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with my own reflection.. with my own affection.. with the vision that i see.. doing all i can for me !!
SOURAV CHANDRA PANDEY
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I, hereby declare that the information furnished above is written in the best of a drunk’s knowledge and belief and you are advised to hit yourself after reading this, you are so useless.
Without bothering about any rules, I would like to pass on a fresh award or rather a piece of appreciation to few whom I love to read and just can’t afford to lose them as my blog-mates, yes I have my own reasons and they know it … Read their blogs to know:
(just random order, no preferences)
Priya (Very Mee...), Varsha (Warflower - the inner me!!), Priya (And The Gods Made Love.), Meher (lOokInG wItHiN ME..!!) Saad (Bombay Blogger), Rhythm (my mind's an open book), Rahul (THE SKEPTICAL OBSERVER), Rohini (Train of thought), Hafsah (My Life on a Plate), Hary (cartoonists....), Deepika (Life is BEAUTIFUL....), Neha (DEMENTED WISDOM), Sara (Welcome to Sara's Organized Chaos), Rahul (THE SKEPTICAL OBSERVER), Hitaishi (MY INNER SPACE), Sonali (Silent Hue), Guria (Maverick Misfit), Aeishah (Crunchiepie), Esther (Wearing an Invisible Crown), , Nidhi (Bard Speaks), Rimz (Mind out), Mugdha (Me,Myself and I), SKU (Devil Incarnate), Ann (Moments I Will Cherish), Rane (Soul of A Woman), Gargi (Secretly Moi!), Vandana (PASSIONATE STUBBORN), IP (Live The Dream).
P.S. You can pass on this award to me and anyone you wish … hell with rules.
Yes, there are people who can actually award me too !! Not that I have been awarded for the first time, but I had actually never acknowledged them and would hate the attached rules with these awards to show them off. Anyways I’m doing it now, only because I have some real good blogger friends now, and I don’t want their appreciation to go waste ! ;)
Thank you SARA … A blogger friend of mine, who thinks I’m ‘Kreativ’ (silly SMS spellings). Sara, more than this Award, the gift which reached me all the way from US, was something which touched my heart. Yes, there are real people and friends in this world too. Thanks a lot Sara, God Bless !
Thank you Rohini, for this buddy awards, it means a lot to me not because it’s an award but more since it was really nice on your part to extend this beautiful relation to me called friendship and I would like to be your buddy for life, blogging or not !
Not writing much, because a REAL ‘Thank You’ can say much more than a thousand words, and I’m sure you would agree !
Thank you Rahul !
Thank you Guria :D … This was an addition to this post, I just can’t DARE to miss it .. This girl is one of the sweetest and the newest blog friend of mine and has more or less the same amount of crap (brain for normal people) in her ‘knees’ (in head for people with senses) not very much like me ;)
Sorry for not reading and coming to your blogs off late, was too busy with life and work … I’m back to blogging now and will catch up as much as possible for ‘ME’ ! :P
Take care, God Bless and Love You everyone.
Was tortured .. errr … number tagged by Nidhi … ! She doesn’t know how bad I was with numbers all along !! Anyways I tried and the miscalculations are before you to see ;)
1. Got only only ONE life to live and there is only ONE Adam Sandler, have seen all his movies !
2. It was CLASS II, when I had a crush on my class teacher Jacqueline Ludgweik and by the way it’s 2nd of September today !
3. It’s usually 3 AM when I sleep at night (or rather morning) !
4. I have completed my studies in FOUR places; Asansol (WB), Lucknow, Kolkata & New Delhi.
5. FIVE is NOT my favorite number. (I know that was dumb). A better one; my brother Gaurav’s birthday is on 5th of January.
6. Love to see lots of SIXES in a cricket match and for the really dumb ones they have SIX balls in an over in cricket. ;)
7. Would love to have my salary (P/A) in SEVEN figures within next fex years.
8. Would like to get enlisted as the 8’th wonder of this world. :D
9. There is always number NINE which follows eight .. wonder when would it change. ;)
10. Papa’s birthday on 10th of Jan and I’ll tag 10 people now !
P.S. Just for some ignorant people, the great ‘me’ enjoy his birthday on 13th of Feb and my Mum’s birthday is on 15th October (Now you know my whole family’s birthday, send us gift coupons, cash or in kind !
