Sitting in my cubicle
I realize I have an entry to make
I try to find an inspiration
Or come up with an idea
I know not of what to think
Then it dawned on me
How hard it is
To find ideas for a blog
When you are sitting in the office
That has got to be one of the silliest poems.
Have a wonderful weekend!
How the heck did you land here? :)
Friday, April 28, 2006
Friday, April 21, 2006
Johari Window
Well, this is one tool that Jimmy has never come across. Tool? ok, call it a method if you will. Jimmy is told that it/this is named after its inventors-Joe and Harry. Simple eh?
Turns out that this thing/method/tool is used as a tool to help people or a team-as they say in Jimmy's corporate world-understand each other better.
If you're interested and want to know more, Click here.
So Boss informs the team that he would be explaining this thing/tool/concept in the next Knowledge Sharing session. And so it happened.
Boss comfortably leans back in his chair and proudly opens up the powerpoint presentation on Johari Window. After a lonnnnggg presentation, Boss asks each person attending the session to jot down some questions and write down their answers. Of course, it had to be secret.
So here are the questions:
Turns out that this thing/method/tool is used as a tool to help people or a team-as they say in Jimmy's corporate world-understand each other better.
If you're interested and want to know more, Click here.
So Boss informs the team that he would be explaining this thing/tool/concept in the next Knowledge Sharing session. And so it happened.
Boss comfortably leans back in his chair and proudly opens up the powerpoint presentation on Johari Window. After a lonnnnggg presentation, Boss asks each person attending the session to jot down some questions and write down their answers. Of course, it had to be secret.
So here are the questions:
- What is your favorite color?
- What is your favorite food?
- What makes you angry?
- What makes you sad?
- What makes you happy?
Each person in the session is asked to guess what the other person might have written. The purpose of the exercise was to make out,"Do you really know the person you're working with?". Jimmy was lucky as usual. He is asked to guess his Boss' answers and well, he gets it all wrong. :(
- Boss' favorite color? Green and NOT Blue. Jimmy had guessed blue because Boss was wearing a Navy blue shirt that day.
- Boss' favorite food? Dal Makhani NOT Chicken Manchurian
- What makes Boss happy? Watching children play and NOT a project delivered on time. "Hmmm, he does have a heart!", Jimmy thinks.
- What makes Boss sad? Seeing beggars on the road and not Poverty. Jimmy was close.
- What makes you angry? Inefficienct people and NOT someone unpunctual
After the session, Jimmy thinks if he can get it all correct for, say his girlfriend? all he can do is guess, guess, and make more guesses.
What about you?Thursday, April 20, 2006
Some mails really make or break your day!
My writing/authoring debut happened about three and half years back and this is one incident that happened when one of the books that I had authored was supposed to be shipped to the client.
Believe me, if its a delivery date, Goof-ups are bound to happen!
So here's a portion of the mail I received around four in the afternoon. A mail that really made me wish I wasn't in office!
Jimmy,
You have shown carelessness and immense irresponsibilily in going through the comments and fixes that I have suggested. You have left about 10 comments unfixed. What do you want me to do with these? We have already had two rounds of reviews and this is how you plan to ship the document? I refuse to go through this document.
Regards,
ABC
Of course, this lady had CC'd this mail to my Boss. It still beats me as to why she added "regards".
Before I could explain my reason for not fixing the comments, Boss had already shot a mail!
Guys,
What is happening? We cannot afford such mistakes at this stage. You are all aware that we have to ship the documents today. Please take ownership of your individual documents/books-they have to be ZERO-DEFECT and in PERFECT condition. Jimmy, get in touch with ABC and fix/clarify the comments at the earliest. No one is going home till your documents are ready.
Regards,
Boss
So I go over to ABC's workstation and tell her my reason for not fixing the comments. My explanation? what she had suggested was technically incorrect!
It's a different thing that Boss and me were in the office till One in the Morning!!
I guess I have made some progress over the years and three years and some months later, this is a mail I get from a our client in the US - a lady who has been very supportive.
These are the kind of mails that really make your day!!
Please! I'm not showing off!
Hi Jimmy,
...Are you interested in Editor work? My plan is to have support people for each role. Since you learned the styles so quickly and are such an excellent Writer, I think making you an Assistant Editor makes sense. (I hope the “assistant” does not insult you.).
As a .Net Writer, do you find the Java 4.8 training useful? Is it starting to make sense? I know the whole team appreciates your good work, and no one more than me.
Regards...
If you are in an industry where the activity of conveying information is through mails, mails, and more mails, I guess you'll understand what I mean.
