I must thank Asha for hoping that an opportunity comes my way to see the Taj Mahal. We never know. It might just happen, God willing.
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Team work is important. It teaches all of us to work together, even though we may all differ in our views on just about anything.
This write-up is about team project work.
Engineering students are required to work in teams on projects in their final year, in a company of their choice but related to their branch of engineering.
4 years back a team of 4 students (let's call this team 1)took up a mechanical engineering project as dissertation and 2 students (team 2) took up a refrigeration project in a nuclear facility, some distance away from our city. These 2 teams would travel by bus every day, report at the site, do their work and return back late evening. 1 gate pass was issued to one team which meant all the members of the team should report at the site together to pass through the security gate, unless 1 or 2 were absent and were not going to report later that day, at the site. It was tricky and these things were explained well in advance so that all of them understood the importance of starting together at the same time each day. So the team spirit had to start right from there! Working together would come later!!
4 students coming from 4 different backgrounds. In team 1, 2 came from the villages of Andhra and were staying in a rented room in T.Nagar. 2 were residents of Chennai.
All of them had to assemble at a particular bus stop at 8am. It can be expected that initially all will have problems with the time schedules. For 2 days they struggled, fought over this and that. Their guide was very strict that all 4 should come without fail unless very sick. Otherwise they would not get through with the project. As young lads of 20 tempers are supposed to run quite high but how they all managed to control it just so that the team finished work at hand was a revelation to me. They would comment badly in whispers so that the bad one never heard of it so that there was no spoke in the wheel at any time. I will quote just one major instance in each team.
On the 3rd day the T.Nagar guys din't appear at the bus stop even by 10am! Despite repeated calls to their mobile phones there was absolutely no response of any kind!! So these 2 din't know whether to proceed without them or not. Eventually they decided to go in person to T.Nagar and find out the reason as it was really too late to report at the site that day.
When they reached the place they could hear the other two talking quite loudly but when they called out to them and knocked at the door, it was opened by one fellow while the other fellow was covered with a blanket from head to toe! All 3 chatted for about 3 hours arguing about wasting a day and all the while, the other fellow slept through or at least pretended to be in deep sleep :D
The other guy said once they both knew it was going to be late they just din't want to even respond to calls as they were afraid of what the other 2 will say. That was the excuse but he promised to 'tell' the sleeping beauty about it and assured that this will not occur again next time.
Later it was decided to take up a few rooms near the site itself and stay there itself until their project got completed which took about a month and more.
This seemed to work better. They finished it though with so many complaints amongst themselves, yet one thing that emerged from this exercise was that they learnt to adjust somehow with each other's failings or shortcomings in that period. It was a good thing to have happened especially since all were on the verge of starting a career. Unity in diversity.
The 2nd team had only 2 guys. One would work very hard at the project while the other would prefer to roam around the city in his motorbike which meant 1 fellow was left to do all the work and include this lazy guy's name also in the project. There was so much heart burn. Towards the very end the other guy read up the report and starting projecting as if he had been instructing this other guy over phone at every step! This made the hard worker even more angry yet peace had to be maintained at any cost for the sake of project.
How teams were formed seemed to be god's handiwork. They just joined in!
When it was time to face the viva voce, those who worked hard were able to answer questions from the external examiners better than those who showed scant interest or merely submitted their copy of the same project report with all their names on it as a team.
Even if its the same project, same age people working in the same place, some put their hearts and souls into their work, some run errands, some just watch as if it din't concern them at all. But when its time to answer questions, it shows who worked!! So no one can fool everyone all the time.
The true nature of the person comes through in such situations so very transparently for everyone to see or feel. Teams, Families, Office... it's all about the same thing. How we see, place, depend, perform, behave when we are put together for a purpose.
It's a good learning experience of how many kinds of people we may have to come across in our lives - project or no project.
Mahalakshmi.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Thursday, January 6, 2011
The Taj Mahal
Among some of my desires is to see the Taj Mahal, visit the Manasarovar and Brindavan. Revisit Hardwar and Rishikesh. Go around Jaipur to soak in the colors and beauty of the city of ancient palaces.
