Well it was Murarka’s birthday and we hadn’t really planned anything in that regard. All we had plans of was meeting up at a nice restaurant or something and then celebrate the birthday with a cake.
But it turned out to be probably the most rocking party that we have had. Well I left the office pretty late and after having dinner I called up Aman asking him about the plans for the night. I wasn’t really surprised when he told me to come to the Red Box in Bandra and we will have some eateries there. But when I reached there I found all (Murarka, Dipu and Ruchi) except Aman. I came to know that he was at a pub called poison which was not very far from Red Box and he was in a party arranged by Kotak. He came to Red Box in about 10 mins all drenched in sweat and visibly very excited. He was all gaga about the place and this really propelled me to join him for the party. Dipu and Ruchi weren’t quite excited and so they calle dit a day and left for home. So it was me, Aman and Murarka. Aman told me that the entry was free and said all I had to do was say confidently
“Hey! Iam here for the Kotak party!”
Well I was as confident as I could be as I approached the Bouncer, only to be ompletely taen aack when he asked me my name and started looking at the list of invitees for the party!! Bugger Aman had me caught in this mess and I was not sure of the answer. I am not really “thinking on your feet” types and so all I could stutter lamely was – Abhishek.
But as you guys are probably aware of is that Abhishek is one of the most common Indian names and so was enough to take me through. There were not one, not two but three Abhishek’s on the list and so my entry into arguably the best pub in Mumbai was a cake walk!
Poison inside was probably in one work –Awesome. The lights, the music, the drinks and most of all, the crowd! The Kotak people had reserved a hall for the party and it was connected to the main hall as well. The sex ratio was very-very favorable. The crowds came in huge number and were mainly female dominated groups. But the best part about the party was that the drinks and the food were on the house courtesy Kotak and also that there were a lot of L ki junta and it was nice interacting with them. Me , Aman and murarka danced as if there is no tomorrow. It was perfect setting! I mean like this was probably the first time I was to a pub post my hospitalization and It surely felt awesome being there totally fit and fine and enjoying to the hilt!
But one person who enjoyed more than me was –Aman. He had a couple of drinks too many and was completely out of his wits by the time the party came to a stop.
But all in all it was pure mastee!!!
Monday, October 29, 2007
Who thought HR was important
While doing an MBA, the last thing that you have on your minds is majoring in HR! It is probably considered to be the lesser sibling among the other major streams, namely finance, marketing and operations. But having been working for nearly 5 months now, I feel that the it is probably the most important function in an organization.
Well who would have thought that things like chummery(official acco) and HR things like parties and other things would be one of the major criterions for liking/disliking a company. Weren’t we under the impression that the Work exposure in a job is the most significant parameter? But weirdly enough importance of HR in a company is unimaginable in today’s scenario!
Well who would have thought that things like chummery(official acco) and HR things like parties and other things would be one of the major criterions for liking/disliking a company. Weren’t we under the impression that the Work exposure in a job is the most significant parameter? But weirdly enough importance of HR in a company is unimaginable in today’s scenario!
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Friends & Last Day in Delhi!!!!
Its always good to have friends over. And specially if a very good friend comes over and you can probably have a good heart to heart with him, then things become a lot more better and enjoyable at the same time. Well today would haven been a routine day except for that Nishant came over during lunch and its been quite good having him around. The weird thing about me and Nishant is that I just cant remember the first time I met him. Well he was always a very good friend of Nijhara and Pandu who were my classmates, but I never really had a conversation or even a formal introduction with him. But then this guys invited me to the wedding of his sister. And mind you, he didn’t invite every Tom, Dick and Harry to the wedding. His invitation took me by surprise, undoubtedly a very pleasant one and we( I mean our friendship) have never looked back since then. Well it is a little strange because now I count him as one of my closest friends and still if you dig deep there aren’t many things that tie us together. I attribute this to the sheer fact that both of us are more or less morons. Ha ha ha ha. But on a serious note, I think the entire credit goes to him and his uniquely trustworthy and friendly nature. Well there are people who are friendly but ones combining that with trust are rare to find.
