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Dard leke is sine me muskura raha hu main, hosh me reh kar bhi bekabu ho raha hu main.
Nihi koi ab matlab is zindigi se, fir bhi ji raha hu main.
Khuda ney deye jo saza mujko, haste haste use nibha raha hu main.
Monday, October 05, 2009
Sunday, August 09, 2009
The Human HR
Its recession time, a time when suddenly importance of HR department gets highlighted in all companies. Staff fears loss of jobs so every time an HR Manager walks in or calls in someone, the fear of pink slip grips in. The Management suddenly wakes up to the “high” number of staff strength (which it forced to get hired in the first place) eating away half its revenues and asks for drastic reductions or in management terms “cut flab”.
The poor HR is left to grapple with the pressure from top and the uncertainty in the eyes of the staff. This is a story of a HR in recession time, trying to find a balance between both worlds.
Once I met a doctor during a pre-employment test and after checking my eyes he asked me “Do you have any problems with your ENT?” to which I nodded my head honestly and said “none known to me”. The doc replied in an accented style “well, nobody ever comes in a pre-employment test and says he has a problem”. I smiled and said “Well doc, I am an HR and I am not suppose to lie”. The doc stared at me with a blank face and said “suppose!”
During these times it’s interesting to see how we, HR, are reacting to the happenings around us, I see a feeling of “it’s not happening to me so why bother attitude”, and for those where it is happening in my company “let me just get out of this place”.
We often forget that we HR are also like any other staff trying to earn our living through legal means and behave exactly the way anybody else does, however we choose not to be recognized like them.
IT has revolutionized the way we work and sacking or in system terms “termination” is much easier to do on the system than creating an employment. With all the workflows around, all you need to do is raise a request. It’s interesting to see that for joining, the staff needs to visit the hr and come over to office, however when it comes to leaving, a request can be raised from anywhere in the world and voila I am thru.
Earlier we used to spend most of our time with a bunch of papers and files, now we spend less of our time with a bunch of papers and files and more on emails and updating the system. To most of the queries received standard reply is, “can you drop a line or raise a request on the self service module”.
We love meetings especially with mangers where we can share our part of gyan with some complicated references to manuals, policies and yes the LAW! One who fears God has to fear the law and in turn fear from us as we are the guardians of implementing the same inside the boundaries of our organisation.
I often compare us to the likes of our state police, though unlikely that it may sound, we do behave and face situations similar to them. They are battered by the ministers vis a vis the so called management in our case and by the public vis a vis our staff. It is always an ethical dilemma to be honest and fair or to only appear as one.
Experimentation or in organizational terms innovation has been our favorite subject, whether it is about changing the menu in the canteen or launching a new version of the old “Star of the month award”, we get an adrenal rush, moment we see sometime new and fresh. We just love to do it.
Future is always our favorite subject to talk about and we want to be the first ones to speak about it having all the knowledge and proudly share it with others. What is going to happen in future? What new plans? When is the new system coming? We love it all and we always have the scoop story on it.
We are the guardians of confidential information or the inside information, we know it all. Why was someone hired or why was someone fired? Why did he get promoted or why was he sidelined? Information just comes to us on its own. Now I know why most hr managers have big tummies.
Yes we do get frustrated at times, when we see things going out of our hands and can’t do much about it. When we see decisions being made by a bunch of intelligent and highly paid people with lack of common sense, when we ask the question “why did you not tell me about this earlier?” and the manager says “I never thought it would be this big a problem”.
The twist and tales are the life of an HR where every day is a new day with a reference to the past. Where every problem is resolved using a bunch of solutions with varied permutations and combinations. We are HR, the spine of an organisation which always, can only be seen from the back.
The poor HR is left to grapple with the pressure from top and the uncertainty in the eyes of the staff. This is a story of a HR in recession time, trying to find a balance between both worlds.
Once I met a doctor during a pre-employment test and after checking my eyes he asked me “Do you have any problems with your ENT?” to which I nodded my head honestly and said “none known to me”. The doc replied in an accented style “well, nobody ever comes in a pre-employment test and says he has a problem”. I smiled and said “Well doc, I am an HR and I am not suppose to lie”. The doc stared at me with a blank face and said “suppose!”
During these times it’s interesting to see how we, HR, are reacting to the happenings around us, I see a feeling of “it’s not happening to me so why bother attitude”, and for those where it is happening in my company “let me just get out of this place”.
We often forget that we HR are also like any other staff trying to earn our living through legal means and behave exactly the way anybody else does, however we choose not to be recognized like them.
IT has revolutionized the way we work and sacking or in system terms “termination” is much easier to do on the system than creating an employment. With all the workflows around, all you need to do is raise a request. It’s interesting to see that for joining, the staff needs to visit the hr and come over to office, however when it comes to leaving, a request can be raised from anywhere in the world and voila I am thru.
Earlier we used to spend most of our time with a bunch of papers and files, now we spend less of our time with a bunch of papers and files and more on emails and updating the system. To most of the queries received standard reply is, “can you drop a line or raise a request on the self service module”.
We love meetings especially with mangers where we can share our part of gyan with some complicated references to manuals, policies and yes the LAW! One who fears God has to fear the law and in turn fear from us as we are the guardians of implementing the same inside the boundaries of our organisation.
I often compare us to the likes of our state police, though unlikely that it may sound, we do behave and face situations similar to them. They are battered by the ministers vis a vis the so called management in our case and by the public vis a vis our staff. It is always an ethical dilemma to be honest and fair or to only appear as one.
Experimentation or in organizational terms innovation has been our favorite subject, whether it is about changing the menu in the canteen or launching a new version of the old “Star of the month award”, we get an adrenal rush, moment we see sometime new and fresh. We just love to do it.
