Sunday, June 16, 2013

goldenjubilee year function of New English School

It’s amazing how easily we connect with the guys spanning few years ahead and behind our batches. Often the frame of reference is 'chowk' that they belonged in Govt. Colony and this spurs many memories. We met neighbor of Sunil Bartakke and talked about those tiny kids from his home that would peep outside the balcony waiting for their parents to be picked up.  Assigning a ' stone' as your representative for ration shop queue was perhaps a unique culture of our growing up.

I met 'Patade'. He was a classmate of  Ravi Deshpande' brother Rajan and that 'chowk' was known by his name. He is now a Pathologist and has his own lab. In one stroke, we wrapped up names of Uday Kodkani, Nitin Mohad, Girish Redkar, and Bindu.  I learnt Rajiv Madekar's  brother was there but we couldn't catch him. Met Raju Dhongade's sister Vasanti . I met Raju few months ago in Jakarta. Nitin Kulkarni - short guy - looked just the same -but now with salt/pepper top and spects. He brought in memories cricket buddies Milind Gunaji, Sanjay Gajare, Mukunda, Yashwant, and Kumar Halbe. Pankaj Pandit brought in realm of RSS shakha guys - Bal Dharmadhikari, Avinash Dharap, Madhav Apte, Sahstrbuddhe, Bengurwar, Kundan, Bolinjkar brothers , Tatya Gokhale . Terrific camaraderie spirit woven by sheer friendship. I would love to meet these guys.

'Kulkarni Sir'  continues to be the celebrity and cynosure  of   entire canvass of NES. He was flooded by everyone like a celebrity - a great tribute to his charisma, his approach towards teaching. His memory is still as incisive and agile as before. When 'Varsha Raje' mentions her name, he asked her whereabouts of 'Seema Raje'. He even remembers maiden and post marriage surname of almost every girl. Rao sir is still very active, flamboyant and young. He is now a sales manager of book publishing company and often travels to Nasik, Pune. We could talk about his play ' Har Mitti Mein Lal Paida hoga' and his fascination for ' Ohre tal mile nadi ke jal mein'. Deshpande Madam could recognize me staying few buildings away from her A4.  As much I was happy to meet Kulkarni Sir, it was difficult to accept the loss of Lingayat Sir. For me, he always remained buddy of Kulkarni Sir. He even came at Parle get together with him. I was delighted to meet Govinda - peon: identical in looks except his khaki attire and without some of his front teeth.  Also learnt about passing away of Manohar, Pandu. Some of us who spent good time in the corridor - as a part of punishment -stuck great rapport with Peons. I remember sharing tiffin of Manohar and being ridiculed! Pramod Gawade perhaps would remember.

Power of Facebook became evident in this meeting. Manoj Kharkhanis - became FB friend and he made sure that I circled the date in my BB. I was lucky to be in Mumbai and could snatch few hours. Thanks Sunil - just being with you makes us acquainted with so many school alumni. I was happy to meet your brother 'susheel'.  Some people just refuse to age. Varsha - you look terrific and youthful - can easily slip in   college as a student. I was happy to catch up with you. It now look so stupid that being in co-ed , boys and gals hardly had any interaction  and yet we seem to know a lot of everyone.

Traversing past 'Four Class Fortress' remembered eating those ' Green Chincha+Karvande' with mix of Chili powder and salt'. Those of us who spent hours in the play field often run towards home of Vidyadhar Joshi to quench the parched throats.  We talked NES Icons - Both students and teachers - Mhaskar -who single handedly won many Kho Kho matches, Dabholkar& Kokate - power gangs without any violence but lot of aura, Ambardekar Brothers, Alhad Kothare, and Geeta Thakur - brilliant students who continued their success. Persona  of  Khedekar, Dhamankar, Harshe, Keer, Bokil Sir and also that of  Kharvandikar and Harne sir - perhaps last teacher species with 'Dhotar and Black Topi'.

I missed out on many occasions of our batch union but am glad I could make this time. Salish has promised to share contact details of our batch mates. Hopefully, in coming months, I would catch up with some of buddies with whom I shared some crazy, wild adventures.

Saturday, August 25, 2012


BLOG is under Hibernation
due to time constraint posed by
establishment of Nipro India medical device factory
at Shirwal, Pune.

Twitter, Face book have occupied part of my
cyber space.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Who do you work for ?

Who do you work for ?
1.Do you work to help your boss to accomplish his objectives ?
2.Do you work to justify the money that you get from your organization ?
3.Do you work to enhance your skills and persona that will fetch you more money in the same or another organization ?
4.Do you work to make tangible difference around you and leave a legacy for the next generation ?
If I were to think of all the above options. It would perhaps be in the order of 3, 2, 1, 4 fitting from age group of 20's to 50's. My choice of choosing a career in medical field mainly stemmed from the fact that it gave me chance to travel, have great food and drink , rub shoulders with intelligent doctors and diligent health care workers, grow younger keeping abreast with new technology, empathize with body and emotions - a fundamental ingredient of human existence. How wonderful this journey has been ! I am as excited today as I was when I started my career learning about Ultrasound.

