From multinational enterprises to as small groups as kid's class rooms, managers are the need of the hour and rightly so because they help to get the things done which ARE to be done. With effect of miraculous output caused by effective management, we are enriching them with more and more power and obviously more money which have lucarated many bright minds of world. More money comes with higher responsibilities which brings in whole lot of human factors into work. In all these human resource strategies we have integrated the role of visionaries and managers. We expect both from the same person but many times it becomes humanly impossible to justify both. It is the time when a manager part of the employee take over its visionary mind and he is more busy in optimizing the EXISTING resources/products rather discovering/inventing new counterparts. Thats when process gets staggered and though overall performance is on higher side but innovation is hindered.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Saturday, January 17, 2009
The Lagoon Versus The Ocean
This story is from internet but i like it so have posted.......
One might have heared about the Great Barrier Reef, stretching some 1,800 miles from New Guinea to Australia. Tour guides regularly take visitors to view the reef. On one tour, a traveler asked the guide an interesting question."I noticed that the lagoon side of the reef looks pale and lifeless, while the ocean side is vibrant and colorful," the traveler observed. "Why is this?"The guide gave an interesting answer:"The coral around the lagoon side is in still water with no challenge for its survival. It dies early. The coral on the ocean side is constantly being tested by wind, waves, and storms -- surges of power. It has to fight for survival every day of its life.As it is challenged and tested, it changes and adapts. It grows healthy. It grows strong. And it reproduces."Then he added this telling note: "That's the way it is with every living organism."!!REFLECTIONThat's how it is with people. Challenged and tested, we come alive! Like coral pounded by the sea, we grow. Physical demands can cause us to grow stronger. Mental and emotional stress can produce tough-mindedness and resiliency.Spiritual testing can produce strength of character and faithfulness .So, when you are tested again and again with problems - physical, mental, emotional or spiritual, just tell yourself, "There I grow again!".Remember, A smooth sea never made a skilled mariner!!
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Most Awaited Change....

Mr. Barrack Hussein Obama, the 44th president of United States of America, brings a new hope which traversed not only in USA but also all over the world.Born in Hawaii to a Keynian father and an American mother, he is the first African American to hold the office as well as the first US President born outside the United States. He has come out of Dark to the main stage with a promise of bright future. He sets an example in front of the world especially black people giving them a hope not to consider themselves inferior in any sense and teaching a lesson to all peoples, not to discriminate on basis of color and creed. He proves that ‘No Matter where you born, where you belong to, a strong mind set and bright ideas will make a way for you’.There is something very different about his candidature; he secured his seat not on basis of his party ideologies but on his own. His very straight forward way to deliver, ability to reflect, eagerness to face the challenges and handle the difficult situations have worked for him.His predecessor, George Bush handed over to Barack Obama, a ravaged economy and an injured national reputation. Currently, America is half sunk in a quagmire and is looking up to Obama as if he’s a pole to safety. In his first speech as president, he pinned point many of the challenges ahead. He, very beautifully, mentioned Islam and opened a new platform to talk to them and also mentioned that terrorism would be tackled seriously. About worsening economic conditions, he clearly mentioned that as time is bad it requires some strong policies to improve the condition.On the very first day in the office, Obama’s first order is for the military prosecutors in the Guantanamo Bay war crimes tribunals to halt, for a 120-days, all pending cases. He has started working on the challenges, he had mentioned in his speech.Let us all wait and watch whats his next steps to tackle economic conditions, terror, and again stabilize the situation
Monday, January 5, 2009
Individualism Vs Groupism
Indian society values the unity and harmony among people. Quite obviously, after all a unit performs much better than individuals. We value them more with our acceptance and trust. And mostly an individual who likes to remain conservative in non-performance situation is less preferred than groups. But we forget that society comprise both individuals and groups. Many great things have been achieved by people like Albert Einstein, Sachin Tendulkar etc. who happens to be individuals. Many people want to remain as individual not because of their arrogance but its just that their human nature demands isolation. So we should be as open towards individuals as for groups and dont jump to conclusions while judging them.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Here i am sitting in my office @ night
Here i am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life
How it changed from a maverick college life to strict professional life…...
How tiny pocket money changed to huge monthly paychecks but then why it gives lesss happiness….
How a few local denim jeans changed to new branded wardrobe but then why there are less people to use them
How a single plate of samosa changed to a full Pizza or burger But then why there is less hunger…..
Here i am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life How it changed…..
How a bike always in reserve changed to bike always on but then why there are less places to go on……
How a small coffee shop changed to cafe coffee day but then why its feels like shop is far away…..
How a limited prepaid card changed to postpaid package but then why there are less calls & more messages……
Here i am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life How it changed…..
How a general class journey changed to Flight journey But then why there are less vacations for enjoyment….
How a old assembled desktop changed to new branded laptop but then why there is less time to put it on……….
How a small bunch of friends changed to office mate but then why after 8'o Clock it always feel like getting late….
Here i am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life
How it changed….. how it changed……..
Thinking hard about life
How it changed from a maverick college life to strict professional life…...
How tiny pocket money changed to huge monthly paychecks but then why it gives lesss happiness….
