Tuesday, April 20, 2010

The Turning Point #2 – 1st April, 2008

I joined HCL Technologies on 11th May, 2007, after successfully completing my MBA degree at Army Institute of Management, Kolkata. The journey from Kolkata to New Delhi was horrible. It was perhaps, my second chance to assume what I was going to get in there. But, no. I did not get any clue.
The Rajdhani Express was shut down midway, and we waited for around 5 hours in the middle of nowhere.
Anyways, we finally reached the New Delhi railway station, 7 hours late. And, when we say “we”, I mean myself and my other so-called friend, Swaraj Chakraborty. We took a cab from there till Mayur Vihar, Delhi. 
It so happened that the cab driver did not have the license to drive in Noida. So, we had to take an Auto-Rickshaw to Sec-3 Noida. And then the funny thing happened. We got down at the office, and were directed to go report at our guest house. For Swaraj, he was grouped with the other guys in a deserted guest House. Myself, I was grouped with the chicks at the Girls’ hostel.
LOL. Maybe because of my name, they had a mis-thought. But, for the rather minute moment before they found out that I was a guy, I really enjoyed those instances of time, thinking about what’s in store for me. Anyways, we finally got to the “guest house” at sector 51. And guess what! There were no rooms available. I thought perhaps this is what the HR meant, when she came in our campus and talked about “WOW Management”. We waited there for around 3 hours, in the reception (with no AC, not even a ceiling fan). Finally, got the news in the evening that we need to move to another guest house, which was just 4 buildings away. For how long? One night.
Ok, we got our stuffs done, and slept well in the hot room, singing wonderful songs with the mosquitoes. 
And next morning, the HCL bus arrived. And before we could say anything, we were instructed to pack up our stuffs and move them to the other guest house (where we arrived first). Great first night, we thought. 
And then, we visited the Sec-3 office for our first day of induction. Big promises, miles to go, loads of opportunities, is what we thought of HCL. Came back to our guest house at night to find a new room allotted for myself and Swaraj on the top floor. The AC was awesome here as well. It looked like it was made at least 15 years ago, and had to be started 5 times, before it made to its full speed. 
And this way went on the next 4 days of “induction”. And, essentially, I was made to change the guest house 4 times during those 5 days. Not to mention the sorry state of the air-conditioners, the out-of-this-world prices for food and the retarded watchmen. Three cheers to the management.
My first posting came to be in Bangalore, the place where I did my graduation from. It was Mr. Srinivas Sishtla, who accompanied me to Bangalore. He and I together took up a 1-BHK apartment in Bangalore for Rs. 4000 per month, with an advance amount of Rs. 35000. He had some problems at home with his mother being hospitalized, and did not have enough money at that point in time, so I paid his part too for the advance amount. And then we started our quest into the unknown world of Sun ODC at Gold Hill Square building. We were given the task of performing a Six Sigma project to lower the number of erroneous cases in the project. It was like a dream come true to me. I always wanted to lead a Six Sigma project. I did the same here. I was given a team of 3 gentlemen and a lady, all of whom were developers. unfortunately, my pal was more interested in bad-mouthing the company rather than doing some productive work and helping me in my dream project. It was awesome at office. The people were really cool. The food was good too. But, at the end of the day, each day, I had to listen to "HCL is bad and Infosys is good" crap. It had almost become like my bedtime story, the same story each day, with a twist.
In the meantime, I did a Six Sigma training, trained around 75 people and started preparing for my Green Belt
By that time, it was October 2007. And then came the day, when Mr. Sishtla never returned home. 
Bloody scoundrel! He did not even return my 17500 bucks that I paid for him for the apartment advance amount.
Anyways, my life went on. I completed the Six Sigma project by February, and appeared for the Yellow belt exam for Six Sigma. Came out with flying colors, and applied for Green belt. But my manager, Mr. Rajesh Singh had other plans. He said, "I am the PM for this project, so I should get the green belt. Not you." What the hell! I said, "But, I led the project, I trained the entire team. that makes me eligible for Green Belt". But I did not know that I was talking to deaf ears. Anyways, as I waited for the pilot result of the project, I also did some pre-sales stuffs with Mr. Lokesh Sahni.
Wonderful gentleman he was. Difficult job working with BU-Head, but exciting  and challenging too.
Anyways, finally the result was published. the project went from 2.3 sigma to 4.7 sigma during just 15 days of the pilot run. The Six Sigma black belt from Bangalore told me, "This is probably the highest growth I have ever witnessed". And that became the first-ever successfully completed Six Sigma project in HCL Bangalore. I was elated. Anyways, as we had a policy of relocation every 6 months, I had to move out of that project. Although it was far more than 6 months, but, better late than never. So, then came my first major change of career line. From Hi-Tech & Manufacturing, to Pharmaceuticals.
That was the day of 1st April, 2008 when this major change came into being, and hence, my turning point #2.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

