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Happy Teachers Day



The earliest memories of this awesome day are when a bottle of Pepsi, 4 toffees and an exciting fancy dress competition awaited us at KG-C at DBL -  Mam Starry !!!! The DBL journey brought icons such as Ms Ann (singing classes), Mrs Kaur, Samita Guha, Mam Rupasree, Joe Pathickal, Fr Dominic and Sir Thomas Dias profoundly impacting our lives.

Later our world expanded and the word "teacher" encompassed those from St Xavier's, Prof Hanif, Madam Saswati and an entire galaxy of super professors....they made the transition from Science to Commerce so easy

Then came professional coaching centres who were, truly speaking, professionals but they were amazing (Jayesh Sir, Sanjay Saraf Sir, Sudarshan Sir, Beri Sir, Alok Sir) . They made the CA exam journey much easier

Bosses in corporate life also taught a lot, some in a mild manner and some in maybe the harsh way, because probably they were paying us now..but the learning was the most effective

Teachers at AOL

Even a stranger whom you suddenly meet on the road or a flight or in a conference ( Dilip Apte Sir) and leaves you with a lesson for a lifetime

Students with whom I had the wonderful opportunity to interact with during my short stints across those ICFAIs and SMUs of the world, Edzonex (Harsh and Parul) and finally the most precious, the super talented ones whom I met during those 6 hour GMCS sessions, maybe a 1000+ who have added me on FB but few have really touched me and stayed in touch all this long...and left such remarkable memories that I miss those GMCS classes so much

and now some wonderful Profs at IIMA: they are like walking encyclopedias, just sit in their class and let yourself swim in the ocean of knwoledge, Prof Arvind Sahay, Prof Shailesh Gandhi, Prof Sunil Sharma, Prof Satish Deodhar

We are whatever we are today because of our teachers

Happy Teachers Day !!!



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A 'once in a lifetime' boss



Today I put a a semi-colon (or probably a full stop) to this beautiful chapter of my life called Essel Mining. Its been a monumental journey, a peek into the exciting world of excavators and dumpers, explosives and haul roads. It has been an equally insightful encounter with a sublime level of corporate politics, where I know I at least score 5/10. (my Haryanvi tone snatches me the other 5 points) From being a back-office financial analyst in my erstwhile role, I could grow into someone who even had a voice before CEOs and CFOs of the world. Quite a transformation !!

If I could point out one individual who has made all of this possible, I had been Sanjay Bhaiya. Officially Mr Sanjay Baid is my boss but I have never ever managed to draft a mail starting with 'Dear Sir'. It always been a  'Hello' or simply nothing. I have consciously refrained from using the word boss because he is so unlike one.

Normally, bosses are tyrannical. They derive a sadistic pleasure from making the lives of their subordinates miserable. Sanjay Bhaiya, on the contrary, facilitates such a wonderful experience in office that my haemoglobin must have gone up by 200 basis points.

Normally, bosses are selfish to the core. They believe in getting work done from subordinates and then snatching away all the credit. They out of their sheer insecurity, do not share knowledge with their subordinates. Sanjay Bhaiya , on the contrary, tells that the world that it has been a team effort (even if he has completely managed the project himself) and ensures that his subordinates get a 360 degree view of events. Ask the wierdest of questions to this 'encyclopaedia on mining'  (trust me he actually is' and he will answer that patiently. If he starts narrating the phenomenal work he has done in the past, you will feel mesmerised and start wondering how much one could do with his sheer dedication.

Normally, bosses tend to pass the buck to their juniors for all the mistakes. Sanjay Bhaiya , takes it completely to himself. And then you feel so secure. You experiment with ideas and then working becomes such fun. When other tend to criticize you and your boss defends you, the feel is magical

Normally you tend to hide all your new ventures from your boss because they would ant to 'nip it in the bid' . I distinctly remember not having allowed my erstwhile boss to even have an inkling that I was taking the GMAT (though I had prepared right under his nose for 3 months and then taken a 15 day 'sick leave' before the exam). And here was I discussing every aspect of my application with him. Rightly from scrutinizing the initial application to mentoring me for the interview to helping me 'take the bloody shot' post the admission offer , he has stood by me like a rock. And I have never dared to lie even once for a leave.