Some things remain strange and are good to laugh at. Well at Nishants sisters wedding I had a lot of soup. But the high point was that in the stage that they had prepared for people to dance with all disco lights attached there weren’t too many people who were dancing. And all of a sudden a pretty healthy boy(read fat) aged about 13-14 came in the centre and started doing break dance. We were among the crowd that was watching the boy in awe. All of a sudden it struck somebody in the family that that boy did not belong there nor was he invited to the wedding. So its was kinda hilarious to see a gatecrasher hogging all the limelight.
Apart from that, I think today is prolly my last day of rest as I will be moving to Bombay tomorrow night. I seriously have little intention of going back. But as they say, Work is work. And I gotta be back.
So its Bombay tomorrow!!!
Some things remain strange and are good to laugh at. Well at Nishants sisters wedding I had a lot of soup. But the high point was that in the stage that they had prepared for people to dance with all disco lights attached there weren’t too many people who were dancing. And all of a sudden a pretty healthy boy(read fat) aged about 13-14 came in the centre and started doing break dance. We were among the crowd that was watching the boy in awe. All of a sudden it struck somebody in the family that that boy did not belong there nor was he invited to the wedding. So its was kinda hilarious to see a gatecrasher hogging all the limelight.
Apart from that, I think today is prolly my last day of rest as I will be moving to Bombay tomorrow night. I seriously have little intention of going back. But as they say, Work is work. And I gotta be back.
So its Bombay tomorrow!!!
Friday, October 12, 2007
Congratulations Mr. Pachauri! But sorry u share Nobel with a loser
Well its comes as a surprise to me at the simple fact as to how pompous can the Americans get.
I still remember the time when the I was in Deutsche Bahn and was enroute to Munich when an American couple entered my cozy sleepy little sitting compartment. Their entry was the end of all sleep as well as all coziness. They started their what is called in hindi “bakar” and continued till the very end. They had an opinion about everything. But that was not all. They expected to you to do the same. The entire sleep deprived night was spent discussing everything from nuclear warfare to global warming. That was probably my very first rendezvous with the Americans.
While in London also they formed a major part in the discussions on various topics even if they were outside their own control.
But today as I write this, I have a sense of déjà vu attached.
Go to any of the American websites and they claim and proclaim Mr. Al Gore as an angel who has won the Oscars fo peace or in other words the Nobel peace prize for this year. For people not quote aware of this personality. Al Gore was one of the most sidelined Vice Presidents in the history of US under Mr. Clinton. That’s not all. He is considered to be one of the biggest joke in the history in the manner he lost his election as the POTAS(President of the United States).
My quite evident anguish is due to the fact that an Indian who chairs one of the most important bodies on Global warming has co-received this award. Dr. Rajendra Pachauri who heads the UN IPCC is a renowned personality and heads TERI in India as well. His untiring work has made him the 7th Indian ever to receive this award. But if you look at any of the American press you will find his name missing.
This probably the reason why the biggest economy in the world is the most loathed one as well!!!
I still remember the time when the I was in Deutsche Bahn and was enroute to Munich when an American couple entered my cozy sleepy little sitting compartment. Their entry was the end of all sleep as well as all coziness. They started their what is called in hindi “bakar” and continued till the very end. They had an opinion about everything. But that was not all. They expected to you to do the same. The entire sleep deprived night was spent discussing everything from nuclear warfare to global warming. That was probably my very first rendezvous with the Americans.
While in London also they formed a major part in the discussions on various topics even if they were outside their own control.
But today as I write this, I have a sense of déjà vu attached.
Go to any of the American websites and they claim and proclaim Mr. Al Gore as an angel who has won the Oscars fo peace or in other words the Nobel peace prize for this year. For people not quote aware of this personality. Al Gore was one of the most sidelined Vice Presidents in the history of US under Mr. Clinton. That’s not all. He is considered to be one of the biggest joke in the history in the manner he lost his election as the POTAS(President of the United States).
My quite evident anguish is due to the fact that an Indian who chairs one of the most important bodies on Global warming has co-received this award. Dr. Rajendra Pachauri who heads the UN IPCC is a renowned personality and heads TERI in India as well. His untiring work has made him the 7th Indian ever to receive this award. But if you look at any of the American press you will find his name missing.
This probably the reason why the biggest economy in the world is the most loathed one as well!!!
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Working in India Vis-à-vis Abroad
Well first and foremost I will put a disclaimer.