The Turning Point #1 - 2nd November 2006

It was a nice Thursday morning. 8.30 am. And, I was fast asleep, as if it was still midnight. Mr. B.C. came to our room and woke me up. What the hell. I drank so much the last night, I could not even see properly who it was. And then I realized, it was our Marketing professor, who came all the way to my barrack to wake me up. For what? "Suman, wake up! HCL is in the campus. You must appear for the interviews", he said. And I was like, what??? I said, "Sir, let the toppers get through first. I am not one of those who will get through on Day One. I would probably get ready on Day 26 or so". And he said, "Come ON! You are the cream of our college". I said, "WHATTTT?? I never attended any classes. If you ask me now, I can't even tell what our subjects are!!" 
But, anyways, he forced me to get up. And as usual, I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, had a shower, ironed my uniform, wore them along with the tie, and got out of my barrack. All in 7 1/2 minutes. Yes. That's what we were used to do at our Army college. Get ready in the lowest possible (or, impossible) time. 
Anyways, I reached college. And one of my friends, Mr. Jha, told me, "Suman, Kreig leke jaana, sabki ma chod dena (Suman, take your Kreig, and screw everyone)". I said, "Paagal hai kya? Koi taiyaari nahi hai. Kreig reload karne mein bahut time lagta hai. Main to SMG leke jaaunga (Are you crazy? I am not at all prepared for this. Kreig takes a lot of time to reload. I will take SMG)"


And then, appeared the Turning point #1. I went in to appear for the HCL interview. Little did I know that what will I go through during the next 3 years. Anyways, 1st round was a Group discussion. Topic: Lord Rama asked Goddess Sita to go through the Agni Pariksha. Was that fair?
Man! How the hell will I know. Ask them what they thought. But, no. The group started their discussion. And, I was like the lame duck between all the toppers around me. I tried to get in one time. But, was too heavy with my hangover to force my way in. 15 minutes. The Group Discussion ended. The timekeeper asked me, "Suman, I saw that you tried to get in, but you could not. What are your thoughts?" I said, "You see, the GD has ended, and everyone was talking the same thing. It was wrong on Lord Rama's part to suspect his wife. But I say, "NO". He was correct. You cannot jeopardize Quality for your personal emotions or beliefs". LOL. That's all I said. He asked me, "Anything else you want to say?". I said, "No, Sir. I said what I had to".  


The second round started in a jiffy. It was the Interview Round 1. It was hilarious. 
Question: What is your attendance till now?
Answer: 2.74%
Question: Are you crazy? I'm asking about your attendance in class during the last 1 year. Combined.
Answer: Last 1 year only? Ok. 7.06%
Question: Why don't you attend classes?
Answer: I don't like that. Studying from books n all. 
Question: What is your favorite subject?
Answer: None. Marketing to some extent
Question: What have been your subjects?
Answer: (After 3 minutes of thinking) I don't remember their names. Wait. I got one. Indian Social Structure.
Question: In the GD, you said something about quality. Can you describe quality in one sentence?
Answer: Yes. Quality is inexplicable in one sentence.
Question: Is that your answer?
Answer: Yes
Question: How many more sentences do you need?
Answer: Give me a book on Quality. I will count and tell you
Question: What is the first name that strikes your mind when you say "Quality"?
Answer: W. Edwards Deming
Question: Of all the people, why only Deming?
Answer: Because he was the first to come up with the philosophy of Quality. Others followed and hardened that philosophy and became famous for their own reasons
Question: So, you like philosophy
Answer: Yes, as long as that has to deal with my academics.
Question: Hahaha. What are your hobbies?
Answer: Just one. Sleeping.
Question: Your eyes do tell me that. Were you sleeping before this GD? I see that TCS is also coming up. Aren't you getting ready for all these companies for placement?
Answer: Ohh no. It's not my cup of tea, at this point of time. that's what I said to my professor. Let the toppers get placed first. I will start my preparations after Day 26.
Question: Will you work for HCL if you are given South Africa as your base location?
Answer: Send me to a jungle in Andaman instead, with a laptop with an Internet connection.
Question: What are you expecting from HCL?
Answer: That it will take care of me, just as I will take care of it, for my part.
Question: Hahaha. Ok. Do you have anything else to say?
Answer: Do you have anything else to ask?
Question: No, you can go now.
Answer: Thanks! Have a nice day.


While I was coming out of the interview cabin, I was just thinking one thing. Why did he laugh when I said that HCL will take care of me just as I will? Guess it should have given me a signal. But no. It did not. I thought, that's it. I will not be selected in any way. So, I went out of the campus, straight to the nearby beer shop, Bought one, and started drinking while crossing the street. The moment I came near my barrack, one of my best friends, Shiuchi Monga, came running to me, "Suman, Jaldi ja tujeh bula rahe hain (Suman, go quickly. They are calling you)". 
"Are you crazy? the way I answered them, half asleep, and now with a beer bottle in my hand, my mouth smelling like beer... how can I go there? Besides, they won't select me anyways".
She almost pushed me in the room. And, I realized, I was in round 3. I was asked to sell a pencil. I sold it well. Came back. Finished my beer.