Had the opportunity to attend my nephew's wedding at Faridabad 5 years back.
Since there was a whole day for us to see places, our family planned to travel down to Agra to see the Taj Mahal and on our way back to see the Brindavan before joining in the baaraat, late the same day.
It was Friday and our Scorpio speeded towards Agra which was just a few hours away from Faridabad. We reached Agra and I was waiting to feast my eyes on the marble inlay work which have enamel motifs and floral designs. These are shown on TV documentaries sometimes but they would be 2 seconds shot and not enough to soak in the artwork.
Alas, it was closed as it was Friday. I was very disappointed. But a guide told us to take a rickshaw through the narrow lanes to reach the rear portion. We were taken to the banks of the river Yamuna behind the monument.
We could see the imposing Taj from an angle though separated by its imposing compound wall. I had to be content with this sparse view. I promised to come back another time on another trip and spend a whole day drinking in the beauty of the architecture and artwork of this beautiful monument.
On our way back we had enough time in going around the famed Agra Fort. We saw sturdy centuries' old grape bushes, fish ponds and the royal entertainment inner courtyards, the big durbar hall with hundreds of pillars which was an engineering cum architectural marvel, etc.
It was getting late for the evening function so we had to skip Brindavan but we stopped the car to buy some Agre ka peda and some pethaa on the highway near the place.
After the wedding, we proceeded to Delhi to stay at my sister-in-law's house for a couple of days. She recommended that we don't miss Hardwar and Rishikesh. So we booked for a single day to cover both places.
I was overwhelmed at the sight of huge mountains on the way up and the gush of the holy Ganges flowing down at great speeds to somewhere southwards.
It was a humbling moment to stand like a puny dwarf before the mighty mother nature.
God willing want to go visiting the Taj, the Brindavan, but when is the big question with so much happening in our lives at the moment.
Mahalakshmi.
Had the opportunity to attend my nephew's wedding at Faridabad 5 years back.
Since there was a whole day for us to see places, our family planned to travel down to Agra to see the Taj Mahal and on our way back to see the Brindavan before joining in the baaraat, late the same day.
It was Friday and our Scorpio speeded towards Agra which was just a few hours away from Faridabad. We reached Agra and I was waiting to feast my eyes on the marble inlay work which have enamel motifs and floral designs. These are shown on TV documentaries sometimes but they would be 2 seconds shot and not enough to soak in the artwork.
Alas, it was closed as it was Friday. I was very disappointed. But a guide told us to take a rickshaw through the narrow lanes to reach the rear portion. We were taken to the banks of the river Yamuna behind the monument.
We could see the imposing Taj from an angle though separated by its imposing compound wall. I had to be content with this sparse view. I promised to come back another time on another trip and spend a whole day drinking in the beauty of the architecture and artwork of this beautiful monument.
On our way back we had enough time in going around the famed Agra Fort. We saw sturdy centuries' old grape bushes, fish ponds and the royal entertainment inner courtyards, the big durbar hall with hundreds of pillars which was an engineering cum architectural marvel, etc.
It was getting late for the evening function so we had to skip Brindavan but we stopped the car to buy some Agre ka peda and some pethaa on the highway near the place.
After the wedding, we proceeded to Delhi to stay at my sister-in-law's house for a couple of days. She recommended that we don't miss Hardwar and Rishikesh. So we booked for a single day to cover both places.
I was overwhelmed at the sight of huge mountains on the way up and the gush of the holy Ganges flowing down at great speeds to somewhere southwards.
It was a humbling moment to stand like a puny dwarf before the mighty mother nature.
God willing want to go visiting the Taj, the Brindavan, but when is the big question with so much happening in our lives at the moment.
Mahalakshmi.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Happy New Year 2011
New Year best wishes for you and yours.
May god shower his choicest blessings on all of us.
It's been an year since I started to blog. Time flies.