“ I am not one of those guys who have worked abroad (well as in worked in real sense), but having spent a considerable time there I feel I have the license to write about it.
Having parents who think that the best thing in the world is to work in the US (or abroad as it is for them), I am constantly coaxed into trying my luck abroad. Having a sister who is living there and doing extremely well doest help my cause either.
Well some thoughts:
1) Opportunities:
Well one of the things that people generally talk about is the long overused buzz word called “opportunities!!”
Well if that is a synonym for money then it’s a totally different matter all together. This is because no one will come to you and give you everything on the platter. You still have you work hard or prolly work a lot harder to make it big there.
Well but I do agree that the competition there is slightly less than that here. This is because the number of pople involved in the rat race there are less. But if it is less, then it is a lot more complex. There the people pull you down not just on the basis of your wrk but also on the basis of your colour and nationality.
2) Money:
As we spoke before that many many people equate money with opportunities. We always tend to convert currencies and because of the fact that we have a weaker currency we tend to feel a lot deprived. I mean we see in the newspapers about the hugely high salaries of our counterparts and thus feel a lot cheated. Well the term cheap labor used by a lot of foreign companies for their pet work of outsourcing sure causes a lot of heated emotions. But having been an admirer of economics I like to put everything in perspective of PPP or the purchasing power parity. This for non knower is the purchasing power of people at a particular place. Like 1 kg of apples cost about Rs75 in India but would cost about 4 pounds in UK. I think that will put us amongst the highest pay getters in the world.
3) Stature:
Well this is one area where everything goes a little weird and a little out of hand. Being an IIM graduate and not getting a foreign offer is like coming last in a marathon when the organizers have even packed up. The stature of peoples having foreign offers is that of angels and thus highly regarded in the eyes of not just elders but of peers and juniors as well. I still think and laugh about the fact that in my campus KPMG offering Middle East as posting got the Slot zero! It is ridiculous when we think about our colonial mentality of the west’s superiority.
When I was in UK recently for a month’s training I was hounded with questions from friend and people I knew about the length of my program. They were half expecting me to say that I will there for a year or more and were truly disappointed at the fact that I was there ONLY for a month!!!
“ I am not one of those guys who have worked abroad (well as in worked in real sense), but having spent a considerable time there I feel I have the license to write about it.
Having parents who think that the best thing in the world is to work in the US (or abroad as it is for them), I am constantly coaxed into trying my luck abroad. Having a sister who is living there and doing extremely well doest help my cause either.
Well some thoughts:
1) Opportunities:
Well one of the things that people generally talk about is the long overused buzz word called “opportunities!!”
Well if that is a synonym for money then it’s a totally different matter all together. This is because no one will come to you and give you everything on the platter. You still have you work hard or prolly work a lot harder to make it big there.
Well but I do agree that the competition there is slightly less than that here. This is because the number of pople involved in the rat race there are less. But if it is less, then it is a lot more complex. There the people pull you down not just on the basis of your wrk but also on the basis of your colour and nationality.
2) Money:
As we spoke before that many many people equate money with opportunities. We always tend to convert currencies and because of the fact that we have a weaker currency we tend to feel a lot deprived. I mean we see in the newspapers about the hugely high salaries of our counterparts and thus feel a lot cheated. Well the term cheap labor used by a lot of foreign companies for their pet work of outsourcing sure causes a lot of heated emotions. But having been an admirer of economics I like to put everything in perspective of PPP or the purchasing power parity. This for non knower is the purchasing power of people at a particular place. Like 1 kg of apples cost about Rs75 in India but would cost about 4 pounds in UK. I think that will put us amongst the highest pay getters in the world.
3) Stature:
Well this is one area where everything goes a little weird and a little out of hand. Being an IIM graduate and not getting a foreign offer is like coming last in a marathon when the organizers have even packed up. The stature of peoples having foreign offers is that of angels and thus highly regarded in the eyes of not just elders but of peers and juniors as well. I still think and laugh about the fact that in my campus KPMG offering Middle East as posting got the Slot zero! It is ridiculous when we think about our colonial mentality of the west’s superiority.
When I was in UK recently for a month’s training I was hounded with questions from friend and people I knew about the length of my program. They were half expecting me to say that I will there for a year or more and were truly disappointed at the fact that I was there ONLY for a month!!!
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