Future is always our favorite subject to talk about and we want to be the first ones to speak about it having all the knowledge and proudly share it with others. What is going to happen in future? What new plans? When is the new system coming? We love it all and we always have the scoop story on it.
We are the guardians of confidential information or the inside information, we know it all. Why was someone hired or why was someone fired? Why did he get promoted or why was he sidelined? Information just comes to us on its own. Now I know why most hr managers have big tummies.
Yes we do get frustrated at times, when we see things going out of our hands and can’t do much about it. When we see decisions being made by a bunch of intelligent and highly paid people with lack of common sense, when we ask the question “why did you not tell me about this earlier?” and the manager says “I never thought it would be this big a problem”.
The twist and tales are the life of an HR where every day is a new day with a reference to the past. Where every problem is resolved using a bunch of solutions with varied permutations and combinations. We are HR, the spine of an organisation which always, can only be seen from the back.
Thursday, April 02, 2009
The girl who silenced the world
As the time goes by and i spend more and more time contemplating the reason for my survival, the reason of the greed around, the reason for the fast pace life, I realize I am not alone...
Saturday, November 08, 2008
Yes We Can!
Never has been history written the way it was written today;
Never have the people voiced themselves as they have today;
Never will be the world be same again...
Yes We Can!
Never have the people voiced themselves as they have today;
Never will be the world be same again...
Yes We Can!
Friday, October 10, 2008
Thunder Birds
Rarely do I write about a bike, but this one is different. Let the advt speak for itself. Watch it!
Friday, September 26, 2008
The new dawn
With the US banks going bust and the BPO's shutting shops, are we looking at a new dawn ?
It's time the finanical giants realise that big doesn't always mean its better. Companies which took years to grow went fuss before even it knew, its gone. People who suffer most are the ones gave their life to the organisation struggling to grow, not smart enough to move on at green times. With every passing day in my life, i have learnt the importance of "leadership" and its effects on the entire organisation and its people.
Once a great man told me "Lead your life as a marathon and not as a 100 meter race", i guess i am still following that but yes with a 2008 version on mine.
It's time the finanical giants realise that big doesn't always mean its better. Companies which took years to grow went fuss before even it knew, its gone. People who suffer most are the ones gave their life to the organisation struggling to grow, not smart enough to move on at green times. With every passing day in my life, i have learnt the importance of "leadership" and its effects on the entire organisation and its people.
Once a great man told me "Lead your life as a marathon and not as a 100 meter race", i guess i am still following that but yes with a 2008 version on mine.
Thursday, May 08, 2008
I have...
i will love, as i have always loved you;
never will my love grow any less for you;
i will wait as i have always waited for you;
never will the wait get any less for you;
i will cry as i have always cried for you;
never will the tears come any less for you;
never will my love grow any less for you;
i will wait as i have always waited for you;
never will the wait get any less for you;
i will cry as i have always cried for you;
never will the tears come any less for you;
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
the words of a child - TZP
Rarely does a movie touch your soul, TZP is one of them, where you see a reflection of yourself, a reflection of your parents and your friends, reflection of the push and pulls i went through as a child, reflection of push and pulls i go through now. Watch it, learn from it is all that i can say. Why have we become what we are...a mixture of extremes. Extreme poverty, Extreme richness, Extreme politics, Extreme pressures, Extreme expectations, Extreme love, Extreme hate, Extreme births, Extreme deaths.
Are we in the world of extremes where average, normal does not exist, either you are the best or you are out. The society is a society of extremes, is this what we dreamt about 50 years ago, i don't have an answer and yes i cannot change the world. But yes i can change the people around me, i can change myself. It has been extreme effort for me not to be in extremes, to be average, to be normal, to be myself.
Saturday, December 15, 2007
the starry evening...
It was a misty night, with all the stars sparkling up in the sky. Leading me to the path of confluence. Sitting in the car and watching the silence go by. I reached with the people around me.
The usual chaos of marriage followed and things were usually as not planned. And I stood there looking at many faces, many expressions, many words, not much sense. Suddenly I felt something, no someone behind, and I turned and saw something. I turned back to the chaos but the flash kept beaming to me. I turned back and there she was. Do I know her? I asked myself. Does anybody else know her? Do I need to know her? And I was pulled back to the chaos and I walked past her moments of glory.
suddenly I forgot why I was there, suddenly I was staring at someone, suddenly I was not listening to anything, suddenly I heard my beats, suddenly I was someone else, suddenly I was perhaps in love...yeah the usual words one hears many times a day, but hardly recognizes the meaning.
The next few hours I found myself using all mathematical models to figure out the perfect location to stand at, the perfect view podium, the perfect angle...never knew where all that knowledge suddenly appeared from.
Time stood still for me and then I realized, it’s already past and it’s time to go back...and suddenly i was lost. Running around trying to find someone. I had lost the hunger, lost the urge to contribute to the chaos, lost my heart.
The red sari, the long black hair, the charming face, the small hands, red bindi, the bold eyes where lighting me more than the all the burning focus lights all over.
Don’t tell me I had fallen yet again, never to recover again. Oh God! The Management Guy.
The usual chaos of marriage followed and things were usually as not planned. And I stood there looking at many faces, many expressions, many words, not much sense. Suddenly I felt something, no someone behind, and I turned and saw something. I turned back to the chaos but the flash kept beaming to me. I turned back and there she was. Do I know her? I asked myself. Does anybody else know her? Do I need to know her? And I was pulled back to the chaos and I walked past her moments of glory.
suddenly I forgot why I was there, suddenly I was staring at someone, suddenly I was not listening to anything, suddenly I heard my beats, suddenly I was someone else, suddenly I was perhaps in love...yeah the usual words one hears many times a day, but hardly recognizes the meaning.
