Humor in Uniform – TIME FREEDOM HAPPINESS

TIME FREEDOM HAPPINESS

One of my friends posted this comment on Facebook:

“The ultimate test of true freedom is when you have complete control of your time”

This comment reminded me of an article I had written 2 years ago in 2013 on a similar topic of “TIME FREEDOM and HAPPINESS”

So – let me delve into my “Humor in Uniform” Archives and pull out this article for you to read:

LESSONS I LEARNT IN THE NAVY 

TIME MANAGEMENT – THE FIRST STEP TO FREEDOM AND HAPPINESS

Unforgettable Memories of My Wonderful Navy Life

By

VIKRAM KARVE

FIRST STEP TO FREEDOM AND HAPPINESS – by Vikram Karve

When I was in the Navy – I once had a “literary” boss.

Yes – you may be surprised – since you may think that “faujis” have their brains in their boots – but I came across plenty of accomplished creative persons in the Navy – writers, artists, cartoonists, singers, musicians, dramatists, actors, painters, photographers – and I have seen many in the Army and Air Force too.

“Sir – I hope you haven’t forgotten about the ‘open mic’ session on Friday evening,” I said, after my customary Monday morning meeting with the Boss.

“Of course – I will be there to read my poetry – and I am keen to hear poems of all the poets too,” he said.

“I have already sent our names, Sir – we will get ten minutes each. The venue is the David Sassoon Library Gardens – it is opposite the Jehangir Art Gallery. The event starts at 6 in the evening,” I said.

“You take me there – pick me up from my office on Friday evening – I will bring my civvies along and we will walk down there,” he said.

On Friday morning – my Boss called me to his office.

“Do me a favour – can you read my poems this evening at the poetry reading session?” he asked.

Before I could speak – he handed me a diary – and he said, “I have flagged three of my best poems – but you can choose a few more if there is time.”

“What’s wrong, Sir – why aren’t you coming yourself? Don’t you want to read your own poems?” I asked.

“Of course I want to be there and read my poems – and I want to hear all the poets too. But something important has come up – and I cannot come to the Kala Ghoda Festival this evening,” he said.

“Sir – what can be more important than this poetry session – especially for a poet like you?” I asked.

“Some bloody delegation has come – and there is a cocktail party for them,” he said.

“I know, Sir – the circular came on Wednesday – but I am skipping it,” I said.

“You can skip it – but I cannot skip it. After all – I am a bloody Admiral – and my absence will be conspicuous – in fact – I did try to wriggle out – but COS said that CinC wants all Flag Officers to attend,” the Rear Admiral said, looking quite disappointed.

Next morning he called me to his office – and he wanted to know all about the poetry reading session.

I told him everything – what an enriching literary experience it had been – and how much his poems had been appreciated.

“Sir – I wish you were there – people had come from all over – and there was such excellent work being read – and – Sir – so many poets wanted to meet you and discuss your poems,” I said.

“I wish I had been there,” he said, disappointment writ on his face.

“How was the cocktail party?” I asked, trying to cheer him up.

“It was like all bloody official cocktail parties – bloody waste of time – the same boring shop talk – and do you know – all the while – I was thinking of you enjoying in the Kala Ghoda Festival,” he said.

“Never mind, Sir – maybe next year…” I said.

“Who knows where I will be next year? If they don’t promote me – I may even retire this year and go to my hometown. I am really regretting that I missed this once in a lifetime chance,” he said with disappointment.

He looked quite dejected – so I did not say anything.

Then he looked at me and said, “You are lucky – you can still do what you want in your leisure – but ever since I became a senior officer – I have lost control of how to spend my time.”

As I walked back to my office – I wondered about the irony of the situation.

Though he was the Boss – he did not have any control on how to spend his time.

And though I was not a “Big Boss” – I had control on my time to a much larger extent

And – this loss of control on his time was making the Boss unhappy.

This rather trivial incident taught me one thing:

IF YOU WANT TO BE HAPPY – YOU MUST TAKE CONTROL OF THE WAY YOU SPEND YOUR TIME

Once you have taken control of your time – you are free to spend your time in doing things which make you happy.

Time Management is the first step towards freedom and happiness.

VIKRAM KARVE

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This Story was written by me more than one year ago on 18 October 2013 and First Posted Online by me Vikram Karve in my Academic and Creative Writing Journal Blog at10/18/2013 11:39:00 PM at url: http://karvediat.blogspot.in/2013/10/how-to-be-happy-first-step-to-happiness.html