Posted in Extras

What must a boss be like?

I am sorry I have to blog too much from the past, digging up from my memories that are over a quarter century old now. But can’t help sharing this. These couple of stories in recent past are too personal. I just thought its okay to share them now in public space.

I got orphaned before I got married. Right before my marriage, I was the only one female working in an otherwise all-male department of 31 guys including managers, officers and clerks. Of course, I was the youngest. Nobody had a clue about me, but news somehow leaked about my family situation in the department.

My manager when I got engaged, was Mr. Sanan from north. I am using actual names here. One day my would-be hubby came to my office for the first time by evening to pick me up. Our marriage was scheduled in 3 months’time. The guys in my dept got curious. They even went and reported the matter to my manager who called me aside. Told me, I was a good girl and he was concerned about me going out with a guy given my family situation! Was he safe to be with?! It was the first time he showed me that he cared. I assured him I was officially engaged.

I invited both my DGM Mr Markandeyan and my AGM Mr Ganapathy to my wedding. Both were on the verge of retirement. Mr Ganapathy would be very tenderly to me, often stopping at my table to have a word. He would laugh and tell me not to get married too soon and that I had a great future in the bank. He said I had a great potential and that I should not opt for domesticity like so many other women did. To this day this man who expressed his open liking for me forgetting his hierarchy has a special place in my heart. He is no more now. My working career, as after all a clerk of lowest rank, was very brief.

My DGM Mr Markandeyan surprised me saying that his own daughter was getting married the very same day as me. Like mine, her wedding reception was to be the previous evening. But he assured me that he would come. I had no hope.

Both these elderly gentlemen used to be very kind to me. I think they knew about me from the start.

On the evening previous to my wedding day, I was surprised and enormously happy to see my DGM and AGM walking in together for my wedding reception. My entire department of 31 guys were present for the girl who had no parents. My DGM who was a very high ranking official, missed his own daughter’s wedding reception for a few important hours that evening to attend mine. He stayed for a very long time like over one hour. He had dinner with the staff. Until today his kindness is something I can never forget. These are the kind of people who have finetuned me lifelong. I am gifted to have had these gems in my life. The next morning my department staff attended his daughter’s wedding which was a very grand event.

We see how people hire and fire so easily without a second thought in modern scenario. But the bosses I had for such a short time of my life in my very brief career were superhuman by today’s standards. My department guys too were very respectful. Normally talkative, I however used to maintain my distance with them at work not mixing at all with the crowd. But they showed their care and affection for me when all of them turned up for me to be by my side like my parents’ side relative. My only direct blood relative was/is my younger sister. Very few close relatives. The short span of my career therefore is still unforgettable for me. I cleared CAIIB part 1 & 2 exams in that short time as per my AGM’s wish. He wanted me to write the officers’ exams on completing my 26th year when I would get eligibility. I said a polite no to him telling him that I wanted a family that I did not have. He reluctantly agreed.

Men like my DGM and AGM were old school. They don’t come like that any more. Even my manager Mr Sanan. Like a fatherly figure to me.

I left my job in 1996. Long, long back. So I have NO idea of work culture from the millennia, or even from before that. In those days in our working atmosphere, we were like a family. IT revolution changed everything. My friends/ex colleagues say I can never fit into present working environs.

Posted in Political

Doge vs Goat loans of India.

This is from my bank days. Ours was a private one owned by 7 other banks, largest among them being a nationalized one holding majority stake. Other 6 banks were private banks. This was before 1992-93 when banking reforms were signed between bank staff associations and the central govt. I am not clear about the present day scenario as I left my service over a quarter century back. We were then seeing the last of manual banking days as ATMs were beginning to be installed. In 1993, I got my first computer training for bank employees in Bangalore to acquaint us with computerization. A huge computer department came up in my HQ. I recall the monochrome PCs and our own typewriters being replaced with electronic Brother machines in all departments. Yet we were still doing only core banking: BORROWING AND LENDING. Debit/credit cards were issued by very few banks – mostly by the international ones. Slowly we were diversifying. Took India 8 more years upto the millennium to add bill payment, car/housing loans, insurance etc., to banking, and for cards to become huge.