The next few hours I found myself using all mathematical models to figure out the perfect location to stand at, the perfect view podium, the perfect angle...never knew where all that knowledge suddenly appeared from.
Time stood still for me and then I realized, it’s already past and it’s time to go back...and suddenly i was lost. Running around trying to find someone. I had lost the hunger, lost the urge to contribute to the chaos, lost my heart.
The red sari, the long black hair, the charming face, the small hands, red bindi, the bold eyes where lighting me more than the all the burning focus lights all over.
Don’t tell me I had fallen yet again, never to recover again. Oh God! The Management Guy.
Friday, December 14, 2007
this too shall pass
an intriguing statement which tells u lot, does it resemble the failure of life or success?. Mefuz! the strongest word in life, the ultimate objective of life. Words, language and culture are the three most important bonding forces of life. The force which binds man and woman, family, community, nations.
it it interesting to see how all these three forces go above the panch trantas of life and bind us all. And whenever any of these forces become weak we break and do things which are known to us.
Organisations similarly are bonded by the forces of words spoken by the leaders, the language written in our communication and the culture we build across. this goes above the usual motivation and hygiene factors and make the organisation a family a community a nation of its own.
When we see these breaking we know one of the force is loosing its strength. something is wrong. how do we make them come together back again is what we need to do.
"Appat kale viprit buddi" - we don't find better reflections of these words but in our organisations, how decisions are made without keeping our feet on the ground. we discuss, we aim, we plan, we make notes, we promise, but we don't do....
Laws of nature and laws of economics have always built around equilibrium, so is an organisation, it always bounces back to the equilibrium, after all its made of people and not machines - the most unpredictable creature known to us!
it it interesting to see how all these three forces go above the panch trantas of life and bind us all. And whenever any of these forces become weak we break and do things which are known to us.
Organisations similarly are bonded by the forces of words spoken by the leaders, the language written in our communication and the culture we build across. this goes above the usual motivation and hygiene factors and make the organisation a family a community a nation of its own.
When we see these breaking we know one of the force is loosing its strength. something is wrong. how do we make them come together back again is what we need to do.
"Appat kale viprit buddi" - we don't find better reflections of these words but in our organisations, how decisions are made without keeping our feet on the ground. we discuss, we aim, we plan, we make notes, we promise, but we don't do....
Laws of nature and laws of economics have always built around equilibrium, so is an organisation, it always bounces back to the equilibrium, after all its made of people and not machines - the most unpredictable creature known to us!
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Thursday, November 08, 2007
Monday, October 08, 2007
Mama I'm coming home
Times have changed and times are strange
Here I come, but I ain't the same
Mama, I'm coming home
Times gone by seems to be
You could have been a better friend to me
Mama, I'm coming home
Took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized
Lost and found and turned around
By the fire in your eyes
You made me cry, you told me lies
But, I can't stand to say goodbye
Mama, I'm coming home
I could be right, I could be wrong
Hurts so bad, it's been so long
Mama, I'm coming home
Selfish love yeah we're both alone
The ride before a fall
But I'm gonna take this heart of stone
I just got to have it all
I've seen your face a hundred times
Everyday we've been apart
I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
'Cause mama, mama, I'm coming home
I'm coming home
You took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized
Lost and found and turned around
By the fire in your eyes
I've seen your face a thousand times
Every day we've been apart
And I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
'Cause mama, mama, I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Times have changed and times are strange
Here I come, but I ain't the same
Mama, I'm coming home
Times gone by seems to be
You could have been a better friend to me
Mama, I'm coming home
Took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized
Lost and found and turned around
By the fire in your eyes
You made me cry, you told me lies
But, I can't stand to say goodbye
Mama, I'm coming home
I could be right, I could be wrong
Hurts so bad, it's been so long
Mama, I'm coming home
Selfish love yeah we're both alone
The ride before a fall
But I'm gonna take this heart of stone
I just got to have it all
I've seen your face a hundred times
Everyday we've been apart
I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
'Cause mama, mama, I'm coming home
I'm coming home
You took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized
Lost and found and turned around
By the fire in your eyes
I've seen your face a thousand times
Every day we've been apart
And I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
'Cause mama, mama, I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Here I come, but I ain't the same
Mama, I'm coming home
Times gone by seems to be
You could have been a better friend to me
Mama, I'm coming home
Took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized
Lost and found and turned around
By the fire in your eyes
You made me cry, you told me lies
But, I can't stand to say goodbye
Mama, I'm coming home
I could be right, I could be wrong
Hurts so bad, it's been so long
Mama, I'm coming home
Selfish love yeah we're both alone
The ride before a fall
But I'm gonna take this heart of stone
I just got to have it all
I've seen your face a hundred times
Everyday we've been apart
I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
'Cause mama, mama, I'm coming home
I'm coming home
You took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized
Lost and found and turned around
By the fire in your eyes
I've seen your face a thousand times
Every day we've been apart
And I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
'Cause mama, mama, I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
Times have changed and times are strange
Here I come, but I ain't the same
Mama, I'm coming home
Times gone by seems to be
You could have been a better friend to me
Mama, I'm coming home
Took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized
Lost and found and turned around
By the fire in your eyes
You made me cry, you told me lies
But, I can't stand to say goodbye
Mama, I'm coming home
I could be right, I could be wrong
Hurts so bad, it's been so long
Mama, I'm coming home
Selfish love yeah we're both alone
The ride before a fall
But I'm gonna take this heart of stone
I just got to have it all
I've seen your face a hundred times
Everyday we've been apart
I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
'Cause mama, mama, I'm coming home
I'm coming home
You took me in and you drove me out
Yeah, you had me hypnotized
Lost and found and turned around
By the fire in your eyes
I've seen your face a thousand times
Every day we've been apart
And I don't care about the sunshine, yeah
'Cause mama, mama, I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
The dark side of the moon...
