Thursday, January 22, 2009

THE TATA LEGACY.. J.R.D TATA

Benevolent J.R.D,
a happy birthday to you.

The steely foundation of Indian industry that you laid is bearing all fruits. The wings you gave to Indians; they want to fly higher than their dreams.

Even after Plano to Nano, still more is required and we know 'keepers of the flames' are doing their best in order to improve the situation.

As far as your love for art is concerned, there is still more acceptability required.But the human spirit of struggle to improve still lives on.

The flame is now giving light to complete globe and it wants to become synonymous with solar.

Your inspiration, our aspiration will continue to lighten the flame indefinetly.



Location: Tata Museum, Jamshedpur.
In the
first pic, you can see a painting. This was a gift to JRD Tata on his Birthday by a street artist. Nobody was able to understand his art. Unfortunately, only the painting was given to JRD and the artist had promised to reveal the secret shortly . However, JRD was no more when the secret was actually revealed.
Here's the secret revealed. When you place a steel rod at the circle in the first pic you saw, you will see the image of the JRD Tata as a reflection on the steel rod as seen in the second pic below. Isn't it incredible!!


Saturday, January 03, 2009

COZ MEN WILL BE MAN

Don’t feel to clean

Leave mattress with bean

While moving forward

Always appear mean


If somebody speaks

Hear the eminent

All only when free

And words are lenient


Vision compact

For focus

Maximum impact

Missing nothing in locus


Not insensitive

Ready to hunt

Emotionless

As nature wants


Camaraderie with brothers is simple

Rare worry of a pimple

Like beautiful twinkle

Mellows with dimple


Will boast in front of men

Humble in front of woman

Chivalry an art

Flirt like smart


Ego is of ideas

And treats woman of her beauty

Spare for time

But not for the duty


Not scared

When tears roll

Give in

Because feel self-robbed


Forgive when forget,

Women give this rebate

Man has to always respect,

God who create


Do differentiate

Some like toys

Some like van

Because boys will be boys

Coz men will be man

Thursday, January 01, 2009

NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS!!

Yes we can?
Can we stand against the plunder?
Can we search the truth?
Can we set the wrong right?
Can we apologize for the fault?
Can we show more respect and introspect?
Can we be more sensitive?
Can we be more on time?
Can we be little less corrupt?
Can we learn a little more?
Can we shine a little more?
Can we be little less polluting?
Can we continue to love, care and share?
Can we be a little more optimistic?

I am and think of all of you the same.
Just reply, 'YES WE CAN'.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

DHIRUBHAISM




Dhirubhaism No 1: Roll up your sleeves and help.
He was the first person to sense that the circumstances would have been beyond his team's control, rather than it being a slip on their part, as he trusted their capabilities implicitly.............. rolling up his sleeves and diving in to rescue a situation that had gone out of control.

Dhirubhaism No 2: Be a safety net for your team.
but the knowledge that he knew and cared for what I was going through, and that he was there for me if I ever needed him, worked wonders for my confidence.

Dhirubhaism No 3: The silent benefactor.
When he helped someone, he never ever breathed a word about it to anyone else.

Dhirubhaism No 4: Dream big, but dream with your eyes open.
But though he dreamed big, he was able to clearly distinguish between perception and reality and his favourite phrase "dream with your eyes open" underlined this

Dhirubhaism No 5: Leave the professional alone!
he only direction that he gave me, just once, was this: "Produce your best."

Dhirubhaism No 6: Change your orbit, constantly! we are all born into an orbit. It is up to us to progress to the next. We could choose to live and die in the orbit that we are born in. But that would be a criminal waste of potential. When we push ourselves into the next orbit, we benefit not only ourselves but everyone connected with us.However, when you change orbits, you will create friction. The good news is that your enemies from your previous orbit will never be able to reach you in your new one. By the time resentment builds up in your new orbit, you should move to the next level. And so on.

Dhirubhaism No 7: The arm-around-the-shoulder leader
it must have required phenomenal generosity of spirit to be that inclusive. Yes, this was one of the things that was uniquely Dhirubhai -- that warm arm around my shoulder that did much more than words in letting me know that I belonged, that I had his trust, and that I had him on my side!