Dear Asha,
Saw your comment only today due many pre occupations at home these past few days. Thank you for sharing your views on the blog about 'invitations'.
Its an attitude and a modern day malady to be intolerant of anyone and everyone even on important occasions. Yet we make it to these just out of our love for them because we still live in a society and cannot cut ourselves away completely.
Mahalakshmi
May god shower his choicest blessings on all of us.
It's been an year since I started to blog. Time flies.
Dear Asha,
Saw your comment only today due many pre occupations at home these past few days. Thank you for sharing your views on the blog about 'invitations'.
Its an attitude and a modern day malady to be intolerant of anyone and everyone even on important occasions. Yet we make it to these just out of our love for them because we still live in a society and cannot cut ourselves away completely.
Mahalakshmi
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Mom and Sister
Mom is enjoying time with my sister.
She is recounting memories of my sister when she was just a little girl about 52 years back.
She was very young and was left behind at my maternal granny's house where she was the pet of the house full of relatives. My mother being a teacher din't have anyone to take care of my sister. So she was left in the care of her brother's wife, her sister and granny.
My mom's was a family of teachers. Her eldest sister was a teacher at Keyes Girls' High School, Secunderabad. The ritual everyday would be for her to say bye-bye to my baby sister just before leaving for work. One day she was in a hurry and she forgot to say bye-bye. My sister started crying inconsolably through the day. When evening came, my aunt came home and was quite surprised that her tata bye-bye would mean so much to my younger sister.
Of course from that day onwards my aunt was very careful to bid bye-bye to my sister if she were around.
My sister is having a gala time listening to her childhood stories narrated by my mom everyday. What bliss to revisit those days.
Cheers!
Mahalakshmi
She is recounting memories of my sister when she was just a little girl about 52 years back.
She was very young and was left behind at my maternal granny's house where she was the pet of the house full of relatives. My mother being a teacher din't have anyone to take care of my sister. So she was left in the care of her brother's wife, her sister and granny.
My mom's was a family of teachers. Her eldest sister was a teacher at Keyes Girls' High School, Secunderabad. The ritual everyday would be for her to say bye-bye to my baby sister just before leaving for work. One day she was in a hurry and she forgot to say bye-bye. My sister started crying inconsolably through the day. When evening came, my aunt came home and was quite surprised that her tata bye-bye would mean so much to my younger sister.
Of course from that day onwards my aunt was very careful to bid bye-bye to my sister if she were around.
My sister is having a gala time listening to her childhood stories narrated by my mom everyday. What bliss to revisit those days.
Cheers!
Mahalakshmi
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Spending Time Together
When I saw my sister push her luggage cart towards us at the airport, tears welled up in my eyes. Its been 5 years since we saw her last.
Keeping in touch over phone and e-mails apart, there's nothing like being together and spending time together. Doing special things for her is giving me so much joy.
She loves good food. Loves to eat outside. Vadai, bonda, parattha, phulkas and pulao are among her favourites.
How much fun she had last time, eating bondas and cutlets at the woodlands drive-in on her last visit. We shopped at Spencer's but ate at Woodlands on our way back home. She is so sad that it does not exist anymore. We will still visit to see the landscape and the trees in the new garden in its place.
I had planned to take her to maximum possible hotels within the 3 weeks she will stay with us. Chennai is bursting with so many places to try out good food.
The must-eat places which I must take her at least once are
Hotel Saravana Bhavan which I took her to yesterday itself. Each had a single bonda, vada and idli. She loved the sambar and the chutneys. I have always liked their strong filter coffee (with sugar :D).
She was amazed at the change with so many new buildings which have come up on most roads. She was clueless about roads and streets. It is for this reason I have decided never to let her go alone by herself in Chennai. I or someone will always be there to take her around. I remember the most pleasurable days I spent at her place in Ottawa in 1991. She took such good care of me. Even now I think I love Canada as a place to visit. Perhaps that was my first trip abroad and one loves the first place one sees.
