Wednesday, January 12, 2011

My "big" little daughter

My favourite sleep time statement to my daughter is this: (Aditi is her name. I call her Aditu)


Aditu, after your anna (elder brother) was born, I started praying to God “God, please give me a kutti little daughter”. God heard me and one day told me “As a birthday gift, I will give you a small baby”. And lo behold, you were there in my tummy. Eventually when my tummy became very big, the doctor aunty cut it open (It was a C-Section ) and pulled you out. So, you see, I love you so very much and you are my very best friend.

She used to hear this “rote” story every day. Eventually she asked “So, if I pray god to give me a baby, will I also get one”

Needless to say, next day onwards, my routine dialogue changed !!!

My "big" little daughter

My favourite sleep time statement to my daughter is this: (Aditi is her name. I call her Aditu)


Aditu, after your anna (elder brother) was born, I started praying to God “God, please give me a kutti little daughter”. God heard me and one day told me “As a birthday gift, I will give you a small baby”. And lo behold, you were there in my tummy. Eventually when my tummy became very big, the doctor aunty cut it open (It was a C-Section ) and pulled you out. So, you see, I love you so very much and you are my very best friend.

She used to hear this “rote” story every day. Eventually she asked “So, if I pray god to give me a baby, will I also get one”

Needless to say, next day onwards, my routine dialogue changed !!!

Matru Devo Bhava

My neighbour’s mother was a 92 years old lady, highly diabetic. She would not sleep without eating a TBSP of sugar every night despite her diabetic state.


2 months ago, her feet had started to rot and hence it was amputated. Owing to the age factor, She was in the ICU. Doctors had really thought she was not going to make it. But in a month’s time she started showing remarkable recovery symptoms.
One evening, while the old lady was still in ICU, I was talking to my neighbour’s wife. She said “Ayyo, we have not gone to the hospital at all. At home, myself, my DIL, my grandson – all of us have fever and have not been able to visit the old lady”
I was actually shocked to hear that she had not gone to the ICU to check on her MIL. I was also wondering what kind of a talk was she walking herself. She already has a DIL. If she does not take care of her MIL, would her DIL take care of her when she becomes old and bed-ridden?
And then, we complain that daughers-in-law don’t care for mothers-in-law. Who sets this example?

Thank You - Cindy

This post is a “Thanksgiving” to one of my American Senior Leader – Cindy.


I was told that she was a force to reckon – very particular about quality of deliverables and very strict. This became evident with the weekly calls that she insisted we should have (she and her DR team + me and my DR team).

I was desperate for a breakthrough in our relationship, that eluded me for no reason. And before long, our company went through a major transformation. With that, Cindy moved into a different area. But since my projects were associated with her role and responsibilities, she insisted that we have monthly status meetings – and I was happy to set them up !!!

It was during this time that my team was working on a very high visibility, highly critical project. Sadly, the team composition made it an uphill task to complete a simple project such as this – leading to 2.5 months of sheer hard work and tension. Those were the most difficult and sleepless nights i ever spent on a project in this organization. I had never expected to see a project crumbling like this one.

At that time, when everywhere there was finger pointing and my delivery capabilities were under scrutiny, one unexpected person who supported me was Cindy. Over the monthly status meeting, I was apologising to her on the mess this project had become. She immediately said “Vidya, don’t be so hard on yourself. Look at this project as a lesson learnt. Lot of mistakes have happened on this project – people moved at wrong time, ownership changed, Non-functional requirements were not adequately captured, Business did not come back with their Non-functional requirements early on. Considering all this – we should purely look at this project as a lesson learnt – nothing but that. So, don’t penalize yourself”.

I cannot express how much consolation these words brought to me. I had buried myself into work and was really not facing anybody (including my peers). I had started sensing that people were looking at me with doubts in their eyes. But Cindy’s words changed me completely. I felt better immediately. From next day onwards, I stopped worrying so much about the result and stopped berating myself as the cause. Started focusing on action items and soon brought the project into a deliverable state.