Breathe
(Waters, Gilmour, Wright) 2:44
Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to care.
Leave but don't leave me.
Look around and choose your own ground.
Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.
Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.
(Waters, Gilmour, Wright) 2:44
Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to care.
Leave but don't leave me.
Look around and choose your own ground.
Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.
Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
my small story
Scene 1 Act 1: The journey started in the holy city of Allahabad, besides the banks of Sangam. A School coupled with the NCC training ensured i never gained 'weight". Passed the boards and before i know..management it was at the "tehzeeb" town of Lucknow.
Scene 2 Act 1After becoming a "Bachelor" jumped for Army..bad luck prevailed eyes gave up!, what i got instead the will to fight back...so next stop New Delhi..the "official" capital. Got hold of a job courtesy by cousin.
Open - New chapter - HR?..now this was tough..no idea about it except some OB fundas from college..well as they say when u are in water, you better swim. so before i knew i was a "born with it"
after 10 months..i got a bulb flashing on my head..telling me u better do something before all the hair falls off...
next stop....KOLKATA - the city of joy!! matches with my name..must be good...and then i realise life is difficult with books and lectures and case studies..only prob...moment i used to get up to the board, it took the entire class to pull me down!!...well..all is well when it ends well...
Scene 1 Act 2: Holding offer letter of "C"..now what is that? nobody seems to know..that company..except the small words written at the bottom "A T Enterprise" . That was convincing enough...thanks to my Dad...
I guess sometimes grass is green on the other side...it takes a while to understand a company and it takes a while to enjoy the culture..."C" made me do all that..give ur fullest!!..
So story as of now..happily continuing..."C" it is....happily ever after...
Scene 2 Act 1After becoming a "Bachelor" jumped for Army..bad luck prevailed eyes gave up!, what i got instead the will to fight back...so next stop New Delhi..the "official" capital. Got hold of a job courtesy by cousin.
Open - New chapter - HR?..now this was tough..no idea about it except some OB fundas from college..well as they say when u are in water, you better swim. so before i knew i was a "born with it"
after 10 months..i got a bulb flashing on my head..telling me u better do something before all the hair falls off...
next stop....KOLKATA - the city of joy!! matches with my name..must be good...and then i realise life is difficult with books and lectures and case studies..only prob...moment i used to get up to the board, it took the entire class to pull me down!!...well..all is well when it ends well...
Scene 1 Act 2: Holding offer letter of "C"..now what is that? nobody seems to know..that company..except the small words written at the bottom "A T Enterprise" . That was convincing enough...thanks to my Dad...
I guess sometimes grass is green on the other side...it takes a while to understand a company and it takes a while to enjoy the culture..."C" made me do all that..give ur fullest!!..
So story as of now..happily continuing..."C" it is....happily ever after...
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Drive down the clouds...
1000 Kms away, sitting in Delhi, i could see myself driving down the long roads to reach closer to nature, to take a break from the cramped world of ours. And here i was in the lap of the mountains, among the clouds, getting a natural car wash!...You dont miss her when you are busy, you miss her when you miss the people you love and care about.
She takes you closer to home, closer to the ones you love, she mesmerises you to forget everything, she caresses you to belive in yourself, she breaths life in you, she shows you the better side of yourself, she makes you feel like you. She is Lady Nature!!
Let these pictures prove what i said above, i guess that is not engough coz these are not thousand words;)
Friday, July 20, 2007
Walk down the beach...
So, one day he was returning after meeting a new company where he wanted to go, and as he drove down the long beach, watching people running away from weights!. He thought should he run also, from something which is on his head all the time? Something which he has been carrying close to him till some years back, but with every passing year the weight of it is increasing.
Stop!, he says see those children enjoying the sun, the breeze. Stop!, he says again, see the beggar enjoying himself. We all beg somewhere, in front of someone, yet we dislike when we see them on the roads, maybe we see ourselves in them!.
Freedom is what he wants, freedom from the disgruntled world, freedom of yelling on the top of the building, freedom of swimming down the back waters, freedom of driving down the never ending long roads, freedom of jumping of the Cliff, freedom of singing under the open sky.
Freedom is what he needs and freedom is what he will get...come join him in this journey to salvation!!!
Stop!, he says see those children enjoying the sun, the breeze. Stop!, he says again, see the beggar enjoying himself. We all beg somewhere, in front of someone, yet we dislike when we see them on the roads, maybe we see ourselves in them!.
Freedom is what he wants, freedom from the disgruntled world, freedom of yelling on the top of the building, freedom of swimming down the back waters, freedom of driving down the never ending long roads, freedom of jumping of the Cliff, freedom of singing under the open sky.
Freedom is what he needs and freedom is what he will get...come join him in this journey to salvation!!!
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
the child in me...
As a child i used to spend lot of time staring at the stars, trying to figure out what should i do? what is my destination? why things happen the way they do? Building my dreams and living in them, seeing them as reality. Today after so many years of learning, experiences i ask myself how close I am to my dreams, what should i do next to reach them..
it is my dreams which kept pushing me throughout my life to take up new challenges and yes I do have fear that things will go wrong, what if it doesn’t work. But something in me keeps pushing me to the limits. It's my dreams..dreams which have brought me here, dreams which will take me far far away.
many times i asked myself, what do 'they' have, The visionaries of our times, I have realized that it is their power of dreams which have kept them moving, they must had fears like me, they must have stared the skies like me. I don’t know if I will create something, but i do know that i will keep dreaming and dreaming..
it is my dreams which kept pushing me throughout my life to take up new challenges and yes I do have fear that things will go wrong, what if it doesn’t work. But something in me keeps pushing me to the limits. It's my dreams..dreams which have brought me here, dreams which will take me far far away.
many times i asked myself, what do 'they' have, The visionaries of our times, I have realized that it is their power of dreams which have kept them moving, they must had fears like me, they must have stared the skies like me. I don’t know if I will create something, but i do know that i will keep dreaming and dreaming..