Someone told me he loved London though he had visited USA and australia too. That is because London was the first place he visited.
Back to the places we will be visiting every evening, if possible, to try speaciality tiffins.
Grand Snacks for their hot and fresh boli and appams, etc.
Adayar Ananda Bhavan for ditto ditto.
Sri Krishna for their great tiffin combos which offer many varieties in one shot.
Sri Krishna's 'Rasam' restaurant for dinner one day.
Sanjeevani for a lovely, fresh and sattwic fare on offer is a must.
For that superb Hyderabadi Dum Biryani at Swati, Saravana Bhavan, Mylapore.
To the Pizza Hut for their crunchy, tasty pizza, breads and garden salad.
Nathan's one day for lunch perhaps.
Mathsya not to be missed time permitting.
The finale will be a lunch or dinner at the Copper Point at GRT Grand, a good place to eat at. The food is great there.
She has a big shopping list - to buy gold at GRT, clothes at Westend, kitchen ware at Rathna's, etc. I will have to juggle with hotels to fit in with her shopping list and areas she will have to visit. It requires a master plan indeed to do all of that.
There will some people who might invite her out to dinner or lunch.
Happy thinking of the happy times together.
Cheers.
Mahalakshmi.
Keeping in touch over phone and e-mails apart, there's nothing like being together and spending time together. Doing special things for her is giving me so much joy.
She loves good food. Loves to eat outside. Vadai, bonda, parattha, phulkas and pulao are among her favourites.
How much fun she had last time, eating bondas and cutlets at the woodlands drive-in on her last visit. We shopped at Spencer's but ate at Woodlands on our way back home. She is so sad that it does not exist anymore. We will still visit to see the landscape and the trees in the new garden in its place.
I had planned to take her to maximum possible hotels within the 3 weeks she will stay with us. Chennai is bursting with so many places to try out good food.
The must-eat places which I must take her at least once are
Hotel Saravana Bhavan which I took her to yesterday itself. Each had a single bonda, vada and idli. She loved the sambar and the chutneys. I have always liked their strong filter coffee (with sugar :D).
She was amazed at the change with so many new buildings which have come up on most roads. She was clueless about roads and streets. It is for this reason I have decided never to let her go alone by herself in Chennai. I or someone will always be there to take her around. I remember the most pleasurable days I spent at her place in Ottawa in 1991. She took such good care of me. Even now I think I love Canada as a place to visit. Perhaps that was my first trip abroad and one loves the first place one sees.
Someone told me he loved London though he had visited USA and australia too. That is because London was the first place he visited.
Back to the places we will be visiting every evening, if possible, to try speaciality tiffins.
Grand Snacks for their hot and fresh boli and appams, etc.
Adayar Ananda Bhavan for ditto ditto.
Sri Krishna for their great tiffin combos which offer many varieties in one shot.
Sri Krishna's 'Rasam' restaurant for dinner one day.
Sanjeevani for a lovely, fresh and sattwic fare on offer is a must.
For that superb Hyderabadi Dum Biryani at Swati, Saravana Bhavan, Mylapore.
To the Pizza Hut for their crunchy, tasty pizza, breads and garden salad.
Nathan's one day for lunch perhaps.
Mathsya not to be missed time permitting.
The finale will be a lunch or dinner at the Copper Point at GRT Grand, a good place to eat at. The food is great there.
She has a big shopping list - to buy gold at GRT, clothes at Westend, kitchen ware at Rathna's, etc. I will have to juggle with hotels to fit in with her shopping list and areas she will have to visit. It requires a master plan indeed to do all of that.
There will some people who might invite her out to dinner or lunch.
Happy thinking of the happy times together.
Cheers.
Mahalakshmi.
House Cleaning
Sorry for the break.
Sister from Canada was due to arrive on 27th and sons due to arrive on 31st kept me busy with getting help for cleaning home.
Two known housekeeping boys always help me out when I need their help. The best thing about them is that they don't need to be told what to do or how to clean or which chemical or solution to use to clean surfaces.
