Showing posts with label Personal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Personal. Show all posts

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Phire se wahi khoofnaak khawab


Aaj raat aachanak meri neend toti.
Maine koyee khawb deekha tha shaayad.
Kaafi khoofnaak khawaab tha woh.
Me abhi taak kaamp raha hoon.

Thand se mere chehray pe laal daag pad gaye ,
Neend aayse toothi,
Ki neend door door tak kahin nazar nahi aa rahi.

Aaysa kyon hua, ki mein aaj phir,
kayee saalon ke baad aapne ghar gaya tha.
25 saal ke baad.
Bahut lamba aarsa hau gaya.

Par haalat abhi bhi waayse he thay.
Mein aur mere gharwaale
jaan bacha ke baagh rahe the.
Farak itna tha,
ki aabh jis gaadi mein hum baagh rahe the,
woh meri naayi gaadi thi,
aur jau laug mere saath baagh rahe the,
woh bhi wohi thay, jau aab meri zindagi mein hai.

Log badlay, gaadi badli, waqt baadla,
Par haalat abhi taak nahi badley
Mere jazbaat abhi taak nahi badley!

Woh khauf ka mahool abhi tak whi hai.
Woh jung woh fasaad, abhi tak wahi hai.

Aaj kal suna hai, bahut saylaani wahan jate hai,
Jaanat ka naazara hai, woh batlayte hai.
Par hum ne issay kabhi aaysa nahi paaya hai.
Hum ne tau aapna sab kuch wahi gavaya hai.

Patthar ke khuda, Patthae ke sanam,
Patthar ke insaan paye hai.
Tum sahar e mahaubbat kahtey hau,
Hum jaan bacha ke aaye hai.
Aur haar baar jaan bacha kay he aate aaye hai.

12th June, 2014 04:30am


 

On Women's Day



Dad, is there a need to celebrate women-hood?

My darling daughter - Yes and No both.

Yes, as I would want you to celebrate yourself, and anything and everything related to you,
the same way as I would like to celebrate myself, and anything and everything related to me.

You are unique and so is everyone else. And I want you to celebrate this uniqueness.
How you are, how you look, how you think, how you feel - celebrate all of it.
Celebrate both your femininity and you masculinity. Not one at the cost of other.

I also don't want you to celebrate yourself in contrast to anybody else.
I don't want you to celebrate being a free daughter, an empowered wife or loving mother.
All these are tags in relation to the other.

I want you to celebrate who you are, independent of the other.
To feel free irrespective of the other.
That in true sense is equality.
You are in no way less than any man or woman.
Nor are you in any way more than any man or woman.
You are you - Unique.
Celebrate that my Love.
And you don't need a special day to do so.
Do it everyday, every minute, every moment of you life!

March 9, 2014 at 1:00pm
 

Appearance do makes a difference



Recently I have been visiting a local hospital to get some physiotherapy done on my ankle.

I noticed, there is a security guard at the entrance who checks people who come in.
He does frisking and uses a metal detector both.
Interestingly I saw him using different protocol for different people.

I have seen him frisk people - mostly poor local people of the area as well as use the metal detector on them. I usually used to visit the hospital directly after my office and he used to use only the metal detector on me.


I did not notice this preferential treatment I was being given till one day I visited the hospital on a weekend. Being a weekend, I was very casually dressed, rather shabbily dressed. And when I reached the hospital, the security guy used the complete protocol - frisking and metal detector. When he frisked me, that is when I realized the difference.


I walked in smiling to myself and wondering how our biases are deeply ingrained in our society. A security guard - due to whatever reasons, has learnt that there is a class difference who need to be treated differently. I am not sure if he himself is aware of his own behavioral pattern. I also began to realize how there would be / are so many people in various roles and positions in organizations and society in general, who live these biases unconsciously.


I was also left wondering, what it would be doing to the receivers of these biases. For me, being frisked was an interesting amusing discovery. Am not too sure if the impact on the poor people, for whom this would be a norm, this would be as interesting or amusing. Maybe they are oblivious to this bias or they won't be minding it, since it is a part of their existential reality.


Other day, I was visiting the hospital again after my office. And this time I had my driver with me and he drove me right up to the porch of the hospital. The security guard saw me getting of the car. And guess what happened to the security protocol - no frisking, no metal detector!

May 29, 2013 at 10:06pm

Saturday, March 2, 2013

It is never too late to Dream




Typically there are two schools of thought that are prevalent when youngsters are planning their careers.  One is to follow the bandwagon: Enroll in the course which is most happening (read - which most people follow), be it Engineering in Computers/Electronics, MBA, MCA or whatever and get into the best companies (read, Infosys, TCS, and Wipro if you are in software or the likes in Banking, Electronics or FMCG). This is what is typically also called as the Rat Race.

The other school of thought is to follow your dreams. But hardly anybody takes this route. It’s not the typical reasons like parental or societal pressures that completely explain why. The main reason why people take the beaten path is because they do not have a dream to follow. The educational and societal system we have, hardly allows students to have a dream, let alone follow it. Right from school one thing that is forced into every student is compliance. Follow what the teacher has to say, follow the school/class curriculum, follow the tuitions like everybody else does, follow the coaching classes for entrance exam and the list is endless. This hardly leaves any mind space for youngsters to identify their potential and have a dream.

When I was in my school, I was of the kind, who wanted to follow his dreams. However, the biggest challenge for me was to figure out what my dream was. I could never really figure that out.
And before I could, I was already in the rat race. I joined engineering in electronics and communication since my father wanted me to.
However being of the dreamer kind, I asked myself, now that I am here, where would I like to go from here? This question led me to have a dream: to get a job in research and development in India. I had it clear that I would not follow my friends, most of whom were planning to go for MBA. I wanted to be part of a research and development organisation and that too in India.

