Sunday, September 14, 2008

That Thing You Do...

A friend of mine started liking somebody from the 1st trimester itself. Though it was love at the first sight, it was there to stay. He ended his last trimester. And....and what...yup...just like story of a movie he did not express his feelings. Reasons are few but weird, hard to believe. The girl knew it, but she always expected him to say it first. I mean is it a written law in India (yes, especially in India) that the man has to always to say it first.->->-> 6 months after->->-> The girl is happily committed now with another guy and my friend is happy again, just like Gilmore, he says he forgot everything. He or that girl had fallen in (so-called) love before, you never know may fall in again as well. 
Both are happy...really!!!

Another friend who used to stay the flat next to ours in my B-school hostel, fell for a girl who was the epitome of immaturity. This guy always thought to educate her on this. But there was just one problem, but a very big one; it was a pure case of a padha-likha-gaon ka chhora and one tiny mem-shaab who believes in the glitz and glamour and nothing else. He loved her like anything, and made sure he tells her in the perfect way. He took help from some of his friends, then the number of so-called helping friends increased. He told his feelings many times. The best part was the betrayal by his friends who not only misguided him but one of them made sure he goes out with the same girl. What a lovely way of breaking the trust, hope & heart...all in a one shot... That guy suffered like that till the date the girl got married. And you know what....he still says he would accept her if ever she comes back. 
He always told me: she is made for me, and I know I get her on day. Till date, he believes in this and I don't know but I believe...his philosophy...his patience....and his puritan love...

My ex-flatmate and me used to have chat for long hours on any topic and girls were the prime topic. The girl on whom we had most heated discussion with a lot of curiosity was in a (so-called) relationship and used to go out with her boyfriend. Then the internship approached and we all went ahead to pursue it with great anticipation.  During my interns the guy pings me to say that he is into a relationship with that girl. Yes, they both got to know each other after she broke up with her precious boyfriend. But whenever my friend and me sit to analyse and think over this we end of deciding that they can not be together as they do not have anything in common. 
Today after 2 years I see them talk about breaking up every alternate day, sometimes every 5 minutes for reasons that are the heights of childishness. I ask them you really think this is gonna work, they say we "hope". I believe Barack Obama is the not the only 'hope'ful person in the world.

A very close friend of mine falls in love every other day with a girl in every corner from Vashi Railway station till his office. He liked a girl for 4 years during his B.Tech and never expressed anything because he did not feel like saying her!!! He liked somebody very deeply in the later part of his MBA, again left it in midway as he felt she does not understand his feelings. Now there are close to a half a dozen a girls who directly or indirectly told him that they like him. But he declines all of them, may be he not interested or may be he does not have anymore faith in love. 
I ask him why? He says: "many girls would come and go..." I ask myself whom is he kidding?

I can go on & on & on writing uncountable real life stories like this, more painful, more romantic. But these are examples on which one can make a 3-hour long movie or write a book. They offer you look at the life from different dimensions and very close quarters.

Finally, two things: -> I was/am a common factor in all the above circumstances
-> Today is the birthday of the girl with whom I shared 7 years of my life, seven beautiful years.

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Love Your Job....Your Company Too

I. Me. My job. I love my job. I love my company. Am I making contradictory statements? Is loving your job and your company are two different things altogether! The reason for writing this is not because somebody famously quoted “love your job, not your company; as you never know when your company will stop loving you”.  I thought to write because as a fellow professional, I just asked myself one simple thing: is it wrong to love your company or is it wrong to be loyal to your company? If the answer to this question is 'yes', then I gotta study for another 15 years to change my thinking and perspective.

Especially in a competitive and a challenging market scenario where attrition rate is so high and head-hunting and poaching is the order of the day, being loyal to your organization is considered as not-so-trendy!!! What an irony! I have to answer infinite number of questions from 'N' number of people as to why I am still in my first organization for more than a year. A year!! Tell me, have any of our fathers changed their organization every year? I have taken into consideration the opportunities that were available in the market at that point of time into account. But just one simple question: the 30 years they  worked for their respective organizations, were not they passionate, dedicated or loyal to it? You can find a spark in their eyes showing how proud they were for their organizations, and the best thing is that they still have the same feeling after their retirement and till the end. Their organization does not give them some special benefits to boast about like ESOPs, foreign trips, but they feel attached and you can find a sense of belongingness. They miss their organization so much after their retirement that may lead the current crop of youth feel that they are lunatics.