At 10am they started dusting, cleaning, sweeping, mopping the entire house. No messing with spilling or messing with lots of water either. Just half a bucket of soap solution and half bucket of plain water to rinse the duster cloth for each room. The rooms got cleaned like magic. The baths are sparkling like new.
I was so happy seeing the house getting neater and better. We had to shift furniture from one room to another to make more space.
They finished their work by 6pm sharp. Smiled when I pressed money into their hands. I pay them more than the market rate as its rare indeed to find men who know their jobs well.
I wondered at their stamina of continuously working like that for 8 hrs except for a half an hour break for lunch. Washing vessels one time a day makes me so tired. I defer the sweeping and mopping of rooms to the evening and at times skip it whenever my maid takes off. It requires hard labor and stamina to perform such physical jobs.
I salute their hard work. My house is clean once a while thanks to them. Wish they could come once every month to maintain the house neat and tidy.
Mahalakshmi.
Sister from Canada was due to arrive on 27th and sons due to arrive on 31st kept me busy with getting help for cleaning home.
Two known housekeeping boys always help me out when I need their help. The best thing about them is that they don't need to be told what to do or how to clean or which chemical or solution to use to clean surfaces.
At 10am they started dusting, cleaning, sweeping, mopping the entire house. No messing with spilling or messing with lots of water either. Just half a bucket of soap solution and half bucket of plain water to rinse the duster cloth for each room. The rooms got cleaned like magic. The baths are sparkling like new.
I was so happy seeing the house getting neater and better. We had to shift furniture from one room to another to make more space.
They finished their work by 6pm sharp. Smiled when I pressed money into their hands. I pay them more than the market rate as its rare indeed to find men who know their jobs well.
I wondered at their stamina of continuously working like that for 8 hrs except for a half an hour break for lunch. Washing vessels one time a day makes me so tired. I defer the sweeping and mopping of rooms to the evening and at times skip it whenever my maid takes off. It requires hard labor and stamina to perform such physical jobs.
I salute their hard work. My house is clean once a while thanks to them. Wish they could come once every month to maintain the house neat and tidy.
Mahalakshmi.
Friday, December 24, 2010
Merry X'Mas
Today I bought 2 half Kg plum cakes from the GRT Grand hotel, T.Nagar.
It is a practice to buy plum cakes for X'Mas. We consume small portions and make it last for about a week until New Year.
I have always been fond of plum cakes as it brings back fond memories of my childhood days spent in Hyderabad.
My mother used to buy those wonderful tasting plum cakes from John's Bakery in Gunfoundry near Grammar's School. They were so delightful to taste with so many dry fruits, cherries and spices in them. One big slice was enough to send us kids reeling for sometime, thanks to the generous quantities of alchohol like rum, gin, etc. which goes into making of those rich plum cakes.
My sons share my love for it and were sorely missed for the past two X'mas celebrations as they were away at Edinburgh. This year I was feeling sad while picking up those cakes. But I hear they are heading back home so the plums will have to wait until they arrive. It will be a joyous moment to see them relish plum cakes at home after nearly 3 years now.
Merry X'Mas.
Mahalakshmi
It is a practice to buy plum cakes for X'Mas. We consume small portions and make it last for about a week until New Year.
I have always been fond of plum cakes as it brings back fond memories of my childhood days spent in Hyderabad.
My mother used to buy those wonderful tasting plum cakes from John's Bakery in Gunfoundry near Grammar's School. They were so delightful to taste with so many dry fruits, cherries and spices in them. One big slice was enough to send us kids reeling for sometime, thanks to the generous quantities of alchohol like rum, gin, etc. which goes into making of those rich plum cakes.
My sons share my love for it and were sorely missed for the past two X'mas celebrations as they were away at Edinburgh. This year I was feeling sad while picking up those cakes. But I hear they are heading back home so the plums will have to wait until they arrive. It will be a joyous moment to see them relish plum cakes at home after nearly 3 years now.
Merry X'Mas.
Mahalakshmi
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