They say you must endeavor to command respect and not demand it. He is a living testimony to this fact. My mom and dad are his fans, in spite of not having met him even once. This is because in the last 33 months, there has not been a single day when I have come home unhappy. "tum unke jaisa kyun nahi ban sakta' is what they keep nudging me.

I want him to be an entrepreneur, the 'bidi' king of India. He is too good for 'just a job' and I am sure , one day, he will turn one.

Now as I step into the hallowed portals of IIM-A, I know he has some sky high expectations from me. He probably wants me to conquer the world or least live upto my full potential for sure. I am not sure whether I can do full justice to the faith reposed. But I will surely try my best

They say people join companies and leave bosses. And here am I shivering with the thought of how I will face the world without my boss. Quite an ironical situation.
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Oh Calcutta !!


'To be or not to be with you; that is the question'

For the last five and a half years, I have been battling this question day in and out; to stay in Calcutta alias Kolkata or leave the city. And its not just me, but dozens of seniors, juniors and contemporaries who keep facing this dilemma.

I go to these GMCS classes at ICAI, counselling young and energetic Chartered Accountants on the career path that they should adopt. You show them how the CA degree can give you a global career with entry into any decent size company. Suddenly goes up a hand and asks " Sir, what about job opportunities in Kolkata? I want or I have to stay here because of my family". The subconscious mind replies instantly " Whether it is a personal desire to stay with family or a compulsion; his/her career would invariably be doomed". Same goes for these random queries about Kolkata jobs at my job portal (Link) ; the posts which occasionally feature jobs at Kolkata sell like hot cakes; 1500 pageviews in 2 hours.

Freshers are happy to work at 50% of the salary that they could have otherwise commanded in other cities. They will work for 20k salaries in mid sized CA firms, do copy paste jobs in KPOs, join "babu/laala companies" (promoter driven groups with zero corporate governance), get into selling corporate salary accounts but not leave Calcutta. Except for a lucky few, the gap in salary with peers keeps widening with the years you spend in Kolkata increase; in 5 years time, you have your juniors commanding higher salaries in other cities as compared to you. No matter how hard you crib for promotions at whichever company you choose to work for, you will not get it. "You want promotion also !!! Isn't a Kolkata posting enough? " . You cannot implement the tried and tested Corporate Mantra of "Recognition by Resignation". Subtle threats of resignation that you pass into the company's ecosystem are ignored as they very well know that you cannot leave Kolkata. In the worst case, they will throw you a bit " Transfer for promotion.."chalega?" (Do you agree). You withdraw the protest.

With just 2-3 companies with decent corporate governance practices having their CHQ here, the rest with regional offices and KPOs, you realise that there are limited options where would you go?. Many people dither at the prospect of joining these the promoter driven 'babu' companies as the beta factor is very high. So you brace themselves for accepting the " Chal raha hai " syndrome which is present in most professionals here.

I sometimes wonder what is so great about this city that people embrace stagnation but refuse to leave it. Why are they obsessed with the idea of being stuck here when they very well no that they are not doing justice to their talent here?

"Money is not everything in life" comes the quick retort. "Yahan zindagi mein shanti hai." . It smacks of the 'sour grapes' fable. I say this because in these modern times most people do measure your success by the amount of money you are earning in your job. I believe that from a job, Form 16 is eventually what you take home. " Whats your CTC? "Cut kata ke haath mein kitna aata hai" (What's your take home after all the deductions?) is the standard question used these days, even when the girl's father comes to see a guy from the marriage standpoint. Then why live in a state of self-denial about money making being a futile goal to chase in life?

Talk about the work culture in this city and its deplorable to the power infinity. Obsessed with the idea of celebrating thirteen festivals in twelve months, most Kolkatans hate work and find it an interference between their Rabindra Sangeet sessions, para addas and 'pujas with bhasaan dances'. Say if a working day falls between 5 days of Durga Puja holiday and the weekend, the government intervenes to alleviate the misery of people and declares a special holiday so that people can take an uninterrupted break from work. If that causes the banking system to collapse, its ok ! "Who cares? Money is not everything in life". People wait for 'bandhs' (sadly rare these days) so that its yet another excuse for staying back at home. Go to any government office, say a tax department office or a post office and trying extracting work. The clerk stares at you with hatred as if you have committed a gross error by asking him to work. "Ektu boshun. Aeto tada karko ki hobe.Ektu boshun moshaye?". (Why are you pestering me by your impatience. Things don't work so fast here. You must sit for a while and wait). It is criminal to expect efficiency. Not that the private sector is far behind. Yes, here driven by KRAs , ratings and variable pays, people have their asses perpetually on fire and thus are forced to work.  But they surely hate it. Trust me.