Most of the international banks in India have now closed down unable to compete with the Indian banks that can give any of them a run for their money – be it when it comes to quality of banking staff or operations.

But up until at least the early 90s, nationalized banks in India and even private sector banks mandatorily had to run rural branches even if at a loss. Ours ran many. Since I was attached with Advances, I got a picture of these things. Rural advances were for those like goat loans, for buying pesticides and fertilizers (for farmers) etc., and for rural artisans such as weavers for instance to procure fabrics, threads etc. The biggest among them would be a rare tractor loan or a borewell loan. Branches had limited discretion. Mostly branches dealt with them. We used to get the summary (monthly reports) only as the sums advanced were paltry. Recall this branch from near Salem in Tamil Nadu – this rural branch had only villagers coming in for goat loans etc. To fit their convenience, even the branch followed staggered timings up until evening 8. It made a total loss. It still had a manager, an accountant and a clerk! It was a total waste. So many branches worked this way all across India – many many thousands. There was never the profit motive. It was only to serve the rural population and to reach into the most inhospitable terrains. We used to tease the officers posted there for their ‘punishment transfers!’ Once in their service time, every bank officer had to mandatorily work for at least 3 years in a most backward rural branch. So many, many rural outposts with no paved roads. In some pickets, electricity would be erratic. Yet the branches functioned. They still do under nationalized banks. The motto was ‘service to rural India.’

In 1992-93, banking reforms were signed in. It is at this stage that the NPAs (the non performing assets) started getting classified. Recovery cells/departments were formed for the first time to pursue matters even legally if situation warranted. Earlier, rural loans used to be written off when monsoons failed given the dismal economic background of the small village borrowers. The borrowers were mostly marginal farmers working on leased plots. If you would press them for recovery, they would even commit suicide. They were in very bad shape. Too poor and distressed. Still from 1993, reminders would go to the rural branches strictly advising them on recovery. Once I saw a very poor farmer in dhoti and without a shirt, walking into our department asking for waiver of his goat loan. He had traveled hundreds of kilometers using what little money he had for buying his bus tickets. I am conditioned by these sights and real life stories fortunately or unfortunately. Banks, instead of writing them off, started rephrasing their loans asking them to pay up in installments. There were instances when even legal notices were served on the illiterate farmers. Goats could get seized (!) for non repayment of loans with due interests thereoff!

Whereas I was also witness to how huge, huge credits were just like that disbursed without board approval when it was ‘suitable’ for the bank. Suppose the urban branch manager had no discretion, and the limit exceeded his powers, still if the party was influential enough, the higherups in Advances would quietly sanction every loan and then apply to the board for ratification. I have seen this with my own eyes and my blood would boil. Huge credits turning into bad loans also happened. Defaulters were still trusted. And after a point, writing off also happened without board approval. What is the board for except for ratifying misuse of powers. But the rural poor were pounded for repayment. I was too young then yet I was painfully aware of this unfair system. My colleagues/friends would ask me not to get sentimental about my job – but I could hardly be like them. Its good I left my service.

When I see Doge in America and their war cry to cut govt expenses, I am still reminded of the selfless services rendered by nationalized banks of India and even our railways, running the show for just a handful of people at times in remotest corners of the country, even incurring huge losses in the process. They say India is third world, but I have come to respect more and more our values and sense of social justice. The sense of inclusion you see in India in every sphere of life can be amazing. A first world nation like America wants to curtail government expenses. What an irony of situations!

Now in this digital era, I am so elated that the same rural India has villagers with barcodes (!) and UPI payment apps in their smart phones! You can buy a plate of samosas for snacking from a hawker and the barcode could be printed just on his push cart! Once on a highway I had tender coconut stopping our car. The coconut seller was from a nearby village. He had printed his barcode on the tree under which he was selling tender coconut! Its got that much easy to transact and do business with villagers these days. Increasingly going paperless also. But I am sure rural branches of our nationalized banks continue to serve the very distant pockets of India where loans for agriculture and loans to rural artisans who practise their trades from villages are very important. We are two entirely different nations: America and India. All these social indicators point to why India is not as developed as America. India is a welfare economy that puts the interests of the masses first over anything. Private profit is still secondary to us. Indian economy is mixed economy with both private and public sector participation in equal measures.