Passing this threat (tag) to 10 Rimz, Aeishah, Pree-yaa, Saad, Deepak, Sara, Priya, Ann, Hafsah, Deepika, Neha, Varsha and Jaunty… Did you actually count, I know I’ve tagged 12, so .. ! :P … Carry on people would love to see how you juggle with numbers and yeah Nidhi it was actually fun, easier than the dreaded class VIII Algebra sums I remember ! :D
Boy:Hey Mom,watch me pull his tail ! :O
And finally some advice to be protected from Swine Flu ! Yeah the perfect example ! :P
(Will see you next week with a better post till then … keep ROFLMAO and LOL !
Don’t forget to leave your stupidity (yeah your comments, if you can add something) !! :P :D
Preetipandey*****: waise Delhi chale jaoge ...to itni baate nahi ho paya karegi na?
sourav.c.pandey: wahan to aur bekaar hota hu...!!!! :D
preetipandey*****: MAI NON- VEG BHOOTNI HU!! daro mujhse
sourav.c.pandey: hahaha....dekho mai darr gaya ... mere nakhoon se pasina aagaya ! :O
preetipandey*****: hahaha....chalo ab aur nahi daraungi ..
badi bahadur hu na...mai aap to jaane hi ho
me: hahaha...ab mai daraunga..dracula banke !!! :P
preetipandey*****: hahahaa.....darao!1
me: sunau kya ajeeb- kahaniyan !!!!
preetipandey*****: mai BA banke daraungi ..phir
me: hahahaha....nahi aisa mat karna....maafi sarkar !!!
preetipandey*****: hahahaa........haan ..panga mat liya karo mujhse
me:Muniya darati hai !!
preetipandey*****:GOOD MORNING !! bale bhaiya!! :D
me:Good morning pyaali behna :D
(A chat at around at 5 in the morning) :)
Must be contemplating what’s so wonderful or still looking for that hidden distinctiveness with this chat which got this to be posted here…read on and you would realize what it means :)
One thing I’ve learned is that we have to have inner happiness before one can be with someone and be happy. When you strip away the distractions and look inside yourself, what is it that makes you intrinsically happy? Is it money, friends, career, or what? Too often, people forget to think about this. It’s such a hard question to answer, because sometimes we can't see the difference between the things that make us happy and the things that just occupy our time.
I know that we feel sometimes like we’re trying to beat the clock. Squeezing the most out of the little time you have left to be a kid. Growing up is scary and losing all the very few friends we’ve made at school and being hurled into the grown-up lifestyle is jolting. But I hope that when you are ready for that next step, you remember to keep the things in life that make you happy. Those things aren't work, or your job, or your friends, or anything superficial like that. It’s about having those VERY FEW special people in your life who will keep you happy inside all the time, can make your job tolerable, will sustain you and carry you through life, even the rough parts.
Still didn’t get me, she is my most lovable sister Preeti, recently found a friend in her (as she has grown up to share and discuss important n critical things too) and a very special person in my life to whom I can confess, crib, curse and laugh aloud without being conscious of what she might think of it, I can very well be me and joke about silliest things like a 10 year old. :D
And the best part about being with her, is she is almost like ME, be it her good points or the worst things … its all so common between us .. probably this is why we are so compatible and we very recently discovered can fight a lot too … but that’s how every brother-sisters are meant to be … ! Love our relation and her and 'me' too :)
An environment offering security and happiness; a place where people are cared for and the one place where I want to be as soon as possible ...
My home ! :)
Its 3:15 am now and I have been trying to express what I feel, but the only thought/question is “Why am I not at home now?” ... to which I have answers but they seem to me as excuses !!! March, April, May and half of June ... almost four months of not being at home is something that is not mostly possible with me ... !
Sleeping like a baby ... the peace ... security ... the lovable atmosphere ... Mummy with that cup of tea to wake me up ... that being stubborn ... being pampered ... that special and exclusive caring ... helping Papa finish off his work ... robing Gaurav of his privacy ... throwing food to those small 1000’s of “we-are-always-hungry” fishes in the pond at home... smoking at the terrace ... the cutting chai at Chacha’s in those lazy evenings with lazier friends ... the long drives ... my bed ... my room ... mum-made food ... bird-watching ... counting every day of stay at home ... fighting with Mum and getting slapped 50 times a day... the story-telling ... more ... more ... and much-much more is what I miss every second since the last few weeks ... !!