Crab mentality on the work-front is another jewel in the crown.  Because these people 'care' for each other, they will interfere in your life to such an extent that you will be shocked. As explained above, most people with their "chal raha hai" have killed their drive for career growth. Hence, the moment they see a sparkle in your eye, they turn green with envy and ostracize you. They don't want to grow (at least not through hard work or knowledge) and how can they then allow you to grow? If the boss likes you, they feel its because of the 'oiling'. Work can never be a reason for growth here. 'Chamcha hai saala' (he is a sycophant) is the standard refrain. No one is least interested in what is going on in his/her life. 'Dusra ka zindagi mein ungli' (Poking your nose in other's affairs) is the favourite office timepass. Insecurity runs at an all-time high in all offices here. You can test it with the new jealousy barometer invented by me :)

This goes on in personal life also If you are a spendthrift, you surely must be having other dubious means of income. If you spend after thinking, you are such a 'kanjoos' or  a poor man who deserves a pity. If you smoke a cigarette, they will roam around tinsel town telling people that he smokes. If you are seen with a girl, it is again a social crime- a new gossip topic for the para adda.  Look at the grandeur at weddings here. Middle class people who travel in buses throughout their life are forced by the social customs to spend exorbitant sums of money at their children's wedding. When the wedding news ushers in " Where is the reception? Who is the caterer? is it Ganpati? Rajesh Ganpati? Else its not upto the mark !!  People who don't even eat Bananas during their daily life want the best of imported Kiwis at the wedding receptions and then will write off saying " it was a bit khatta..not upto the mark". Super fat aunties , otherwise beset with sugar and BP,will line up at the puchka and besan chilla counters; gobble it all and then say " not that great..namak kam tha (salt was less)" .  If ladies are caught wearing the same saree and jewellery again, its such a social stigma. This causes financial disaster to the husbands. The point is that even though people might show a lot of concern for each other, eventually I find a lot of jealousy and the "he should not grow faster than me" insecurity garbed under the cloak of 'care' here. So the 'samaaj" (society) here is mostly for "ungli' (interference)

The cost of living is the final clincher. " Jo haath mein aata hai, woh bacch jata hai" (You save most of what you earn as expenses are negligible). I believe the reason for this is that people actually earn less. The government forces prices to be artificially curtailed. Look at the recent case where the government does not allow price hike in bus fare in spite of diesel price increases. The noble objective is that the common man shouldn't suffer. But eventually, the number of buses plying on the road has reduced. So buses are overcrowded. Since fares don't rise, the bus drivers refuse to drive the buses forward unless they are so full that you can be choked to death. Yes, rentals are lower here than in other cities ; you get a shuttle here which is a rarity in other cities but eventually if people in other cities are able to afford a more lavish lifestyle on a sustainable basis, its because they earn more!!

Summing up, not that I hate this city, it is still one of the sweetest cities in the country and that other cities might be even worse but for sure it refuses to get in sync with the times; it derives a sadistic pleasure from throttling talent and simply lets you rot sitting on the 'lazy boy' chair.  When I am vocal in my criticism for the city, I know I can be blamed for a dichotomy between my "kathni and karni" (talks and action). This is because I am one of those freshers who had also happily embraced a massive pay cut while shifting back to the city n the year 2008. I am one of those experienced professionals who salary today might have gone lower than what my juniors command in other cities. But yet I still haven't been able to muster the courage enough to leave. Maybe i have also got used to the laziness in the air and if I don't act now soon, am sure the day will come when someone from a different city would come and tell me

"Aaj mere paas bangla hai, gadi hai, paisa hai.......tumhare paas kya hai" 

and..........

 I would reply " Mere paas Kolkat mein job hai"

# wake up call # leave the 'lazy boy' chair #Time to act decisively Kolkatans # hurry up before its too late !!!