Dhirubhaism No 8: The Dhirubhai theory of Supply creating Demand He was not an MBA. Nor an economist. But yet he took traditional market theory and stood it on its head......No doubt his instinct was backed by years and years of reading, studying market trends, careful listening and his own honed capacity to forecast, but yet despite all this preparation, it required undeniable guts to pioneer such a revolutionary move.....his uncanny knack of knowing exactly how the market is going to behave.

Dhirubhaism No 9: Money is not a product by itself, it is a by-product, so don't chase it People will pay for your product or service if it is good. But if you get your priorities slightly mixed up, not only will the money you make remain just a quick buck it would in all likelihood blacklist you for good. Sounds too simplistic!!




Tuesday, December 09, 2008

THE FOUNTAINHEAD

My review at ILP as it was about the book and same goes for my thinking...

The Fountainhead is a great work of fiction by Ayn Rand. It presents one of the most challenging ideas that - man's ego is the source of ideas for human progress. First published in 1943, it gives a whole new perspective of looking at objectivism.
Change is t he law of life. We change to improve continuously. The process of change is initiated by the Creators. These people are wellspring of ideas.Civilization is an outcome of these emergent properties.
The ideas are attributes of an individual.Collectively we can just agglomerate these thoughts to bring about a change.The integrity of thoughts and creativity of an individual must be respected.
Quoting--"We can divide a meal among many men. We cannot digest in a collective stomach...think,feel,judge or act; these are functions of the self.... Degrees of ability vary but the basic principle remains the same; the degree of a man's independence, initiative and personal love for his work determines his talent as a worker and his worth as a man".
The authors has given a thorough description of the various characters and the situations which create a vivid image in front of the readers. The author highly approves of the character of an ideal man as she wants to project things as they "ought to be". Thus, though idealistic it still highlights our pitiable habit of stealing ideas and creativity.
When working in organizations where results are achieved through collective efforts, individual contributions are often not distinguished and their originality is rarely preserved. When some work is assigned to an individual and you trust that he is the right person to execute it; when one achieves the desired results, one should not plagiarize by mere;y altering his findings.

If you haven't read this you haven't read literally 'The ideal book"

To end " Creation comes before distribution" ---Howard Roark.


and here is the entire courtroom speech for you from the movie. Howard Roark character played by Gary Cooper; courtesy YOUTUBE

From The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand, Gary Cooper as Howard Roark delivers the memorable courtroom speech in self-defense for dynamiting Courtland.

Saturday, November 01, 2008

MILE SUR MERA TUMHARA!!

http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=gstRrEmTcBc

[hi] Mile sur meraa tumhaaraa to sur bane hamaaraasur kii nadiyaa.n har dishaa se bahate saagar me.n mile.nbaadalo.n kaa ruup le kar barase halke halkemile sur meraa tumhaaraa to sur bane hamaaraasur meraa tumhaaraa …to sur bane hamaaraa …
[ks] chaa’ny’ taraz tay myaany’ tarazik-vaT bani yi saa’ny’ taraz
[pa] tera sur mile mere sur de naalmilke bane ek nava sur taal
[hi] mile sur meraa tumhaaraa to sur bane hamaaraa
[sn] muhinjo sur tohi des piyaaraa mile jaDe.ngiit asaanjo madhur taraano bane taDe.n
[ur] sur kaa dariyaa bahte saagar me.n mile
[pa] badlaa.N daa ruup laike barsan haule haule
[ta] isaindaal nam iruvarin suramum namadakkumtisai ve’ru aaanaalum aaLi sermugilaay maLaiyay poLivadu pol isainam isai..
[ka]nanna dhwanige’ ninna dhwaniyaseridante’ namma dhwaniya
[te] naa swaramu nii swaramu sangammamaimana swaranga avatarinche
[ma] ninDe’ swaramum nii.ngaLuDe’ swaramumdhaTTuche’yum namuDe’ya swaram
[bn] tomaar shur moder shursrishTi korur oiko shur
[as] srishTi ho oiko taan
[or] toma mora swarera milansrishTi kare chaalbochatan
[gu] mile sur jo thaaro mhaarobaNe aapaNo sur niraalo
[mr] maanjhaa tumchyaa jultaa taaraamadhur suraaanchaa barastii dhaaraa
[hi] sur kii nadiyaa.n har dishaa se bahate saagar me.n mile.nbaadalo.n kaa ruup le kar barase halke halkemile sur meraa tumhaaraa to sur bane hamaaraasur meraa tumhaaraa …to sur bane hamaaraa …

Friday, September 05, 2008

MY TEACHER

The world would be zeros

and without it heroes.