Sunday, March 18, 2007
Breath the breath
Long time since i poured by brains out, i guess its was getting refilled again over the last few months. Life has gone many twists and turns during the last some time. Riding the waves up and down ;-).
Met new people, moved to new places, did new things, still to see the new money though ;-).
Driving down the busy lanes, feel like getting lost in the crowd, what i need is a rtythm devine;
I guess i am not making much sense at all, well what else you expect from an insane!
Met new people, moved to new places, did new things, still to see the new money though ;-).
Driving down the busy lanes, feel like getting lost in the crowd, what i need is a rtythm devine;
I guess i am not making much sense at all, well what else you expect from an insane!
Saturday, December 16, 2006
The Great Indian Beggar
The 3 years I spent in the City of Joy "Kolkata" posed one question in my mind everyday, Begging - how organized is it after all...I have been across the country to many cities during my life. Every place I have visited have come across beggars of various forms and types. I have seen beggars adopting various creative techniques like trying to perform acts, selling books which you can get free of cost other wise and also the horrific side of getting a pregnant lady run across the crossings and showing her blown-up belly to every possible person for few bucks.
I have met many disabled people who have braved it out with life and stand for their principles and their are these beggars who pay the docs to create disability in them just for the sake of begging.
Go through the link below and you will have an insight of this horrific truth of life.
http://www.kamat.com/kalranga/bhiksha/begging.htm
I rest now...
I have met many disabled people who have braved it out with life and stand for their principles and their are these beggars who pay the docs to create disability in them just for the sake of begging.
Go through the link below and you will have an insight of this horrific truth of life.
http://www.kamat.com/kalranga/bhiksha/begging.htm
I rest now...
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
The Socialist Me
Their are moments in my life when I become a socialist even though I would still not call myself as an outright capitalistic because of the basic reason that capitalism does not propagate sharing...
I spent some time discussing with likeminded people on the fallouts of the mixed but moving towards a capitalistic Indian Economy. Things which keep crossing mind are
1. Is a new revolution possible now or in near future, like the ones in the past?
2. Can an Country survive a complete democracy?
3. How do we negate the ill effects of capitalistic changes in the society (e.g the BPO effect)
4. Can our elite institutions of this country move out of "Placement Agency" mode and create more entrepreneurs.
and many many more such queries..I would raise these one by one in my future posts and see where it leads.
I spent some time discussing with likeminded people on the fallouts of the mixed but moving towards a capitalistic Indian Economy. Things which keep crossing mind are
1. Is a new revolution possible now or in near future, like the ones in the past?
2. Can an Country survive a complete democracy?
3. How do we negate the ill effects of capitalistic changes in the society (e.g the BPO effect)
4. Can our elite institutions of this country move out of "Placement Agency" mode and create more entrepreneurs.
and many many more such queries..I would raise these one by one in my future posts and see where it leads.
Sunday, September 03, 2006
The old songs, still heard new...
My School Song...
We come and go; but the B.H.S. remains
Untouched by the ages blight.
In love and dignity she reigns,
Above our day and night
Beneath her sway the darkness flies,
And faith is born of fears-
Oh! she is throned in memories
And beautified by years.
CHORUS
Come, let us honour her sons of today-
Sons who return again, sons growing grey-
One song for all to sing, one prayer to pray-
"Florat, Alma Mater, Alma Mater!"
With each new moment's tiny stir,
The sun does rise and sink
O'er men, whose hearts are bound to her
By many a living link,
They live and labour, near and far;
Alone, and in the throng-
But where so-e'er these brothers are
They have one prayer and song.
CHORUS
Come. let us honour her sons of today-
Sons who return again, sons growing grey-
One song for all to sing, one prayer to pray-
"Florat, Alma Mater, Alma Mater!"
Oh, who can count all that we owe
To this great School of ours?
The noble dead, whose work survives,
Reminds us of our powers,
With praise for all who strive in truth,
And pride in all who rest,
We worship her, who kissed their youth
And made their manhood blest.
CHORUS
Come. let us honour her sons of today-
Sons who return again, sons growing grey-
One song for all to sing, one prayer to pray-
"Florat, Alma Mater, Alma Mater!"
We come and go; but the B.H.S. remains
Untouched by the ages blight.
In love and dignity she reigns,
Above our day and night
Beneath her sway the darkness flies,
And faith is born of fears-
Oh! she is throned in memories
And beautified by years.
CHORUS
Come, let us honour her sons of today-
Sons who return again, sons growing grey-
One song for all to sing, one prayer to pray-
"Florat, Alma Mater, Alma Mater!"
With each new moment's tiny stir,
The sun does rise and sink
O'er men, whose hearts are bound to her
By many a living link,
They live and labour, near and far;
Alone, and in the throng-
But where so-e'er these brothers are
They have one prayer and song.
CHORUS
Come. let us honour her sons of today-
Sons who return again, sons growing grey-
One song for all to sing, one prayer to pray-
"Florat, Alma Mater, Alma Mater!"
Oh, who can count all that we owe
To this great School of ours?
The noble dead, whose work survives,
Reminds us of our powers,
With praise for all who strive in truth,
And pride in all who rest,
We worship her, who kissed their youth
And made their manhood blest.