Lastly, kudos to Indian railways whose network covers the last outpost in every nook and corner of the country. They have got every square centimeter of the national geography covered and service the loss making areas without profit motive.

Posted in Economic

Why I changed my mind on Amazon and Swiggy.

In Middle east where we are based, I was struck with a very severe viral fever when I ran a temperature of 108 F for a continuous 10 day period. I needed at least two IV injections. Even so, my temperature would be back within 2 hours. I don’t know where I picked up this virus early this year = whether from mall or from our walking in the parks. Later I was told that most of the residents had received a vaccination for this mysterious virus that I didn’t. Many were falling sick and some required hospitalization.

In this period I was asked to have ORS for regaining my lost strength, being a vegetarian. My problem is that I am borderline diabetic. I am not on any pill but I am not supposed to take direct sugar as much as possible = and that too something equal to glucose. I try to keep control by adopting lifestyle changes. Sugarfree ORS was not available over the counter or by order anywhere in Middle East. I was forced to have the ORS with sugar pumped in in generous millies ! The doctor who attended me told me that ORS sugarfree possibly was available in India. Market in India is vast that there is nothing that is not available. I made a mental note to get it during my next home visit.

I asked for sugarfree ORS in pharmacies but nobody had it including the Apollo. There I placed my order, just in case, because they normally source it from others if they don’t stock it. The pharmacist told me only the tetrapacks of 100 ml were available. ORS tetrapack sounded funny even if priced at 45 bucks one pack. Again, you cannot take liquids abroad beyond 1 liter by air. The tetrapacks came in handy whenever I came home from a harsh sun, chilled in my fridge.

During this visit I searched the Amazon and was surprised as well as shocked to note that a whole long list of sugarfree ORS is available as sachets to be dissolved in a glass of water – just the like the sugared ORS sachets I found in Doha. More than delighted. We don’t take the Glucon D kind of thing regularly but when we feel extremely week after travel etc., drained of our energies, this can come in handy.

I don’t regularly order food from Swiggy but their Instamart definitely benefits me. Even the quality of vegetables and fruits is good. Within 10 to 20 minutes maximum on order, I get the subji. We can order the veggies after turning on the gas stove! Living in a polluted metro like Chennai which is also dug up entirely for Metrorail expansion plans facing the wrath of the monsoons at the same time, Instamart is a godsend with quickest service time. For working couples, it can’t get better.

Ten to fifteen years back, I used to order kurtis (rarely) online from those like Jabong. My books were ordered from Flipkart. Flipkart sold out to Walmart. Myntra is owned by Flipkart. Jabong sold out to Myntra. Why should these desis sell out to Amazon and Walmart and bow out. They make a quick profit and then they make a beeline for exit. Big global brand thrive on REINVESTMENT, not on selling the business once you make a landfall. Ploughing back of profits into the trade is the business mantra that our Indian entrepreneurs fail to grasp.

Compared to Ola I have also felt that Uber has better discipline and working ethics. Learn what is best from others.

I have reached the age where comfort and service matter to me most for which I am willing to pay the right price. If the Indian service providers fall short of standards, it is their problem.

Tata’s used to be grotesque car 15-20 years back. But both Tata and Mahindra upgraded themselves and they are the fastest selling India=made sedans and suvs in India today that are also being exported. Their steel and safety features have earned them 5 star rating.

https://www.acko.com/car-guide/safest-cars-in-india/

At least 5 of the top 10 safest cars in India are now India made.

I also notice that Amazon sources its supplies from numerous small sellers and traders. India Mart is there as well but here, you have to bulk-order. India Mart is mostly for wholesalers. Amazon allows for lowest unit of order.

Would rather put my faith and trust on Amazon and Walmart than on Ambani and Adani!