To my agony, I miss this spark and the sense of belongingness in the eyes of the so-called professionals today. For them changing, err..switching jobs is the 'in' thing. Sounds as if Manish Malhotra has just released his Fall Winter collection and people are ready to flow with the new fashion trend. For God's sake, it's your career and there are many other things that should be taken into account apart from monetary factors for changing your job. Today's youth might have a strong point in defending themselves in this matter by saying that they are eligible and they fit the organization requirements. But dude, till how far? These Vikram Pandits, Indra Nooyis, Nandan Nilekenis and all the top shots in the corporate world has stayed in a particular organization and served for years till they earned their position. But the professionals of today do not find stability so 'sexy' or 'exciting'. If they can not be loyal to their employers then how a new employer trust them. Because, I feel, at the end of the day if you are leaving a job then the reason should be not 'just' be money. It does matter but there are many other aspects that plays a critical role while making a move in the career.

Ridiculous to ponder. But so true it is today, happening. It is just like haute couture. Fall winter, fall autumn or the summer collection, it is the new 'in' thing in the urban youth. Be stable and experience the rewards and returns of the stability. Give back to your organization , add some value, make them feel for you. Stop working as a machine and think beyond just withdrawing salary at the end of the month.

Sometimes I recall, my professors repeated one word more than a 1000 times during my MBA lectures: "Value Addition"...

Thursday, July 3, 2008

You've One Life ....... Dream

Writing once again inside train. My last writing was based on the love that we find in our friends, wife and our family. That was inside the train (I think during my visit home last time with Jinu & Jayant after MBA got over)as well. Now I am just 5 hours before touching Mumbai and trying to gather some memories or rather thoughts that came and passed by during last 30 hours in this air conditioned coach of Konark Express. I met two new people. A mom and her daughter who is to do her MBA at Pune. I started interacting with them, quite unlike me, an introvert, thanks to her mom. A typical Gujju mother with a healthy coating of Oriya culture and understanding. I had to digest some of Gujarati dishes, with a typical mother’s signature. Both are nice (now, don’t ask my critical self to judge).

Whatever. Let me start with the new punch line that I have saved as the welcome message of my mobile. It reads “life is one f***ing dream”.  LOL. I really love it. Don’t know why. Just a thought which comes to my mind more than once every day. When I shifted to Bhubaneswar I was happy for many factors. Loved every bit of my stay there apart from chasing the dream to do MBA like a mad. Then MBA did happen and ended up coming to another capital. Spent first 3 months in Mumbai literally crying and next three months trying to console myself for my home, Dad, brother and someone who successfully brought tears inside and out of my heart, Mom. Then never realized how the next 12-15 months passed in a whiff and left some uncountable moments to cherish for the rest of the lifetime, thanks to friends I never met in my life before.  Got a job post MBA, and felt why MBA can not be stretched for another 2-3 years. I mean after those 18 months of unforgettable journey, the professional get up never were up to our taste, at least mine. Because apart from imparting a huge amount of outlook and a completely different perspective of looking at life, MBA also taught us what bonding and team spirit is and that made us remember each other so much after it. Then after joining the first job, was sceptical of the office, colleagues and atmosphere. Got two offers from other organizations within 3 months of joining, but the true Sagittarian from heart declined only because it was so much attached to the organization and people working there.

This was my first trip to home after my job. And now feeling why not to do a job in Orissa? I mean what exactly the heart wants. And the world is there to show the aspiration and desire. Life gives so many hopes and opportunities and still you find yourself on the losing side 9 out of 10 times. This makes me ask myself why we chase these never ending hopes day in & day out. A perfect life is in the fate of less than 1% crowd in India. Still we all try to be in that league. So I will never agree that "life is one empty dream". it is too damn f***ingly hard to chase but full of experiences that is going to last for the rest of our lifetime.

Life's Like That.