The direction in thoughts 

and the point in thinking,

Whatever we wrote

and problem we sort.

Questions for questions,

definitive solutions to problems,

Curiosity for doubts,

but sensitivity even for robots.

The manner of speaking,

and speaking of manners,

The leathers in dressing,

and dressing of leathers.

Seeking the horizons

and calibrating the cosmos,

Being inspired 

and raising aspirations.

In all my orals'

and for grooming my morals,

Building character

and strength as a rover.

Showing me even the dark,

raising hope of another light,

Fought with my ego,

so that weak never see my might.

Meaning of colors,

first of the white,

Away from the red,

and towards the green,

Taking care of the brown,

and keeping the blues clean.

Care for every anima

whether yellow or pink,

For even poverty is a situation, you can find yourself in,

and not a stink.

No sign of disparity,

submerged only in unity,

Freedom is the ultimate 

price of creativity.

Eating only the bitter

without any flutter,

Having a patience

in every essence.

Take life in your grip,

add a little friendship,

think of governing the world,

and not strip.

For making me a believer,

before GOD I thank you my teacher.

 

 

!!!HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY!!!

 

--Dinesh Agarwal

"Let me be alone, if that is the price of world unity" -- Professor Peter Nash, in Lone Path.

Friday, August 15, 2008

PRICELESS!!

!!Priceless!!

First sight of love,
Every feather of dove,
Last second of exam,
Every word of ham,
First egg of chickens,
Last work of Dickens,
First drop of rain,
Every seed of grain,
Last reflex of pain,
Every slice of time,
Every word that rhyme,
Every medal of game,
Each second of fame,
Every ray of sunshine,
Last hint of crime,
Mother feeding food morsels,
Seeing you cross every Achilles,
First thought of mind,
The last search of find,
The last reed of innocence,
And that age of being spontaneous,

First pimple on dimple,
Those look that are simple,
Truth of Beauty,
Every drop of blood on duty,
The dance of finesse,
The music of resonance,
That smile of humor,
Those pearls of anger,
The first germination of tree,
The relation that is free,
Every sort of ecstasy,
Even quench of the thirsty,
For certainly there are some things,
That money can’t buy,
All those are priceless!!




---Priceless was even the freedom,
Till we enclosed it in fiefdom.

Sunday, June 01, 2008

HR problems

Yesterday I had my GD / PI for C.E.T.

I realize this from the conversation i had with a number of like myself ,aspiring managers.

Previously there used to be two class of employee one which didn't had skills for the work and other which had skills and could also ask for premium salary.

In the last 5 years the picture has changed quiet a lot and it doesn't come to me as a surprise that though the salary are on the rise, so has been the attrition problem and the job hopping activity.

So what is at unrest???

First let see how the class of employee have changed. There are now three classes of employee and quiet different from the earlier two.
The First is class of all those employee that have completed their education and have to work for earning a salary. The second class is the one which are educated and can work and get a salary for work done. The third class is one which are educated, can work, deserve premium; but that is not the end of it with them. They are also looking for work.

But when it is so simple to classify the employees, why there is a conundrum?
It is because:

Though it is easy to screen between the first and other two.. it is difficult to screen between the second and the third class.And it is only after you have employed them for a period you realize that in which class they can actually be classified. so what we are looking for for making the distinction. A number of them.