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Dealing with Drukard

How does one deal with a man who is drunk but not misbehaving. I sympathized with this man in Red T shirt who went on drooling with his story of 'Dhich kyaoon ' - a sound of gun from Hindi Movie. All young lass from North East coped with him as best they could. After all , he must have been regular face to this bar. He kept his ID in his front pocket but dangling strap around his beck that had print mark DRDO gave his identity. A foolish move but then again you can't blame a guy who is tipsy.

I am not familiar with the map of Hyderabad but now is the time to get one and check distance from airport to hotel. Inside Hi Tech city was like being in Singapore. Westin was luxurious. I must switch to them from Marriott.

Monday, September 26, 2011

Golden India

Saturday : In air : Frankfurt Mumbai
Some sunahara gyan from who heads gold trading of Canadian bank. India is world's biggest importer of gold. She import and consumes close to 900 tons per year and our gold import bill is next to oil. Even Dubai be around 200 tons and that too bulk of it is exported. His major customers are Zaveri Bazar, Laxmi Road. A big jewelry shop would house at least few hundred Kgs just on display. Nearly 12 banks are in the business of this trading. With price being uniform ; service, payment terms and relationship must be variables that would differentiate one trader from the other.

US interest is zero percent, stock and bond market crashing, western countries economy tottering , real estate price defeating. People who hoards the money need a place to park. No other option than gold. Result gold prices are going up and up. I kept on thinking, can this gold asset of India not be channeled in economy ? Answer lied in various gold loan schemes that are promoted.

This man who possessed golden knowledge had penchant for vodka to liqueur, after gulping few shots he snored his way to long sleep. His dangling thick gold bracelet, ring studded with diamonds and his stout physical frame reminding me of representative from Pune who shot to fame with his gold dangling.


Hotel Hassles

Sunday : Mumbai/Pune
All hotels while check in take pre -authorization yet while checking out, they again swipe the card , take a print out , ask for your signature and take another printout and fish out for an envelope to present customer his copy , in between make a call (perhaps housekeeping dept to check if all room belonging are intact). All these sequence of events don't happen in US hotels - at least in Marriott. They just swipe the card at the beginning, last day of the check out slip in the bill copy to the room and that's it. You inform them at check out and 'Bye' . In my previous visit to US, I asked the front office person and he said ' of course, we are business hotel, we don't waste time '.

At 2am, at Marriott Courtyard, Mumbai, front office was manned by just one staff and he took his time to attend to the customer till he turned out to me. I waited with mix of impatience counting the minutes of precious sleep that I would be wasting after traveling 20 hours.

Just before Hinjewadi, O hotel has a huge hoarding highlighting Pune and Goa hotels with customer care telephone number in massive digits. When I called thus number seeking information on Goa Property, pleasant sounding lady kept me hold for some time and then offered me their Goa number to get information. By afternoon, I called up Marriott Courtyard to speak to a person with whom I had talked twice. His colleague picked up the stating that his away on a meeting and offering me his mobile to call him again. I started wondering if this is the norm to ask customer call up. I was relieved when our customer care. Lady responded with ' please give me your number, I will call you again'. Both O hotel and Marriott must have spent substantial money on hoarding and training but missed out on small yet relevant responses to customers.

HP board chose another successor within a year. A company that once ranked top for ' attracting and retaining the talent' can't spot in house talent and make wrong choice every time But not bad for a person who even gets exit package after a year of bad performance


Saturday, August 13, 2011

With 'Go Air '

This was my first experience with Go Air. Flight was New Delhi - Pune. Business class was just the normal seat on the first row but with handheld i-pod, packed lunch and custom made tea. Not a bad deal when the price was better than Kingfisher. Aircraft was Airbus 320, spacious with friendly crew.

As i took to my seat, pilot arrived in with young girl - his daughter. He introduced her to flight crew and she took a seat on second row. So far so good. But when aircraft was taxing away for take-off, she was quietly ushered inside the flight cockpit with curtain briskly pulled aside and back in place in jiffy. Through acrylic glass window ahead of me, ' crew only' plate stamped on the door of the cockpit became more prominent. My fellow passenger was amused and kept protruding his neck to see how this smart and suave looking girl was invited by equally smart crew and was made to disappear behind the curtain. He had no idea about strong filial connection she enjoyed with her dad.

I was bit squirmed by this event. Is such an act permissible? What if he gets engrossed into personal chat with her contributing to momentary lapse on his job? The thought was scary and I brushed it aside as one of the unwritten perks accorded to those vested with ' special power' in Indian working conditions. But his act was unprofessional. Would pilot in Singapore airlines ever take such a liberty and risk ? I doubt. This one incident cast a blot in otherwise fine journey on Go Air.