Have nothing much to write,other thn writing out what I miss, which is never-ending ... so I am leaving this post incomplete with some promises made to my own self of being there as soon as possible and yes Papa I’d be there with you on the father’s day and Mummy will get you the stuff whatever you asked me to really very soon and bless you guys on your anniversary ;)
Off from blogging till home !!!
“It was probably the April of 1974. Bangalore was getting warm and gulmohars were blooming at the IISc campus. I was the only girl in my postgraduate department and was staying at the ladies' hostel. Other girls were pursuing research in different departments of Science. I was looking forward to going abroad to complete a doctorate in computer science. I had been offered scholarships from Universities in the US .... I had not thought of taking up a job in India .
One day, while on the way to my hostel from our lecture-hall complex, I saw an advertisement on the notice board. It was a standard job-requirement notice from the famous automobile company Telco (now Tata Motors)... It stated that the company required young, bright engineers, hardworking and with an excellent academic background, etc.
At the bottom was a small line: 'Lady Candidates need not apply.' I read it and was very upset!
For the first time in my life I was up against gender discrimination. Though I was not keen on taking up the job, I saw it as a challenge. I had done extremely well in academics, better than most of my male peers... Little did I know then that in real life academic excellence is not enough to be successful? After reading the notice I went fuming to my room. I decided to inform the topmost person in Telco's management about the injustice the company was perpetrating. I got a postcard and started to write, but there was a problem: I did not know who headed Telco I thought it must be one of the Tatas. I knew JRD Tata was the head of the Tata Group; I had seen his pictures in newspapers (actually, Sumant Moolgaokar was the company's chairman then) I took the card, addressed it to JRD and started writing. To this day I remember clearly what I wrote.. 'The great Tatas have always been pioneers. They are the people who started the basic infrastructure industries in India , such as iron and steel, chemicals, textiles and locomotives they have cared for higher education in India since 1900 and they were responsible for the establishment of the Indian Institute of Science. Fortunately, I study there. But I am surprised how a company such as Telco is discriminating on the basis of gender.' I posted the letter and forgot about it.
Less than 10 days later, I received a telegram stating that I had to appear for an interview at Telco's Pune facility at the company's expense. I was taken aback by the telegram. My hostel mate told me I should use the opportunity to go to Pune free of cost and buy them the famous Pune saris for cheap! I collected Rs30 each from everyone who wanted a sari when I look back, I feel like laughing at the reasons for my going, but back then they seemed good enough to make the trip.
It was my first visit to Pune and I immediately fell in love with the city. To this day it remains dear to me. I feel as much at home in Pune as I do in Hubli, my hometown. The place changed my life in so many ways. As directed, I went to Telco's Pimpri office for the interview. There were six people on the panel and I realized then that this was serious business. 'This is the girl who wrote to JRD,' I heard somebody whisper as soon as I entered the room. By then I knew for sure that I would not get the job. The realization abolished all fear from my mind, so I was rather cool while the interview was being conducted. Even before the interview started, I reckoned the panel was biased, so I told them, rather impolitely, 'I hope this is only a technical interview.' They were taken aback by my rudeness, and even today I am ashamed about my attitude. The panel asked me technical questions and I answered all of them. Then an elderly gentleman with an affectionate voice told me, 'Do you know why we said lady candidates need not apply? The reason is that we have never employed any ladies on the shop floor. This is not a co-ed college; this is a factory. When it comes to academics, you are a first ranker throughout. We appreciate that, but people like you should work in research laboratories. I was a young girl from small-town Hubli. My world had been a limited place. I did not know the ways of large corporate houses and their difficulties, so I answered, 'But you must start somewhere, otherwise no woman will ever be able to work in your factories.' Finally, after a long interview, I was told I had been successful. So this was what the future had in store for me. Never had I thought I would take up a job in Pune. I met a shy young man from Karnataka there, we became good friends and we got married. It was only after joining Telco that I realized who JRD was: the uncrowned king of Indian industry.