CHORUS
Come. let us honour her sons of today-
Sons who return again, sons growing grey-
One song for all to sing, one prayer to pray-
"Florat, Alma Mater, Alma Mater!"
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
You can hit the heart, but you cannot kill the soul!
Did somebody say we are soft!, the resilience with which we come back to our normal life and face the sour sides of humanity shows we are stronger than the biggest hardships of life. We don't need a war to prove we are better, our deeds will prove so.
We stand against the Nature, We stand against the Sour Humanity. Welcome to the brighter side of the moon...
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We stand against the Nature, We stand against the Sour Humanity. Welcome to the brighter side of the moon...
"Read More"
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Economic Murder
India rocked again! are these terrorist trying to hurt or economy or our society. Their was a time when India cried to the world trying to prove that terrorism is here to stay. Nobody listened till 9/11 and then the world witnessed a different horror. Indians have a habit of forgetting be it good or bad. We would forget this as well. But will this answer the problem is the question we need to answer.
Economies world over have been effected by traumas of horror yet it is growing stronger than ever. Its not a fight between the Terrors and the government, its a war between the Economic forces and the Human defiance of the social systems.
Have a look into the human face of survival.
[Click here]
Economies world over have been effected by traumas of horror yet it is growing stronger than ever. Its not a fight between the Terrors and the government, its a war between the Economic forces and the Human defiance of the social systems.
Have a look into the human face of survival.
[Click here]
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
Skills that B-schools don't impart
We Management Grads are always under the impression that we know it all!... It's better we understand that perceptions are not always truth.
Read on..[...]
B-School's are you listening!!!!
About 21 years ago, I left Indian Institute of Management, thinking I knew it all. I did know a lot, thanks to my education, and it gave me self-confidence. What I didn't realise then was that my academic learning wasn't enough for success. Not at all!
My first job was to lead a team of seasoned sales people. The team was experienced and knew its markets. It didn't need a rookie like me to lead it. So I wondered how I could make them work together and with me, how I could energise and motivate them, and how I could gain their confidence and make the company grow.
I learned "on the job," from the experiences of others and myself; from great mentors and trial and error. B-school did not teach me the softer skills of getting that important buy-in to drive change.
A few years later, I had to take the business to a higher level. I had to confront the brutal truth that many in my team did not make the cut. Though we had achieved success together in the past and were friends, I had to let them go.
It was personally a painful step, something B-school never teaches you to handle. The fact that I worked with great leaders and organisations that constantly questioned the status quo guided my decisions.
Time has taught me that organisational culture and values shape and drive individuals' behaviour and team behaviour. B-schools don't teach skills to shape organisational culture and build teams that can win in a rapidly changing world.
In conclusion, I must say that time and experience are great teachers. They taught me that energising a team, continuous learning, learning from mistakes, managing change and real-life mentoring are critical to success.
B-schools don't teach soft team skills, taking hard decisions to build the right team and sculpting culture that takes the organisation to the next level. You must get into the trenches to learn those.
N Tyagrajan is executive vice president, Genpact. He graduated from the Indian Institute of Management, Ahmedabad, in 1985
Read on..[...]
B-School's are you listening!!!!
About 21 years ago, I left Indian Institute of Management, thinking I knew it all. I did know a lot, thanks to my education, and it gave me self-confidence. What I didn't realise then was that my academic learning wasn't enough for success. Not at all!
My first job was to lead a team of seasoned sales people. The team was experienced and knew its markets. It didn't need a rookie like me to lead it. So I wondered how I could make them work together and with me, how I could energise and motivate them, and how I could gain their confidence and make the company grow.
I learned "on the job," from the experiences of others and myself; from great mentors and trial and error. B-school did not teach me the softer skills of getting that important buy-in to drive change.
A few years later, I had to take the business to a higher level. I had to confront the brutal truth that many in my team did not make the cut. Though we had achieved success together in the past and were friends, I had to let them go.
It was personally a painful step, something B-school never teaches you to handle. The fact that I worked with great leaders and organisations that constantly questioned the status quo guided my decisions.
Time has taught me that organisational culture and values shape and drive individuals' behaviour and team behaviour. B-schools don't teach skills to shape organisational culture and build teams that can win in a rapidly changing world.
In conclusion, I must say that time and experience are great teachers. They taught me that energising a team, continuous learning, learning from mistakes, managing change and real-life mentoring are critical to success.
B-schools don't teach soft team skills, taking hard decisions to build the right team and sculpting culture that takes the organisation to the next level. You must get into the trenches to learn those.
N Tyagrajan is executive vice president, Genpact. He graduated from the Indian Institute of Management, Ahmedabad, in 1985
Monday, January 30, 2006
Rang De Basanti - The new revolution
No! This is not about Aamir's new flick...Rather it's about the thought behind it.
I generally keep myself away from the political doldrums of our country, but for this Party I'll make an exception.
The party has been floated by a group of IIT'ians and it deserves all our support. The least we can do to change things around and as it's said in RDB "No country is perfect, you have to make it perfect".
So visit and register and become a part of a new movement... [http://www.paritrana.org/index.htm]
I generally keep myself away from the political doldrums of our country, but for this Party I'll make an exception.
The party has been floated by a group of IIT'ians and it deserves all our support. The least we can do to change things around and as it's said in RDB "No country is perfect, you have to make it perfect".
So visit and register and become a part of a new movement... [http://www.paritrana.org/index.htm]
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Death comes cheap...
Couldn't resist writing about this story!, I guess that's what it is to most of us a story...Which we are going to forget like we did for the IIT guy.
