Friday, December 29, 2017

...and he is 1

“A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty.”
– Unknown

When Meharaj was born in December last year and I had held him in my arms for the first time, I was overwhelmed. I had written about that experience and the true meaning of Joy, here.

And let me tell you that, the experience of being a parent is indescribable. Yes, it is a joyful experience. But it is actually much more than that.

Everyday, when I reach home, after a long and tiring day at office, and he sees me, his eyes light up. No money can buy that glow in his eyes. He may still not fully understand my relationship with him, but he knows that we both love each other immensely and unconditionally. As I enter my home and put my bag down, he crawls excitedly or more recently toddles towards me with an infectious energy. He expects me to pick him up and shower kisses on his face. And this happens every day. As he grows up, and he understands our relationship better, I hope we are able to continue with this father-son ritual. 

The first word he ever uttered was 'Pa Pa'. That was another moment, I would always cherish. He still doesn't say much. Just makes lot of sounds, but strangely, we both make small conversations using these sounds. He stops doing things, when I say 'No', but only momentarily. He smiles at me and gets back to whatever he was doing. That is his cheeky rebellion. Also every time I blow a raspberry, he tries to imitate that mouth-fart sound by blowing his own spit bubbles. As he grows up, and he understands the words and their meaning better, I hope we make enriching conversations, which stay back with him, when I am gone.

We buy him toys, lots of them and of different types. But he doesn't play with them. He finds spoons, remotes, kitchen utensils, my bookshelf, and other random things more interesting. His curiosity and sense of wonder are traits, which I think, I should emulate.Whenever my wife is not around and I have to engage him, I find new games to play with him. And he picks them fast. Like in first few months, he used to enjoy me cupping his ears with my hands. He used to pull my hands to his ears, every time he felt bored. Then we discovered 'kicking legs'. Every time I would thump a surface with my hands, feet or legs, he will start kicking his legs faster and squeal with delight. Then he took fancy to 'peek-a-boo' with bed-sheets. Sometimes when I was busy with something else, he would pull a sheet on his head and ask me to play. The games keep changing, but his enthusiasm to try new things is a constant. As he grows up, and he understands sports and competition better, I hope we still keep playing for fun.

Over the last one year, he has made our lives happier and more beautiful. On his first birthday, 21st December 2017, we had an ice-cream and candies themed party, as he loves sweets a lot. And he is an absolute sweetheart. I love him.


Thursday, October 26, 2017

Are you doing it right? An insider's guide to Corporate Success.


Have you ever wondered, why are you not making any head way in your moribund career?

Have you often changed your jobs, bosses, desks, pens, work undies, and office laptops, but are still nowhere near your goals?

Then you have been doing it all wrong. Through the proprietary technique of trial and error, I believe I have found the key to Corporate Happiness. 

As a good corporate citizen, by now you would have forgotten the beauty of text and language. You would be more comfortable with infographics, numbers, visual aids and matrices. With great effort, I have tried to present my findings using visual aids. Hope you guys appreciate the effort.

Before we go on to the lessons, here are some standard disclaimers:

1. You should have a done a pre-read of "The Office Idlers"
2. Even if you don't do that, below material will still make sense to you.
3. The author doesn't claim the below information to be original, because many enlightened souls would have already discovered these nuggets by now.
4. Author's views are purely his own and they don't necessarily reflect his personal experiences or quality of the organisations he has worked with so far. The author has the capability to learn from others.
5. The author has taken the liberty of dramatising certain aspects. The author expects you to have a sense of humour.

Exhibit A: Successful Lines

This one clearly makes the case for getting graphical. That is precisely the reason for the current post to be visually rich. Hope this post gets more views.


Exhibit B: The Really Smart Worker

A 2 by 2 matrix is best way to simplify things. The objective here is to reach the green box. That is where you achieve "Corporate Nirvana."



Exhibit C: Meeting Ho Naa Ho (Who knows if meeting will happen)

Are you in a meeting right now? The you are doing the right thing by reading this post. Look at the pie-chart to know more.



Exhibit D :  Troubleshooting

They often say, "Define the problem statement sharply". Now you discover the "Why" behind it. Avoid the red box as far as possible,


Exhibit E: Kabhie Khushi Kabhi Gham (Sometimes Happy Sometimes Sad)

Your happiness is not dependent on just one thing - you. The external stimulus plays a big role too. You always knew it. I have put it in a bar graph. You can thank me later for providing you clarity in such a simple way. Right now, read on.

Exhibit F: Can you relate to it? A critical look at your relationships.

Are you in an abusive relationship with your boss? Don't make much effort. You can't do anything. Accept the status quo. See the analysis below to know more. Still if you are tired, try to move to the 'Toxic' Box'. That is the only escape.


Exhibit G: The Top Dog

When you have spent enough years working your ass off, you realise, that you didn't get the basics right. A bubble chart below, just to burst your bubble.



Exhibit H: Einstein didn't tell you this

This is a self explanatory paradox. Grab your peanuts  popcorn, sit back and relax. Everyone is in the same boat. Just remember one thing, boss is a relative term here. He / she has a boss too.


Exhibit I : Same Same But Different

Know the difference between Indian Companies and MNCs. A comprehensive tabulation is given below. Now you can make an informed choice about where to work.


Now you are well equipped with the tools to handle the vagaries of corporate world. Don't be selfish and share this blog link with your friends and make them realise the futility of what they are doing.

Till then, let me check statistical performance of my blog.

Shit! 340 visits from Russia in last 24 hours. Bot Alert! I am not Rahul Gandhi.

Friday, September 29, 2017

Apathy Kills

We Indians are immune to loss of lives and tragedy, especially when it happens to others. 

People die everyday - somewhere due to terror attacks, somewhere due to atrocities of armed forces, somewhere due to riots triggered by smallest of issues (religion is a small issue too in larger scheme of things), somewhere due to overwhelming debts, and somewhere due to apathy of people and government towards basic rights of the citizens.

And death, the unnatural death,  is not the only thing, we have got immune to. We are immune to squalor and poverty. We are immune to lack of civility in public places. We get used to slums around our apartments. We stop even registering them, learning to ignore them and turning a blind eye towards such issues. The list of such things is endless. And things don't change, irrespective of the political disposition in power. 

Then there is this another thing I have started hating over the years - The famous Mumbai Spirit, touted by politicians and people alike, as some form of divine strength we possess. No, it is not. It is basically our inaction and inability to change things, given a nice name, to make all of us feel less guilty. 2005 floods, we got stuck. We moved on. Bomb blasts in successive years. 26/11. Elphinstone Station Stampede. We just move on, going about our daily lives, as if nothing happened. We don't hold anyone accountable. We don't change anything within ourselves. We don't care. And, why Mumbai? This apathy is all pervasive, in each city in India, in each village. But you may not have noticed. We don't have time to notice.

We are the people who play our loudspeakers at ear shattering volumes during all festivals, not caring, that someone's kid might be sick and need rest. We are the same people who drink and drive without caring for lives of people sleeping on roads. We are the same people who find people sleeping on roads okay. We are the people who know where to fix blame, but we don't know where to fix accountability. 

Yesterday's incident is not something that shocked me. It happened few minutes away from where my office was in Mumbai till few months back. I am in Chennai. That's why it hasn't shocked me? No. Even, if I was at that station at that very time, when the stampede occurred at Elphinstone Station, and I wasn't hurt or I hadn't lost someone close to me, I wouldn't have been shocked. 

And this apathy kills me... kills you... kills all of us...