How a few local denim jeans changed to new branded wardrobe but then why there are less people to use them
How a single plate of samosa changed to a full Pizza or burger But then why there is less hunger…..
Here i am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life How it changed…..
How a bike always in reserve changed to bike always on but then why there are less places to go on……
How a small coffee shop changed to cafe coffee day but then why its feels like shop is far away…..
How a limited prepaid card changed to postpaid package but then why there are less calls & more messages……
Here i am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life How it changed…..
How a general class journey changed to Flight journey But then why there are less vacations for enjoyment….
How a old assembled desktop changed to new branded laptop but then why there is less time to put it on……….
How a small bunch of friends changed to office mate but then why after 8'o Clock it always feel like getting late….
Here i am sitting in my office @ night…
Thinking hard about life
How it changed….. how it changed……..
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
1 minute = 61 seconds
Typically, we know 1 minute is 60 seconds - and therefore, it is really strange to know that there will for the first time in history, one minute 61 seconds. Yes, this is true. The last minute of the present day (31st December 2008) will be of 61seconds. That's because a leap second, the first for three years, is being added to Coordinated Universal Time (UTC), the standard clock used around the world, right on the cusp of 2009. Let me explain it in simple terms. Atomic clocks like those at NPL (National Physical laboratory) are now more than a million times more stable than the Earth's rotation. As a result, the two methods of measuring time slowly drift apart and we occasionally have to add or subtract a leap second to the atomic clocks to make sure astronomical and atomic time remain synchronised. The difference between atomic time and Earth time has now built up to the point where it needs to be corrected, so this New Year's Eve we will experience a rare 61 second minute at the very end of 2008. As a result, New Year's revelers will have a bit longer to reflect on the delights of 2008, or alternatively, be able to delay the entrance of a hard to-look-forward-to 2009.
“Happy New Year”
“Happy New Year”
Monday, December 29, 2008
Myth of Democracy
Democracy at root means a system where each and every person and his/her opinion matters and decisions are taken by consensus serving majority. But examples can be seen everywhere suggesting how easily its meaning can be manipulated. One can implement any policy just by raising a group in its favour (and you would agree that its not tough to raise a group of people for anything with small incentives in India). And the magic of illusion is such that every person feels his/her own importance leaving everything on time for improvement. I would say this system is still some what better at politics level (giving them atleast one reason to think about common people) but in our daily life, out of politics, it is creating an environment of dirty politics in every people organization.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
The Window
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour a day to drain the fluids from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs. And every afternoon when the man in the bed next to the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed would live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the outside world. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake, the man had said. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Lovers walked arm in arm amid flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man could not hear the band, he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Unexpectedly, an alien thought entered his head: Why should hehave all the pleasure of seeing everything while I never get to see anything? It didn't seem fair. As the thought fermented, the man felt ashamed at first. But as the days passed and he missed seeing more sights, his envy eroded into resentment and soon turned him sour. He found himself unable to sleep. He should be by that window - and that thought now controlled his life.
Late one night, as he lay staring at the ceiling, the man by the window began to cough. He was choking on the fluid in his lungs. The other man watched in the dimly lit room as the struggling man by the window groped for the button to call for help. Listening from across the room, he never moved, never pushed his own button which would have brought the nurse running. In less than five minutes, the coughing and choking stopped, along with the sound of breathing. Now, there was only silence--deathly silence.
The following morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths. When she found the lifeless body of the man by the window, she was saddened and called the hospital attendant to take it away--no words, no fuss. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.
The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs. And every afternoon when the man in the bed next to the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed would live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the outside world. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake, the man had said. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Lovers walked arm in arm amid flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man could not hear the band, he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Unexpectedly, an alien thought entered his head: Why should hehave all the pleasure of seeing everything while I never get to see anything? It didn't seem fair. As the thought fermented, the man felt ashamed at first. But as the days passed and he missed seeing more sights, his envy eroded into resentment and soon turned him sour. He found himself unable to sleep. He should be by that window - and that thought now controlled his life.
Late one night, as he lay staring at the ceiling, the man by the window began to cough. He was choking on the fluid in his lungs. The other man watched in the dimly lit room as the struggling man by the window groped for the button to call for help. Listening from across the room, he never moved, never pushed his own button which would have brought the nurse running. In less than five minutes, the coughing and choking stopped, along with the sound of breathing. Now, there was only silence--deathly silence.
The following morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths. When she found the lifeless body of the man by the window, she was saddened and called the hospital attendant to take it away--no words, no fuss. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.
Moral of the story:
The pursuit of happiness is a matter of choice...it is a positive attitude we consciously choose to express. It is not a gift that gets delivered to our doorstep each morning, nor does it come through the window. And I am certain that our circumstances are just a small part of what makes us joyful. If we wait for them to get just right, we will never find lasting joy.
The pursuit of happiness is an inward journey. Our minds are like programs, awaiting the code that will determine behaviors; like bank vaults awaiting our deposits. If we regularly deposit positive, encouraging, and uplifting thoughts, if we continue to bite our lips just before we begin to grumble and complain, if we shoot down that seemingly harmless negative thought as it germinates, we will find that there is much to rejoice about.