The third class always have higher aims. They want to grow and would be ready to take greater responsibility. The trick here lies in recognizing this and rewarding the same with work and compensation. If you don't provide the either they don't see the growth. If you will decide every term of employment they will be gone (this include work, compensation, quantum of work, work timings).
The employer should never try to be smart with them; if you have the experience they are also the cream and the end result is not good for either. The development has to be mutual.
The term 'compensation' used by the industry is misnomer. Unless they think that they torture us first and they want to compensate. This then lead to what we have at hand; attrition , job hopping.The loss on the employee side is they don't develop expertise.
The second class has to be motivated first and that is all that is required. Then they become part of the third.
The first class needs to understand what all type of work is available and that they can choose the work.This will lead to enhanced efficiency; if understood by the employer as well.


At the same time HR can argue that the quality of employee has gone down and that is more than true!!

But these changes wont take place till HR comes to the forefront of Company's growth plan and realization of the fact by Education Centers that the need and the quality of the hour both has risen.

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

Saturday, February 16, 2008

!!LEGENDS!!

Enjoy the triumph, Memoirs of Struggle
Fight but Respect
Compete but never Compromise
Real strength is tougher but Difficulty looks easier
Mind is calm Thinking is deep
Looks are stern Beauty is in speech
Wisdom is natural Knowledge is pure
World is chariot Vision is belief
Universe is battlefield at stake is Honour
Death shivers Life laughs
Faith is infinite Trust is matured
Persona is Armour Intelligence is weapon
Wit is blended Humor is aromatic
Challenges are food Quests are drink
Sleep like desert Awake like Ocean
Winners are humble Champions are brutal ...
!!Legends have grace!!

Saturday, December 22, 2007

TOO MUCH

There is too much to talk

There is too much to speak

But I am not the only one who is quiet

There are few moments

There is too little time

But I am not alone such busy

There is too much to share

There is too much to care

But I am not alone who is careless

There is too much to walk

There is too much to run

But I am not alone with such distance

There is too much to believe

There is too much to relieve

But I am not alone who do not grief

There is too much to create

There is too much to generate

But I am not alone with so much greed

There is too much to write

There is too much to sight

But I am not alone who do not see the plight

There is too much to think

There is too much to blink

But I am not alone who remain pink

There is too much of freedom

There is too much of liberty

But I am not alone who is still creepy

There is too much to place

There is too much at stake

But I am not alone who do not trust

I am not the first

I am not the last

But let us all give it a start!

Friday, December 21, 2007

VARIETY IS THE SPICE OF LIFE!

Once I left
            Soon I met
Not one, but
            Hundreds on my way

A blacksmith who was happy
            Working harder generating strength

A craftsman working smarter
           Creating beautiful drafts

An instructor
          Clearing all doubts

Sportsman sweating out
          Taking peoples breathe out

A man on duty
         Without being fruity

Mind on work
         Round the clock

An artist offering his treat
         Of beats

Heavens playing happily
        On the street

Beggar calling alms
        Without any claims
………
Rounds of rendition
       On this beautiful expedition

I aren’t happy
       O thee GOD
Why O why?
       On seeing these..

God then spelt
       Magical words of eternity for me

My, My, My O My
       My child
My child you reasoned all the way
       That is all I must say

But you know too much
       To enjoy

An idle man thinking nothing
       So close I came….

Why rack your brains for no pains
      And in vain for no gain

Feel your breathe
      Touch the sky
Let your imagination like them
       Fly high

For all these is there
       For you to cry
But you must laugh
       Even when rivers run dry

Laugh and Laugh
       And laugh like me
Even after creating
       A tragedy

Just in this vast ocean
      Take a dive
For my child,
      Variety is the spice of life.

Sunday, December 09, 2007

REEDS OF INNOCENCE

Reeds of Innocence

1757-1827


PIPING down the valleys wild,
Piping songs of pleasant glee,
On a cloud I saw a child,
And he laughing said to me:

'Pipe a song about a Lamb!'
So I piped with merry cheer.
'Piper, pipe that song again;'
So I piped: he wept to hear.

'Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe;
Sing thy songs of happy cheer!'
So I sung the same again,
While he wept with joy to hear.