Needless to say, although this project was not HIGHLY successful, I am happy to say that we did deliver the project to our business. They were, indeed, happy to see the application working well 90% of the time and mapped to all their needs (along with the few errors they were seeing!!!).

So, in the end, it did end well

Cindy – post this conversation with you, I realized why everyone thought you were such a good leader. It taught me a lesson that we should support our teams not just in wins but also in failures – motivate them to do better. No wonder, you have reached this high in this organization. I am very fortunate to be working with you. Thank you for guiding and supporting me through this tough time. I will never forget this….

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Amsterdam Diary

Here I am, sitting at the Schiphol terminal, Amsterdam waiting for my connecting flight to Minneapolis (MNPLS or MPLS). It had been a while since I had travelled out of the country. May be I had forgotten or may be, age has caught up with me, every bone in my body aches after the flights from Bangalore to Dubai (4 hours) and Dubai to Amsterdam (7 hours) - not to mention the 4 hours wait time at Dubai :(

While Dubai airport becons one to shop, shop and shop (Dubai duty free is a huge shopping experience right at the Dubai airport - I am planning to check this out on my way back !!!)

Upon my arrival at Amsterdam airport, first thing that greeted me were bunches and bunches of Tulips. I forgot that the famous Rekha-Bacchan song - Dekha ek khwab to yeh silsile hue - was shot here...

The airport in itself is HUGE - as all international airports. However, this one represents the country's culture far better. The blue ceramics for which Holland is famous for is on sale at the airport - however a small pair of shoes or key chain costs 3 or 4 Euros.

As usual, my Indian Mentality automatically kicked in... I started converting 1 euro = x INR - OMG !!! that's huge money. Let me not buy anything here.... So, although I was attracted to some very neat pieces of blue ceramics and lindt chocolates, I did not buy any of them... so much for being an Indian.

Will i ever stop converting, stop thinking about money and just buy whatever I want? Without thinking of the money I am going to spend... ???

Dubai Diary

I landed at Dubai International Airport at 11.30 Indian time (9 p.m. local time)


I see Dubai with a mix of fear, apprehension, and awe - fear because I have read and heard stories of what happens to people who get caught in the wrong side of law - the punishment is gruesome.

Apprehension - my first time here and the airport is huge with more than 260 gates. Takes a long time to go from one gate to the other... Will I get lost? Will I find my connecting flight to Amsterdam? As it is, the kingfisher flight to Dubai was late by 1 hour 5 mins.

Awe because the airport is such. It is immensely clean, provides great facilities to a traveler (including free wi-fi connectivity) and shopping kiosks... :D

Luckily, as I was heading out of the aircraft, I saw this bespectacled person walking beside me. I asked him if he were bound for Amsterdam. He said yes and he would go all the way to MPLS. I was glad - i had company. If not for anything, at least to find gates and terminals and not get lost.!!!

Terribly tired and out of sleep... Missing my home, my bed and the kids. Each time, I hug Aditi and sleep - and once both of them are sound asleep, I wake up, hug and kiss them, say "I love you" to both before hitting the bed...

Sigh....

Friday, June 18, 2010

Aditi started school

And I am a happy mother !!!

Yes, Aditi has joined Play Group at Euro Kids. I am particularly happy with this branch of Euro Kids. They really have very good teachers, they take care of the kids and kids really stop crying within 2-3 days.

I have seen this with both my kids - they have just liked going to Euro Kids.

First two days, I had to go with her, stay with her through the 1 hour and then get her back home. She was comfortable because amma was with her.

Third day, she was not aware that I would drop her at the gate and go back. Once she realized this, she started howling and did not stop howling till i picked her up.

Fourty day - she was much better. She pretended to cry till she was at her class' threshold. And then curiousity took over. She had stopped crying and had started observing her surroundings.

Fifth day - she was cool as cucumber. Took her bag, went in without kicking any fuss....

Sigh... she is growing up each day... and I am growing old each day!!! LoL :)