The pursuit of happiness is a matter of choice...it is a positive attitude we consciously choose to express. It is not a gift that gets delivered to our doorstep each morning, nor does it come through the window. And I am certain that our circumstances are just a small part of what makes us joyful. If we wait for them to get just right, we will never find lasting joy.
The pursuit of happiness is an inward journey. Our minds are like programs, awaiting the code that will determine behaviors; like bank vaults awaiting our deposits. If we regularly deposit positive, encouraging, and uplifting thoughts, if we continue to bite our lips just before we begin to grumble and complain, if we shoot down that seemingly harmless negative thought as it germinates, we will find that there is much to rejoice about.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
One job is being lost every 10 seconds in the world
I think that shortsightedness in management has created the problem, Job cuts and layoffs are yet another reaction of such shortsighted managements in these orgnizations! Lesser jobs will mean lesser incomes leading to lesser expenditures leading to lesser market demand, resulting in widening losses and yet widening crises. This was on a macro scale, on micro scale...a good management is always characterized by long sighted vision for future....the crises was born because management of various such affected organizations went on to make quick money and indulged themselves in the subprime fraud and now later repenting...these job cuts are short cut quick recovery trick with long & wide negative impact on themselves. Instead of this approach, organizations must take on task of innovating whatever they do, find out innovative solutions to curtail costs, delivering more value to customers, curtail the inefficiencies in the organizations and build on quality...such endeavours are going to pay off and will ensure sustenance not job cuts.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Plight of Muslims In India..
I am here today not to write anything against Muslim community or any other community and I believe I don’t have any right to. I want to express my bitter feelings about the thinking of youth of our country"Muslim is just like any another religion...................." This is what most of the people in India like to showcase but is it true to their heart? Well I don’t think so....Continous assault by terrorists in India have affected the life of Muslim badly, especially the ferocious Mumbai attack just a few days back. Serious investigations by Indian government have revealed that those attackers are from Pakistan and this activity has been promoted from there only. A month has passed when this horrendous act happened and it has touched the hearts of all the people of our nation. But who are the most scared after this attack?
Hindus, Sikhs or Christians? No but the Muslims living in India, those innocent ones, who consider India as their mother land. I agree that Mumbai terror attack was laid by Muslims who came from Pakistan (acc to Govt. of India) but don't understand why our Muslim citizens are suffering because of the deeds of those Pakistani terrorists.
Muslims are already a minority in India, and Terrorism is doing more damage to India and Indian Muslims in particular. Whenever there is any war like situations with Pakistan due to terrorism, a parallel situation emerges inside India, between Hindus and Muslims. I don’t understand why?I read about an incidence from somewhere recently which clearly indicates the plight of Muslims in our country. It says"On December 1, a Class 9 Muslim student who wears a headscarf walked in late to class in a prominent central Delhi convent school. "You Pakistani," said the teacher."Excuse me, Ma'am, I am not a Pakistani," the stunned student replied.The 14-year-old student, requesting anonymity, said she complained to the principal, who was sympathetic. "I was told the teacher would be spoken to," the student said.
Initially I thought it was only the older generation who considers Muslims and terrorist (from Pakistan) the same and the one who is responsible for all atrocities in our country. But what offended me is that even our younger generation; the Youth of our country considers the same. And I don’t have to go far to find an example.
Is it the urban India where open prejudices against Muslims are growing? Perhaps that's why Indian Muslims are more worried.
On this I want answer to just one question. Why Muslims are considered as refugee in their own Country, India?
(With the help of http://ibnlive.in.com/blogs/darainshahidi/2226/53016/black-eid.html)
Hindus, Sikhs or Christians? No but the Muslims living in India, those innocent ones, who consider India as their mother land. I agree that Mumbai terror attack was laid by Muslims who came from Pakistan (acc to Govt. of India) but don't understand why our Muslim citizens are suffering because of the deeds of those Pakistani terrorists.
Muslims are already a minority in India, and Terrorism is doing more damage to India and Indian Muslims in particular. Whenever there is any war like situations with Pakistan due to terrorism, a parallel situation emerges inside India, between Hindus and Muslims. I don’t understand why?I read about an incidence from somewhere recently which clearly indicates the plight of Muslims in our country. It says"On December 1, a Class 9 Muslim student who wears a headscarf walked in late to class in a prominent central Delhi convent school. "You Pakistani," said the teacher."Excuse me, Ma'am, I am not a Pakistani," the stunned student replied.The 14-year-old student, requesting anonymity, said she complained to the principal, who was sympathetic. "I was told the teacher would be spoken to," the student said.
Initially I thought it was only the older generation who considers Muslims and terrorist (from Pakistan) the same and the one who is responsible for all atrocities in our country. But what offended me is that even our younger generation; the Youth of our country considers the same. And I don’t have to go far to find an example.
Is it the urban India where open prejudices against Muslims are growing? Perhaps that's why Indian Muslims are more worried.
On this I want answer to just one question. Why Muslims are considered as refugee in their own Country, India?
(With the help of http://ibnlive.in.com/blogs/darainshahidi/2226/53016/black-eid.html)
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