, client's food service and of airlines... He interacts with the biggest of the group in organizations and is known to be a key influencer but yet he takes decision on none... He speaks to many people in many different languages and is supposed to be a jack of all trades... even if he has no clue of one... He has the gold and platinum card memberships of all the airlines and still he's planning for more...The day will not be far in the life of a young consultant, when his child will tell his mother... "Mom, Sunday uncle has come.... Who comes only on sundays". Yet consulting is a yearned field for a lot many in the biggest of business schools... People desperately wanting to jump in the ditch and have their happiness and family life mothered... Well I also belong to that group...
So what is it that excite me the most? Whats is it that keeps the blood gushing thru the veins? What is it that keeps him awake on wednesdays and thurdays after commiting such a blunderous decision (Joining consulting).. A simple truth of his life... The weekend flyback... More than the kick that a victory or winning a deal gives, or a successful client meeting gives... Its this bliss of going home and visiting his nears and dears, an outing to the best pub or the quietest pub in the town that keeps his heart thumping... The reader must be wondering why I am bragging and confusing and blabbering about it? Well the answer is simple...
"Today is my good friday.. I am flying home..."
Now don't expect a mail on monday morning blues
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