Now I was scared, but I did not get to meet him till I was transferred to Bombay. One day I had to show some reports to Mr Moolgaokar, our chairman, who we all knew as SM.. I was in his office on the first floor of Bombay House (the Tata headquarters) when, suddenly JRD walked in. That was the first time I saw 'appro JRD'. Appro means 'our' in Gujarati. This was the affectionate term by which people at Bombay House called him. I was feeling very nervous, remembering my postcard episode. SM introduced me nicely, 'Jeh (that's what his close associates called him), this young woman is an engineer and that too a postgraduate. She is the first woman to work on the Telco shop floor.' JRD looked at me. I was praying he would not ask me any questions about my interview (or the postcard that preceded it). Thankfully, he didn't. Instead, he remarked. 'It is nice that girls are getting into engineering in our country. By the way, what is your name?' 'When I joined Telco I was Sudha Kulkarni, Sir,' I replied. 'Now I am Sudha Murthy.' He smiled and kindly smile and started a discussion with SM. As for me, I almost ran out of the room. After that I used to see JRD on and off. He was the Tata Group chairman and I was merely an engineer. There was nothing that we had in common. I was in awe of him. One day I was waiting for Murthy, my husband, to pick me up after office hours. To my surprise I saw JRD standing next to me. I did not know how to react. Yet again I started worrying about that postcard. Looking back, I realize JRD had forgotten about it. It must have been a small incident for him, but not so for me. 'Young lady, why are you here?' he asked. 'Office time is over.' I said, 'Sir, I'm waiting for my husband to come and pick me up.' JRD said, 'It is getting dark and there's no one in the corridor. I'll wait with you till your husband comes.' I was quite used to waiting for Murthy, but having JRD waiting alongside made me extremely uncomfortable. I was nervous. Out of the corner of my eye I looked at him. He wore a simple white pant and shirt. He was old, yet his face was glowing. There wasn't any air of superiority about him. I was thinking, 'Look at this person. He is a chairman, a well-respected man in our country and he is waiting for the sake of an ordinary employee.' Then I saw Murthy and I rushed out.
“JRD called and said, 'Young lady, tell your husband never to make his wife wait again.”
In 1982 I had to resign from my job at Telco. I was reluctant to go, but I really did not have a choice. I was coming down the steps of Bombay House after wrapping up my final settlement when I saw JRD coming up. He was absorbed in thought. I wanted to say goodbye to him, so I stopped. He saw me and paused. Gently, he said, 'So what are you doing, Mrs. Kulkarni?' (That was the way he always addressed me..) 'Sir, I am leaving Telco.' 'Where are you going?' he asked. 'Pune, Sir. My husband is starting a company called Infosys and I'm shifting to Pune.' 'Oh! And what will you do when you are successful.' 'Sir, I don't know whether we will be successful.' 'Never start with diffidence,' he advised me 'Always start with confidence. When you are successful you must give back to society. Society gives us so much; we must reciprocate. Wish you all the best.' Then JRD continued walking up the stairs. I stood there for what seemed like a millennium. That was the last time I saw him alive. Many years later I met Ratan Tata in the same Bombay House, occupying the chair JRD once did. I told him of my many sweet memories of working with Telco. Later, he wrote to me, 'It was nice hearing about Jeh from you. The sad part is that he's not alive to see you today.'
I consider JRD a great man because, despite being an extremely busy person, he valued one postcard written by a young girl seeking justice. He must have received thousands of letters everyday. He could have thrown mine away, but he didn't do that. He respected the intentions of that unknown girl, who had neither influence nor money, and gave her an opportunity in his company. He did not merely give her a job; he changed her life and mindset forever. Close to 50 per cent of the students in today's engineering colleges are girls. And there are women on the shop floor in many industry segments. I see these changes and I think of JRD. If at all time stops and asks me what I want from life, I would say I wish JRD were alive today to see how the company we started has grown. He would have enjoyed it wholeheartedly. My love and respect for the House of Tata remains undiminished by the passage of time.
I always looked up to JRD. I saw him as a role model for his simplicity, his generosity, his kindness and the care he took of his employees. Those blue eyes always reminded me of the sky; they had the same vastness and magnificence.”
The author,Sudha Murthy is a widely published writer and chairperson of the Infosys Foundation involved in a number of social development initiatives. Infosys chairman Narayana Murthy is her husband. “
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Article sourced from: Lasting Legacies (Tata Review - Special Commemorative Issue 2004), brought out by the house of Tata to commemorate the 100th birth anniversary of JRD Tata on July 29th, 2004.
Sourav C. Pandey is a Reader, Writer, Manager and an observer, from Asansol, West Bengal
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