Sunday, May 2, 2010

Dad was completely occupied with his conference work last weekend. That wasn't the first time I've seen him toiling with those huge files but yes, it certainly was different from all those times I'd seen him. It was 12.30 in the night and the light was still glowing. My nights are usually late and strict 'NO' to the lights in the room when I'm sleeping. Now that it was my dad working, I couldn't scream at mum to switch off the lights. Neither could I sleep. {Sigh} So i got up and walked to my dad pretending to be a good egg. I offered to help him knowing very well that I'd be of no use :P His reply was a bitter pill because he asked me to fetch my calculator and help him finish the work. I cursed myself for being  a little too obedient. Since I made the offer myself, the ways for evasion were blocked.

Though we dint share a common thread, dad sometimes wanted me to help him in the paperwork so that I get to learn something useful. Everything was Greek and Latin to me but it sure was a matter of pride, for I got to use the computer for something other than Super Mario and Paint brush. I couldn't help wondering why dad wanted me to help in spite of that fact being clear that I suck at basic math and my computer-fascination died ages back. And this time the culprit is the HR factor.

Dad is a Commerce grad and he started his career in a marketing firm. My sister is a Computer Science grad and  me, the bio grad. Three different poles. Math was my worst nightmare and I dint have the slightest clue of why commerce courses existed on the earth. I could better explain why amoeba was shapeless or why does DNA split when UV rays fall on it ! My medicine seat had gone for a toss because I was a little too playful and little less studious. I sacrificed it for my cousin who was among the board toppers ( wonder why such specimens exist in the family !) By the way, No thanks ! I'm happy without it. Me, Sis and Dad were three wickets who were eventually bowled by this HR factor. 

It all started off with Sis, the first wicket. She was jobless after her graduation which stimulated the MBA bug in her. Dad could see her brains working sharper after she joined MBA. And with this positive effect, dad wanted me to pursue the same course. I had a free hand in decision making tho. Being aimless in life made me feel a bit at sea and so I chose MBA. Flunking in finance internals and lack of interest in ops, made me chose "HR". And hence the appendage to MBA :P The second wicket is bowled. Bowling the third wicket was a cake walk for the HR factor. Dad's experience promoted him to Personnel (HR) and Admin Dept. And now we're the three musketeers traveling an unplanned journey to the HR world.. I'm going to be a Junior HR executive in a month's time, sis is already a senior HR executive and dad, GM, Personnel and admin !!
No regrets by the way, for me it was a blessing in disguise !!

Saturday, May 1, 2010

I'm proud to be an Indian and have no regrets :D

But in the past few days, I came across few incidents which made me realize why the lifestyle of Indians echoed, WE ARE LIKE THAT "ONLY" !!!


1) Please tender exact change/fare:

Most common phrase - at railway reservation counters, bus stands, buses banks, where not ! My mum is very particular about me carrying a set of 10's, a few coins of each denomination whenever I got out, so as to avoid any delay waiting for the change. Yesterday evening was when I had to collect the project completion letter from the company. I started off with deep sense of relief that I need not see the employees frowning at me anymore giving awkward stares as if i haunted them in the name of corporate begging for data collection.

Since my mum was not at home, to remind me about the change, I carried my purse with few bucks needed for the to and fro travel. I boarded the bus and asked for a ticket to my stop. The conductor handed over a ticket for Rs.2.50 and insisting on the 50ps coin. I groped all over my purse to find a coin. Failing to find one, I gave her three rupees and nodded my head to indicate that I dint have the change.I was expecting to return the change to me , but to my astonishment, she dropped the coins into her bag and leaned back conveniently in her seat. I was in dilemma whether to ignore that as it was JUST 50ps or to ask her? Some how I hesitated to ask. The whole time i was wondering if she would have been fine in case I gave her two rupees instead of three !




This is absolutely silly when I talk about 50ps but it doesn't end here. How many times didn't the shop keepers place a toffee in your hand compensating for the non availability of the change?? Some times I wonder if this is some kind of toffee marketing strategy. Height of it is many of us don't care to refuse ! I bet the shop keepers or bus conductors fight till the end to get that rupee. Imagine the amount of 50ps or one rupee we have forgone, piling up to make a huge sum, would that amount matter then?????

Btw, I'm not a miser nor am I greedy, just that I have no "money-plant" at home. I guess none of us do...

2) Which God should I please????

Disclaimer: I'm not an atheist :P

There's this new program in one of the TV channels that's keeping my parents glued to the so called "Idiot Box". Its about the horoscope, the Doshams(errors) in the horoscope and the rituals to be performed to rectify the errors, the Gods one should please.There's this guy who's a scholar in astrology, who verifies your horoscope and recommends appropriate God and the type of ritual to be performed.

Today was the most hilarious episode. There was a letter from a guy which read:

Dear Sir,

I'm XYZ. I don't know what's wrong with my horoscope but I lost all the money which I earned till now !! I'm scared to start new business. Should I start a new business? If so, Which God should I please for the income to stay in my hand ? Please suggest :P :P

And I couldn't stop laughing at the reply given.

Dear XYZ,

Having keenly observed your horoscope, I found some errors. I can see that you're likely to earn a handsome amount very soon but I doubt how long you'll retain it. As per your horoscope you'll earn a lot but the money just flows out of your hand. So I suggest you to find a person with such a horoscope where the income stays in hand, then plan for a fixed deposit and property transfer to his/her name :D :D :D


Thank God, the astrologer dint say that he's the person with the suitable horoscope and would be best option for XYZ to transfer all his property to him..

ROFL !

If astrologers were to suggest the best time to start the business, what are Ansoff's and BCG matrices doing here? And yea, the income planners can apply for their retirement. Warren Buffet and Phillip Kotler would be replaced by astrologers :D

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