The results came up. 5 people selected. 5th name. Neha. 4th name. Swaraj. 3rd name. Sonia. 2nd name. Barkha. And the most unpredictable result. 1st name. Suman
I felt like I fell from the 9th floor. I said, "What?? Are you sure?" 
I was on the 7th heaven. So happy. I called up me Dad. Went to the liquor shop. Don't remember how much I bought. Maybe 7 bottles. Sent 3 bottles to the girls' hostel. And enjoyed the rest of the night. Guess that was the end of my Turning Point #1. Little did I realize at that point of time, what I will have to face 2 1/2 years down the line.


To be continued.....

Monday, January 11, 2010

A brief history


I studied in school for the whole 12 years in Kolkata at Kendriya Vidyalaya No. I Salt Lake. Then, I enjoyed for a year, and thought of at least 20 different career options, and finally settled for Engineering from Bangalore, India.
I got through CET. Got an opportunity to join at least 15 better colleges. But, no. I settled for the one college that did not have any reviews. Acharya Pathasala College of Engineering, Somanahalli, Bangalore-62. Went there on the date of admission, and God, what a journey! The Auto-wallah told us… this is Kanakpura Road, and it’s never gonna end. But, believe me. It did, after travelling for 32 kms from the Bangalore City Railway station, towards the unknown.
Anyways, the 4 years in the engineering college was not what I can call “smooth”. Started with ragging, BIG TIME. Then went on for a few days, until one lucky day when I was convicted of “Eve Teasing”.
And who was the lucky girl? The girlfriend of one of our seniors. And, guess what! She was even the niece of the Principal. What Luck! Anyways, I did “apologize”, or something like that. From then on, my journey started as the most favorite junior of APS Hostel. My ragging started with finding the volume of a room, the unit being (matchsticks)3.
And then, jumping from the first floor like a monkey. Running naked in the middle of the night, making  5 rounds of the hostel, which happened to be in the middle of a dark and dreadful forest.
Then, proposing senior girls, many of which I did by myself, just for fun, and convicted the seniors of ragging. Bathing with a bucketful  of colored water, with a few additives (egg yolk, tomatoes, and the semen and urine of batch mates). That was how birthdays were celebrated for juniors. That does not always sound funny though.
And when the seniors noticed that it was getting too boring with all these and of course, playing cricket without a bat and ball, they invented a new way to torture me. One night, they called all of us and asked who was the most beautiful girl in our class. Everyone said one name, Sneha Bhatt.
Hell! I did not even know who was that girl. Anyways, like always, I was the lucky one this time too. I was given a special assignment. If I succeed, I will face no ragging for the rest of the year. If I fail, there’s another big thing waiting for me.
Anyways, the task was “Find out the bra size of Sneha Bhatt”. I was elated! What else could have I expected from these bastards. Ohh! One more condition. One of the seniors has to watch me when I ask Sneha the big question. As expected, I failed. And the next big thing for me was to slap the principal. But before that could happen the principal called me. Junaid Ali said, “Jaa. Apni beti ki shaadi ke liye bula raha hoga tujhe (Go, he must be calling you to get her daughter married to you)". Anyways, I found out that Ms. Sneha complained that I was trying to propose her.
Heck! I just asked her name once. That’s all. I explained to the principal, ”Sir, I did not at all try to propose her. Because, if I would have tried to propose her, then I would not have tried to propose her. I would have actually proposed her.” Anyways, nobody understood any of that, including myself. And that day onwards, the long lasting Apology-letter-writing spree started for me.
The next 3 years were kind of good. Fled from the college once, went to the college in knickers, holding empty buckets, asking for water (when the hostel did not have electricity for 15 days), and succeeded in proposing some more seniors, without anybody asking me to do that. Huh!
The last few days in the hostel were great. As I was the only senior (some others were also there, but they would always study in their rooms, you know! The “padhaku” types) who would go around with the juniors, I was kind of in-charge for them. And then the big day came, or should I say, the Big night. The BIG FIGHT between North Indians and South Indians. Started with 25 South Indians, and 3 sleeping north Indians, and ended with 3 blood-bathed South Indians and 36 furious North Indians. That was indeed the biggest fight I ever had. The Night warden was beaten up badly, We all went to the Police station, few guys got locked up, and 3 hospitalized.
2 month later, I left the hostel for good. The next 6 months were awesome, working as a junior scientist in DRDO, Bangalore.
I spent, perhaps the best days of my life there. And, as always, I got bored, and left. Tried my hand at fashion designing, worked as a fashion photographer for 4 months, got 2 of my poetry books published, and finally ended being bored again. One fine day, my Dad asked me to study MBA.
I was excited, filled up the form, sent it, and got a brilliant idea of joining the Army. Made an attempt there as well. Got through the written exam, the interview, and the medical test. But then, my Mom started crying, and I joined MBA.


To be continued…

Thursday, December 31, 2009

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