Believe me, if its a delivery date, Goof-ups are bound to happen!
So here's a portion of the mail I received around four in the afternoon. A mail that really made me wish I wasn't in office!
Jimmy,
You have shown carelessness and immense irresponsibilily in going through the comments and fixes that I have suggested. You have left about 10 comments unfixed. What do you want me to do with these? We have already had two rounds of reviews and this is how you plan to ship the document? I refuse to go through this document.
Regards,
ABC
Of course, this lady had CC'd this mail to my Boss. It still beats me as to why she added "regards".
Before I could explain my reason for not fixing the comments, Boss had already shot a mail!
Guys,
What is happening? We cannot afford such mistakes at this stage. You are all aware that we have to ship the documents today. Please take ownership of your individual documents/books-they have to be ZERO-DEFECT and in PERFECT condition. Jimmy, get in touch with ABC and fix/clarify the comments at the earliest. No one is going home till your documents are ready.
Regards,
Boss
So I go over to ABC's workstation and tell her my reason for not fixing the comments. My explanation? what she had suggested was technically incorrect!
It's a different thing that Boss and me were in the office till One in the Morning!!
I guess I have made some progress over the years and three years and some months later, this is a mail I get from a our client in the US - a lady who has been very supportive.
These are the kind of mails that really make your day!!
Please! I'm not showing off!
Hi Jimmy,
...Are you interested in Editor work? My plan is to have support people for each role. Since you learned the styles so quickly and are such an excellent Writer, I think making you an Assistant Editor makes sense. (I hope the “assistant” does not insult you.).
As a .Net Writer, do you find the Java 4.8 training useful? Is it starting to make sense? I know the whole team appreciates your good work, and no one more than me.
Regards...
If you are in an industry where the activity of conveying information is through mails, mails, and more mails, I guess you'll understand what I mean.
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
My Childhood friends
My childhood friends. It's almost 11 years since I left that neighborhood and I don't think I'll ever meet them again.
These are names with which their parents/relative lovingly called them. :o)
- Sonoo: A Xavier-ian, fat kid, and the bully of the neighbourhood. Sometimes it was his gang asking us to leave the badminton court, so they can play or sitting in the corner of the court and deliberately irritating us by making fun of our game or at times refusing to give back our Cricket ball if it fell into his garden. Its a different thing that by 10th grade we were good friends. We once had some of his dad's Scotch during our 10th grade board exams. That was my first taste of alcohol actually.
- Teetoo: A Xavier-ian, quite dark, and later moved on to IIT-D. The most intelligent amongst us. "The lights of your room were switched ON till 2 AM, what were you studying?"-See what I mean?
- Kannoo: Another Xavier-ian, skinny kid and not very bright. I remember opening a comics and novel rental store in our garage during our summer holidays. :o)
- Tikkoo: DIP'site (DPS). Intelligent and a great athlete. I still recall the days when we would run off to Chhatrasal stadium for our tennis games. God! I was obsessed with this game.
- Tilloo: A Bihari and a Modern'ite (Modern School). On Sundays he would be shouting at the top of his voice with Tikkoo, "Jimmy!! come fast and don't forget to bring the bat and wickets along!!"
- Cheekoo: Tilloo's younger brother. He was five years younger than all of us. It still puts a smile in my face when I think of him trying to imitate Azhar or say Merv Hughes.
- Ranju: My schoolmate and my idol at school. I think he was 4 yrs my senior and was the captain of our football team. My only source of Archies and DC comics.
- Vaibhav: St Columbus kid who helped me out during a science project. I think we called it "Plant water detector".
- Sonoo: The only daughter of a Punjabi family, and 2 years our senior. “Bee-ji says I can’t come out and play. I have to behave and act like a grown up” :o)
- Binu: The only person I'm in touch with. A friend from school and though he didn't live in our neighborhood, but he'd always come over during weekends for a game of football or say, cricket. Can't believe that we were friends from 3rd grade all the way to 12th.
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
This *Hna Nghet* Syndrome
It was a nice evening at the local Redi market and I was at a local dhaba ordering my daily dose of mutton chow. As I listened to the clatter of the cook, I noticed two Mizo students approaching the dhaba. As they sat and gave their orders, I realized that I had been introduced to these students before and exchanged the usual pleasantries with them. These boys knew that I am working and out of curiosity, one of the boys asked me where my office was and what the nature of my job is. I usually avoid talking shop outside the office, but since I was asked and as they seemed to be genuinely interested, I talked about my job, the profile and where I worked. From my part I tried to make the conversation as interesting as possible. "Maybe they are really interested", I thought.