If we Management grads leave the country and go, we are blamed as traitors, if we stay back and try doing our job..This is our gift. But still I am sure a lot of us will stay back and possibly accept these as a gift from our countrymen.
Only twist being, sooner than later we will develop our own set of weapons and defense mechanisms to counter such situations. I guess that's why we are management grads...;-)
May the souls of all those who have given their life for the country..live ever after.
If we Management grads leave the country and go, we are blamed as traitors, if we stay back and try doing our job..This is our gift. But still I am sure a lot of us will stay back and possibly accept these as a gift from our countrymen.
Only twist being, sooner than later we will develop our own set of weapons and defense mechanisms to counter such situations. I guess that's why we are management grads...;-)
May the souls of all those who have given their life for the country..live ever after.
Friday, November 04, 2005
Think No More..
Why I chose this title was always a question to me...it just came. But recently I guess I am going through situations which ward this.
Experience has always been the greatest tool for making good decisions, sometimes dangerous ones. This is one of those times for me when I am taking decisions without having this greatest tool with me. Am I fortunate to reach these levels? or this is just a start of a mess that is going to emerge. Only time can tell...
Time has come for me to put into place all that I have learnt in my college days into active process, some of which we "hr prof's" realy don't like much to do.
Well all said and done its my baby and I am responsible for it. God bless me and all those who have done this..;-)
Experience has always been the greatest tool for making good decisions, sometimes dangerous ones. This is one of those times for me when I am taking decisions without having this greatest tool with me. Am I fortunate to reach these levels? or this is just a start of a mess that is going to emerge. Only time can tell...
Time has come for me to put into place all that I have learnt in my college days into active process, some of which we "hr prof's" realy don't like much to do.
Well all said and done its my baby and I am responsible for it. God bless me and all those who have done this..;-)
Friday, July 15, 2005
Memories Long Lost
Time has passed by, so have the people around me. As we gasp to take charge of our life and try to create a world of ourselves, we forget those who made it all possible.
Today when I am strong, focused, and ready to face the world. I feel indebted to those who stood by me, during my need.
I spent my childhood dreaming to build something, and I have already started my efforts towards it,Its a long journey I will take to fulfill my dream and I will make it to the end.
I am sure to see lot new faces on the way, and hopefully I would greet them all well...
Cheers!
Today when I am strong, focused, and ready to face the world. I feel indebted to those who stood by me, during my need.
I spent my childhood dreaming to build something, and I have already started my efforts towards it,Its a long journey I will take to fulfill my dream and I will make it to the end.
I am sure to see lot new faces on the way, and hopefully I would greet them all well...
Cheers!
Monday, April 18, 2005
The Cricket of Kashmir
The recent "CBMs" [Confidence building Measures] contrary to "ICBMs" [Inter Continental Ballistic Missiles] we generally hear about have been a new development, one just cant keep their eyes and ears off!.
This time though chances of Kargil Part 2 does not much exist given that Pak's and India's hunger for money to build their broken economies. One tends to get a feeling that somewhere both the countries have realised that at the end of the day its 'Roti, Kapda aur Makan' [Food, Clothing and Shelter]. If the leaders fail to deliver these, no matter which country or political system they belong to, there existence will always be at stake.
The entire concept of militancy has evolved because of some basic reasons like illiteracy, hunger, poverty, development, and militant organisations have build there force on the conviction that they would provide there people with these, if they [people] support them.
This idea over the years has been changing as governments [who in some cases support militant establishments for obvious reasons] and the Militant Organisations themselves have realised that a leader is nothing without his followers. And the followers come only if their aspirations and basic needs are satisfied.
The world clearly has overgrown in terms of demand of Power, which occasionally leads to events which are outcome of the Hunger of a selected few people or institutions. But history is proofs that whenever bunch of hypocrites have tried to supersede the aspirations of millions, revolutions have happen.
Maybe some of these revolutions have already started silently only to be noticed when they would rise to there cause....
This time though chances of Kargil Part 2 does not much exist given that Pak's and India's hunger for money to build their broken economies. One tends to get a feeling that somewhere both the countries have realised that at the end of the day its 'Roti, Kapda aur Makan' [Food, Clothing and Shelter]. If the leaders fail to deliver these, no matter which country or political system they belong to, there existence will always be at stake.
The entire concept of militancy has evolved because of some basic reasons like illiteracy, hunger, poverty, development, and militant organisations have build there force on the conviction that they would provide there people with these, if they [people] support them.
This idea over the years has been changing as governments [who in some cases support militant establishments for obvious reasons] and the Militant Organisations themselves have realised that a leader is nothing without his followers. And the followers come only if their aspirations and basic needs are satisfied.
The world clearly has overgrown in terms of demand of Power, which occasionally leads to events which are outcome of the Hunger of a selected few people or institutions. But history is proofs that whenever bunch of hypocrites have tried to supersede the aspirations of millions, revolutions have happen.
Maybe some of these revolutions have already started silently only to be noticed when they would rise to there cause....
Sunday, April 10, 2005
Nostradamus Prediction Says: "The New Pope Will be Assassinated"
According to Echeverri the new Pope will be forced to flee to Avignon in France and then on to Lyon because of the invading forces. He also says that the Roman Catholic church will be split after another Pope establishes himself in Rome.
"The next pope elected will be subsequently murdered in central Italy" he says. "Then comes pope number 112, who will flee Rome because of an attack by Muslims." Nostradamus prophecies have included the French revolution and Hitlers rise to power.
[...]
So where are we heading now! WW-III, Your guess is as good as mine...
"The next pope elected will be subsequently murdered in central Italy" he says. "Then comes pope number 112, who will flee Rome because of an attack by Muslims." Nostradamus prophecies have included the French revolution and Hitlers rise to power.
[...]
