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Mithai ki dookan

Mon, 23 Feb 2009 04:14:42 GMT

the ubiquitous mithaiwallah...

this pic isnt mine but has been taken from a fellow blogger. I am trying to locate the blog and will surely acknowledge.

Back from a lon vacation upnorth and god... didnt I see this mithaiwallah every where in lanes of Gwalior, Moradabad, Agra...

of caves & distances

Mon, 24 Oct 2005 06:15:55 GMT

A message by a senior in one of the groups reminded me of what Bhupi once said.....

If you want to be a leader,,,you have to be a miserable failure 3 times.

Its sad that i have always walked mid way between success and failure and therefore have never been a miserable failure neither a leader.

Just a thought.

Anyways. I am trying to revive my blog.

Strange , I began blogging before it caught on with the masses and was still nebulous.

Today, its a media in itself. maybe a change agent too...and at times even a forum where the indiviuals take on the corporates.....(gaurav sabnis), newspapers pushing their points ...Businesses realising that they not only need website but also blogs...
Industry sponsored blogs... and what not. Specifically...the outsourcing & Offshore IT services companies have taken over the blogs in a huge way.

Blogs are being discussed like never before. TOI carries a column everyday and so do the others.

So, its a rediscovery of the blog for me. though less appealing then it was two years ago when i first started.

Two years ago- blogs were what i used to stand & stare and ponder.......

Today the blogs are no longer your little cave where one can go stand & stare & ponder and look at things from a distance.

There inst a cave left now. the distance.

The need for a cave however.... continues

as Davies once said "what is life if, full of care,We have no time to stand and stare"

A wonderful Message by George Carlin:

Wed, 03 Nov 2004 12:34:00 GMT

A wonderful Message by George Carlin:

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less.

We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.

Revisiting my blogs

Sun, 06 Jun 2004 13:02:07 GMT

Happened to visit my blogs today. After more than a month since there creation and updation.

And i am actually surprised to see that i had written all those things. They seem wonderfll in retrospection. Here, am absolutely cut off from all the thoughts about everything in this world. I think i was in a wonderful drive at that time.

I want to get on the drive again. And go ahead. No idea how to go about it. Absolutely no idea......

phoenix

Tue, 01 Jun 2004 13:16:01 GMT

Seems i am out numbered in more than one ways. I hope the spirit survives.

I am made of rain

Mon, 05 Apr 2004 14:47:52 GMT

Was missing the rain since quite sometime

and then it rained..
when i thought it wouldnt
when i thought the clouds were strong enough...
when i thought it was just not "proper"...
where i thought it was just not "proper"...
when i thought it would never rain..

It rained last night
rained on the street...
rained by the road...
rained by the corner...
rained in the orangey street lights..
rained under the street lamps...
and in the dark spaces between the lamps...

it rained last night
on the pavement...

rained as if it wouldnt stop..
rained as if it would wash away everything..
rained as it never had before..ever..atleast since i know

rained the past...and the future
rained the said...and the unsaid
rained the lights and the darks...

It rained last night
rained by the road...
rained on the pavement
rained on a full moon night...
rained in April...
when i thought it would never rain...
it rained last night.

It rained on me last night...
I rained on it last night...
I rained on me last night...
Me rained on I last night...

I am made of rain

rain

Sat, 03 Apr 2004 06:34:11 GMT

I am missing the rain!!Hope it is here ..soon

charlie brown

Thu, 01 Apr 2004 13:35:33 GMT

I think I like charlie brown. I think I am like him...

today is thursday.Day for my fasting. Am hungry allready..!!

lamha lamha

Thu, 01 Apr 2004 13:08:59 GMT

Lamha lamha tarsa jis lamhe ke liye..
wo lamha aya to ek lamhe ke liye.........

Todays bhupis class

Fri, 26 Mar 2004 15:25:48 GMT

hi all,
long time since i actually wrote on the blog. Am just back from Bhupi's class of Indigeneous management.. and it was an open air class in the space besides the auditorium..

It was wonderful sitting out . Cool air .
And we discussed how indigeniuos management is different from proffessional management.
The genesis of modern proffessional management is in a model. while in the case of indiginious management , the genesis is through involvement of the owner in the business activity.

So, in a proffesional set up , you identify structures and posts and allocate responsibilities o people and specify roles . all this before the business is begun. However in IM, the business begins with business and all the other things gradually evolve around the business.

In PM, the strss is on identifying people as "customers" or " employees" or 'stakeholders" ..eventually leading to ..as bhupi says..even people not staying people ..

In IM however, this stress on converting people to customers or classifying them under some head is missing. So, IM owners are more attached to there people, employees , and customers also.

in IM, business is organically connected with the culture ..family issues,,,crisis that the family is facing and therefore evolves around the family. However, in PM, business and culture, family etc are distinctly separate. So, we find that NIKE runs the business in the same way in india as it would do in US. however, the birlas or the tatas or even the kirana wala in the lane has a business which is organically connected to his family, to the community he belongs and to his culture.

Also, we find that most of the IM organisations have there roots in some kind of a crisis. The JEWS were persecuted and which led to there evolving as a major entreprenurial community. In india, we find the tatas and the parsi community which came to india running away from persecution in persia. Lot of families which were uprooted during the partition have done well in business. The saraswat brhmins which have a great bankning culture in south india had fled from Kashmir and settled in karnataka..

so is it pain, that leads to a fight for sustainance. ...that means that the root of all success is pain at some point of time .

I am happy that i wrote this piece . I think i have so many things to write about.

And I feel encouraged ....with my last line

the root of all success is a pain at some point of time......

I hope i will be able to rise back like a phoenix .....from my own ashes..I am going to give a big fight..thats for sure

love you all....

puneet
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