And then it hit me like a needle in the head when one of them asked, "Hna nghet ami?", as in "Is it a permanent job?". I felt like asking the young man what he meant by a permanent job. It's a different matter that I didn't.
I knew what he meant. The question took me back to the 80's when we were encouraged to seek a permanent job. Their explanation of a permanent job? Well, it was government officer's job, a 9 to 5 one. Which from what I remember involved going to office, coming back, pick up the tabs at the end of the month and watch life as it passes by. The permanent job syndrome, as I call it, sounded so pleasant and was so much ingrained in my head that it even stopped me from taking many risks in life. Of course, it's a different story now.
It's almost 16 years after India opened its markets to the world-what amazed me was the fact that our young man was not aware of the changes taking place around the world that he lives-no discourtesy meant to anyone here. What also surprised me was the fact that, in today's globalized world, he was looking for a permanent job. Consider googling "Permanent Job". As of yesterday, the first link of the search result was this headline from the Washington Post- "Permanent Job Proves An Elusive Dream". The question that came to my mind was whether parents/relatives/teachers back home, as in Mizoram, are still encouraging our kids, and each other to look for a permanent job?
It's a whole different world from what we had in the 1980's and it's saddening that kids/students, like the one I just met, are being told, if not taught, to get that "permanent job". These days its all about being competitive and delivering something for what you are paid.
I'll sum up my thoughts by quoting two people I really admire.
Thomas Friedman, author of the best seller-The Worlds is Flat, wrote it this way:
"Girls, when I was growing up, my parents used to say to me, 'Tom, finish your dinner—people in China and India are starving.' My advice to you is: Girls, finish your homework—people in China and India are starving for your jobs."
"... we took/have taken away jobs from them (Americans/Europeans) and if your skills aren't up to the market or if you fail to upgrade your skills on a recurring basis, it's going to the Chinese. You think you have the English advantage? think again, English is a compulsory subject in China now! And believe me they will catch up with India in another seven years, if not earlier. If you are not prepared, you jobs are going there..."
You don't get ahead by standing still.
And then it hit me like a needle in the head when one of them asked, "Hna nghet ami?", as in "Is it a permanent job?". I felt like asking the young man what he meant by a permanent job. It's a different matter that I didn't.
I knew what he meant. The question took me back to the 80's when we were encouraged to seek a permanent job. Their explanation of a permanent job? Well, it was government officer's job, a 9 to 5 one. Which from what I remember involved going to office, coming back, pick up the tabs at the end of the month and watch life as it passes by. The permanent job syndrome, as I call it, sounded so pleasant and was so much ingrained in my head that it even stopped me from taking many risks in life. Of course, it's a different story now.
It's almost 16 years after India opened its markets to the world-what amazed me was the fact that our young man was not aware of the changes taking place around the world that he lives-no discourtesy meant to anyone here. What also surprised me was the fact that, in today's globalized world, he was looking for a permanent job. Consider googling "Permanent Job". As of yesterday, the first link of the search result was this headline from the Washington Post- "Permanent Job Proves An Elusive Dream". The question that came to my mind was whether parents/relatives/teachers back home, as in Mizoram, are still encouraging our kids, and each other to look for a permanent job?
It's a whole different world from what we had in the 1980's and it's saddening that kids/students, like the one I just met, are being told, if not taught, to get that "permanent job". These days its all about being competitive and delivering something for what you are paid.
I'll sum up my thoughts by quoting two people I really admire.
Thomas Friedman, author of the best seller-The Worlds is Flat, wrote it this way:
"Girls, when I was growing up, my parents used to say to me, 'Tom, finish your dinner—people in China and India are starving.' My advice to you is: Girls, finish your homework—people in China and India are starving for your jobs."
"... we took/have taken away jobs from them (Americans/Europeans) and if your skills aren't up to the market or if you fail to upgrade your skills on a recurring basis, it's going to the Chinese. You think you have the English advantage? think again, English is a compulsory subject in China now! And believe me they will catch up with India in another seven years, if not earlier. If you are not prepared, you jobs are going there..."
You don't get ahead by standing still.
Monday, April 10, 2006
I love...
I love food,
I love going to the hills,
I love watching people in love,
I love my work.. to an extent actually!
I love being able to go home during the weekends,
I love her!
I love going to the hills,
I love watching people in love,
I love my work.. to an extent actually!
I love being able to go home during the weekends,
I love her!
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