So where are we heading now! WW-III, Your guess is as good as mine...
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
The Why and What questions?
The Latest issue of businessworld and the previous one carries and impressive case on "Many Lives, Many Pains" has focused on a very issue of identity loss, which we b-school grads always face, once we join the corporate world.
Placements are always the center of all concerns for most of the students who join a b-school and placements itself are known to be very tiring (may be frustrating for some). We have multiple questions in our mind, together with lot of concerns and not always all these questions are answered at this phase of our life. It can be so that many of us are not ready to face the fact that its a bad world out there, and things wont always go the way we want, no matter how much planning has been put into it.
On the other hand, during our days at the b-school the focus is on the WHY question, to analyze a situation and arrive at a solution (and in almost all cases we do reach an answer). What I am trying to prove here that we are always taught to succeed (coz that’s what is expected out of us), but we are not taught how to face defeat!, something which I believe plays more significance in shaping our future. Till we go on succeeding in whatever we do, everything goes fine; the problem is when we fail to perform to others as well as self expectation. Such situations put our minds through deep introspection and sometimes cost us our careers.
Maybe we should focus on questions of how to manage self before we think about managing others...
Placements are always the center of all concerns for most of the students who join a b-school and placements itself are known to be very tiring (may be frustrating for some). We have multiple questions in our mind, together with lot of concerns and not always all these questions are answered at this phase of our life. It can be so that many of us are not ready to face the fact that its a bad world out there, and things wont always go the way we want, no matter how much planning has been put into it.
On the other hand, during our days at the b-school the focus is on the WHY question, to analyze a situation and arrive at a solution (and in almost all cases we do reach an answer). What I am trying to prove here that we are always taught to succeed (coz that’s what is expected out of us), but we are not taught how to face defeat!, something which I believe plays more significance in shaping our future. Till we go on succeeding in whatever we do, everything goes fine; the problem is when we fail to perform to others as well as self expectation. Such situations put our minds through deep introspection and sometimes cost us our careers.
Maybe we should focus on questions of how to manage self before we think about managing others...
Friday, April 01, 2005
My Newest Blog...on Allahabad
I have started a new blog which focuses on my birth place "Allahabad". The city has a rich heritage and has been the center of major political movements in this country.
To know more visit: http://allahabad.blogspot.com
To know more visit: http://allahabad.blogspot.com
Friday, March 25, 2005
indian Institute of Percolation
You would certainly enjoy this one (especially the comments)...even if i do not personally agree with all that written still its a different view. The article also reflects the dream which we b-school grads leave in, a life we create for ourself forgeting the basic principles of life...read on
Have you ever wondered whether the university you went to actually taught you something that other universities do not? I've often wondered this. Not so much because I thought the university I went to taught me something special, but because I've run across a group of people who have gone to particular institutions, and who seem to behave as if they did learn something different. What's really piqued my curiosity is the fact that this group of universities is acclaimed as among the best in the world. This particular group, known collectively as the Indian Institutes of Technology (IITs), seems to nurture a common behavior amongst its students. Perhaps it can be termed as IIT culture. Or perhaps calling it culture is being too kind. Regardless, let's explore some of these traits.
Once you are thru with the article read these as well...
1. http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/south_asia/3231561.stm
2. http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2003/06/19/60minutes/main559476.shtml
Even though i do not have a science background (so no dreams about IIT's etc..) IIT's have always caught my facination on capabilities of human minds.
Have you ever wondered whether the university you went to actually taught you something that other universities do not? I've often wondered this. Not so much because I thought the university I went to taught me something special, but because I've run across a group of people who have gone to particular institutions, and who seem to behave as if they did learn something different. What's really piqued my curiosity is the fact that this group of universities is acclaimed as among the best in the world. This particular group, known collectively as the Indian Institutes of Technology (IITs), seems to nurture a common behavior amongst its students. Perhaps it can be termed as IIT culture. Or perhaps calling it culture is being too kind. Regardless, let's explore some of these traits.
Once you are thru with the article read these as well...
1. http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/south_asia/3231561.stm
2. http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2003/06/19/60minutes/main559476.shtml
Even though i do not have a science background (so no dreams about IIT's etc..) IIT's have always caught my facination on capabilities of human minds.
Ruminations of the Teenager Formerly Known as Achint
!!amazing perspective..something we y2k'ans are always trying to prove, have a look!!
My mom squawks. Incessantly. All the time. In fact, every time she sees me.
“Oh gawd, smell your socks!”
Should I? Should anyone? Would you?
“Oh gawd, look at your hair!”
Why mine? Look at David Beckham's. Look at Johnny Depp's. Look at Zayed Khan's. Or John Abraham's. Are their mommies squawking?
“Oh gawd! Why are your underpants showing?”
Duh. Got underwear. Will show. Watch the Kaanta Lagaa video for further reference.
The problem with adults is that they start off alright. Then somewhere along the way they lose it. Become mindless. Start parroting each other. My dad, for instance, started off a bit of an alright. Now he's gone into the squawking mode too.
My mom squawks. Incessantly. All the time. In fact, every time she sees me.
“Oh gawd, smell your socks!”
Should I? Should anyone? Would you?
“Oh gawd, look at your hair!”
Why mine? Look at David Beckham's. Look at Johnny Depp's. Look at Zayed Khan's. Or John Abraham's. Are their mommies squawking?
“Oh gawd! Why are your underpants showing?”
Duh. Got underwear. Will show. Watch the Kaanta Lagaa video for further reference.
The problem with adults is that they start off alright. Then somewhere along the way they lose it. Become mindless. Start parroting each other. My dad, for instance, started off a bit of an alright. Now he's gone into the squawking mode too.
Sunday, March 20, 2005
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