'Piper, sit thee down and write
In a book that all may read.'
So he vanish'd from my sight;
And I pluck'd a hollow reed,

And I made a rural pen,
And I stain'd the water clear,
And I wrote my happy songs
Every child may joy to hear.


------ one of the best poem(CARELESS) ever i read in 4 th standard

Monday, November 05, 2007

TO BE YOURSELF!

Someone falls to pieces
Sleeping all alone
Someone kills the pain
Spinning in the silence
She finally drifts away
Someone gets excited
In a chapel yard
And catches a bouquet
Another lays a dozen
White roses on a grave
Yeah...


And to be yourself is all that you can do
Hey...
To be yourself is all that you can do


Someone finds salvation in everyone
Another only pain
Someone tries to hide himself
Down inside himself he prays
Someone swears his true love
Until the end of time
Another runs away
Separate or united
Healthy or insane


And to be yourself is all that you can do(all that you can do)
Yeah..
To be yourself is all that you can do(all that you can do)

To be yourself is all that you can do(all that you can do)
Hey...

even when you've paid enough
been put upon or been held up
with every single memory of
the good or bad, faces of luck
don't lose any sleep tonight
i'm sure everything will end up alright
you may win or lose


But to be yourself is all that you can do
Yeah...
To be yourself is all that you can do

Ohhh...
To be yourself is all that you can do(all that you can do)
Ohhh...
To be yourself is all that you can do(all that you can do)
To be yourself is all that you can--

Be yourself is all that you can--
Be yourself is all that you can dooooooohoooo

Sunday, December 18, 2005

Poem:The Indian Political System

The representation of largest democracy is unique

It generates among its citizens a pique


Part-s Party and Parties

All come in bulk

Workers are individuals

Leaders become hulks


Mergers and acquisitions

Meager and accusations

Plan and Ploy

Apply and Employ


They love their people and people’s

They promise to promise to fulfill promise


Castes and Creeds

Races and Religions

They n' ever bank upon

Above fundamentals


They n’ ever cheat and n’ ever lie

They n’ ever disguise and n’ ever eat pie


They are no juvenile in their sin

They were born with expertise since

Scams and bureau scans

Add to their degree and non degree and medallions


The policies and reforms

The laws, rules and norms

Are fabricated and amended

Then after experimenting on people they are mended


They work hard for doing hard work

End up making work hard


They love freedom and freedom loves them

Hence they are liberalize to freedom

They govern us

As country is their kingdom



The right to their will at least is ours

Else we would be labored labors

On behalf of our appointed democracy

We can say there is no politics in our appointing democracy



I hope there n’ ever be need to make some organic compound

To flush out myth and filth inside democratic bound

Since on critical policies they n’ ever have discussions

I fear of my freedom to say them politicians

.....Dinesh Agarwal


Sunday, October 23, 2005

THE ELECTION MEETING


IT was before the elections.The town had invited all candidates to address citizens in the city hall.



Nasrudin was invited, as an exotic local character, to entertain. When all three candidates had spoken, the mulla mounted the plateform and said: “I have come here to offer you my own, special recipe. Make a note of this, and try it on yourselves.”
He went on to say that certain quantities of honey , garlic and fish were to be boiled together and then eaten.


Quite a number of people tried the recipe. The taste was horrible. Several of them stormed Nasrudin’s house, wanting to know what he meant by such a trick.


“well,” said mulla Nasrudin , “I didn’t say I liked it, in fact , I had not tried it on myself. But it seemed such a good idea to me, I wanted to see whether it would work. That’s what
election candidates do, isn't it?

Tyranny of the majority:
AT one position in his life, the entire population of his village had had enough of the pleasantries and confusions of Mulla Nasrudin.


They all went to the magistrate, and he gave a ruling:”Nasrudin,by the will of the people I have to declare that you must leave the village.”


“are they unanimous?” asked the Mulla. “yes, I am afraid so.” “then I refuse to go . there are plenty of them and only one of me. If they don’t like the village as it is , they can leave and build another one. But I, a single individual, how can I even start to build one small house for myself elsewhere?”




(Taken from the subtleties of the inimitable Mulla Nasrudin Idries Shah,---Published by Jonathan Cape).