In mid 90’s this was a very big dream to have, since there was hardly any research and development happening in India, let alone in the field of electronics. However, I was keen to pursue my dream. This meant I had to be without a job for a few months after college. It also meant that I had to let go of lucrative jobs in big companies like Wipro, from which I had a job in a support function.
One attitude that helped me pass through that time was to be positive, hopeful and not to get trapped in anxieties that all my friends have a job and I don’t.

After waiting for a few months, I finally got a job in an organisation to work in advanced research and development in microelectronics, an absolutely unchartered field in India at that time.  I worked in research and development department for 12 years at various positions – including being a design engineer, a design lead, a team lead and finally a group manager.

By this time, I had fully lived my dream and I was getting anxious to do something different. What I was doing no longer looked like “the dream” to follow. It probably was the time for a new dream.
In my role as a design manager, people management was a big part. I got involved in many intricacies of managing the relationship with my team members as well as relationships amongst them. I found out how aspects like openness and trust played a significant role in how the team operated and in turn on the success of the project. I started developing a lot of interest in the behavioral aspects of managing people. I also worked very closely with our HR department to develop new trainings and interventions for my team. I found that this process of co-designing the workshops with HR was very rewarding. And this made me wonder, should I start pursuing this domain.

I found my interest growing in this aspect and I started to contemplate a change in my role on these lines. This, however, meant that I had to give up my established role and move to a completely new field. However, it was not easy to come out of the comfort zones to pursue a new dream – the comfort zone of a well settled job which I knew how best to do and the comfort zone of a settled family life . I could perceive the risk involved in leaving these comfort zones.

After about one difficult year of thinking and contemplation, and going against suggestions of friends and well wishers, I was ready with another dream. I wanted to move to behavioral sciences and work in the field of organisation development.

Thanks to my organisation, which was kind enough to be flexible and courageous enough to experiment, they offered me the position of organisation development consultant - without me having any formal education or experience in Human Resource.

The only human resource development experience I had was through my role as a manager of a design team.

Since almost last 3 years now, I have been responsible for the Organisation Development function of my department – which is close to 500 people. In these three years, I got my Certification as an Organisation Development Consultant from Indian Society of Applied Behavioral Sciences (ISABS), allowing me to have academic background in organisation development as well as a lot of experiential learning through the many human process labs (T-Group) that I attended.

When I look back now, I think I have been able to live my dream all over again and establish myself in this role. I have started to live and enjoy my dream. God only knows how long it will be before I start thinking about yet another dream.
I would like to summarize by saying two things:

One, I believe that it is never too late to have a dream. At any point in our career, we can develop a dream. We need to be sensitive to identify our likings, potential and preferences and have the passion to follow them. And it is possible to do so, if we don’t get trapped in the anxieties of reaching somewhere quickly or comparing ourselves with others or only aiming for social compliance.

Two, I believe that a dream need not necessarily last a lifetime. Whenever we think that our dream job is no more exciting and does not give us thrills anymore, it is time to read the signs and look out for a new dream to follow.

If we don’t do that, we would be living somebody else’s life. And if we choose to continue to run the rat race, even if we win the race, we would still end up being a rat –a rat that has lived someone else’s life.

Ameet Mattoo
Jan 2012

Monday, October 31, 2011

I hope the Nightmares stop now.

It took 21 years for me to build courage and visit it again.
21 years is a long time, a very long time. Much had changed in these 21 years. The joint family I grew up in, had disintegrated. Many of them were dead. I now had my own small family. Life had changed completely and as they say, I had moved on.


However the one thing that had not changed, were the dreams I had. Those lanes where I grew up; those people who were more family than friends, the neighborhood, my room, our lawn, my school and much more. They used to be always there. They used to haunt me. Very often and for last 21 years. Many of my friends and family members did go back and visit it. I had heard stories of disappointment. How things were no more the same. I had seen pictures. Still the new picture never set in. My dreams continued to be from the past.


Many people told me to visit once. They said it is Important to close the loop of emotional disconnect. Somehow I was fearful. Wasn't sure if I could handle the loss in my face. The loss of a childhood, place where I grew up, place which was once my home. Place were my mom used to be there - always to help. Place were my brothers and I used to play. Place were my uncle and I used to fight and play. Place were all my friends were left back.
And now today, none of that was going to be there.


And, It was just a matter of chance that i landed there last month - for just a few hours.


I just wanted to give it all a miss and just drive past.My friend, however coaxed me to visit my home. And after a lot of anxious thoughts, i did.


And i was there, right outside what used to be my home, my world – and in my mind, it was just a few years ago. The place however looked so alien yet so close.It was not a picture from the past. The past needed to be really dug out from it.I could recognize my room from outside. With the burnt windows still smelling of the wonderful past.I found myself searching for the cherry tree i used to climb on and the lawn where i used to play. All had gone.It was now replaced by a concrete courtyard. Looked like the past was sealed under the mortar.And the industrial feel of the place made sure no familial touch remained.
The neighborhood looked familiar, however I could not find any known face around.
It was getting dark and my friend told me, it was the time to leave.I did not want to.I wanted to look more. In hope of finding something familiar.But I wasn’t sure what I was looking for.I wasn't even sure of my own emotions. I was quite perplexed.

And decided to leave. With no desire to come back again.
Am not sure if the emotional disconnect has been resolved or it had become further complicated. My only hope is that the Nightmares stop now so that I can really move on.

- Aug 2011
About my visit to my hometown – Kashmir.