Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 21, 2020

Working deep in the mines

Nowadays the majority of my working hours are in discussions, either passively listening or taking notes or explaining or negotiating things.

With the remote working nature, even the simplest discussions and interactions need to go through elaborate chaos of noise, dropped calls, and overlapping voices. Oh I almost forgot the great villians: Echo and Delay.

Also, it seems like everyone is almost always in discussions/meetings, so its hard to have quick drawing-on-the-board discussions or idea generations over a cup of tea.

I find the impacts to be mainly on topics which require convincing people, sending subtle reassuring messages using body language, and generally to capture everyone's attention. The people you want to convince are either busy doing something else when you are carefully articulated sentences are pronounced, or they have connection problems or worse they misunderstood your voice modulations.

Also working from home, with a small kid and spouse also employed, meetings sometimes become a nuisance as it disrupts the family ceremonies like lunch,dinner and conversations. This is also partly due to the lack of any fixed start or end timelines for a working day. At least when we used to commute to office, one could just be away from the seat ( be it sipping tea, or at restroom, taking a call, puff or even gone home for the day ), and others would let you be unless its urgent. Now, all this happens through meetings, especially with colleagues of different geographic regions competing to fit the schedules into those of others.

My son who has just started speaking already has words like Appa Amma Meeting, Aptop ( laptop ) in his vocabulary and imitates me typing with headphones on, sipping green tea.

With no boundaries between office life and personal life, there is no space for social life either. And there is nothing to blame the office life for that since the virus takes the primary blame for it anyway.

Now with all this chaos around us, when work requires one to think deeply and extract its gems, there is an interesting condition. When one is able to sink oneself into the deep workings of the mind, making connections, all the din outside fades away, replaced by quiet neurons at work. But as always the deep work sessions last but for a few minutes. Many a times the deep sessions happen by themselves like at loo or while doing something else which require mechanical repetitive actions. Also the time just before sleep invades at night and just before sleep retreats in the morning brings along with it various insights which enhance or correct the previous day's deep thoughts.

The meditative state of the mind is so satisfying and enriching that one yearns to keep going back there and it requires significant investment in isolation and time. So naturally, it keeps many shallow tasks aside, which requires others around you to pick them up or if it suits, they'll just wait for you to get back to it.

Wednesday, December 03, 2014

waking up on the battle field

I opened my eyes to the sharp twang of bowstrings, and suddenly the scene before me started becoming more clear.

I could clearly make out one of our archers putting all his life into ensuring that every arrow flew as far as they were meant to, and the speed at which he was losing the shafts meant he was panicking.

This didn't feel good, and I couldn't see how many more archers made up the line. They needed to relax if they were to be effective, and I wondered which moron was the commander around here. I wished I could just walk out and get them in shape.

Its when I tried to move that the searing pain cut my vision again. I was just summoning my strength to stand up, when something braced my face with a heavy whizzing sound .I knew it was an arrow, and it indeed was.

A black coated shaft with silver feathers and tough metal. A fine shaft indeed and I couldn't help appreciate how many hours of art would have crafted such a wonder. A shame if they were being wasted upon corpses and random trees.

On closely examining the shaft, I could see that it had pierced the shield kept inside the tent, and the blade was still intact. The moment of admiration passed when I identified the marks of our enemy. My heart pumped hard. The enemy archers were hitting the camps and with such fine arrows, and our foot soldiers won't stand a chance against an onslaught.

It was time for a retreat. I looked around for my commander, but couldn't find him anywhere

*********

I open my eyes to the constant tip-tap noises, and suddenly the scene before me started becoming more clear.

I could clearly make out one of our pals putting all his life into typing a mail and ensure that no one can reply to it in another day, and the speed at which he was mis-typing meant there was a release today.

This didn't feel good, and I couldn't see how many more coders made up the office space. They needed to relax if they were to be effective, and I wondered which moron was the supervisor around here. I wished I could just walk out and get them laid off.

Its when I tried to read my mails that the searing pain cut my vision again. I was just summoning my strength to send a reply, when a notification blinked on a screen with a screeching sound. I knew it was an issue mail, and indeed it was.

A mean and nasty one with enough logs. A fine mail indeed and I couldn't help appreciate how many hours of composing would have crafted such a wonder. A shame if they were being wasted upon non-existing defects and random teams.

On closely examining the mail, I could see that it had found some real defects and it had more logs. The moment of admiration passed when I identified the marks of a customer issue. My heart pumped hard. The testers were hitting the teams with such fine mails,  and our developers won't stand a chance against an onslaught.

 It was time for going Out of Office. I looked around for my manager, but couldn't find him anywhere.

Friday, September 27, 2013

friday afternoon

back in seat after a sumptuous meal from the canteen( wouldn't have believed myself saying this a couple of months ago), the mind seeks music to douse the drowsiness and to set the rhythm for the post-lunch work.

My mind immediately puts forwards its suggestions and craves for particular tracks. The hands operate the keyboard and eyes scan the screen to find these tracks frantically as the mind puts all its weight on the eyelids. But on my office laptop, none are to be found. The mind won't take no for answer and continues to drift across.

On receiving the alarm signals from co-workers, the brain decides to push one time and comes out with an answer - Grooveshark. The free online music service is a messiah to people like me. They cover our a**** when we are in dire need for quality music in a places we don't find it. Though Grooveshark's policies on its mobile versions didn't quite entice me, I love it for filling the gap that the absence of my personal laptop and pocket hard disk causes during work hours.

I load up my favourite tracks and decide I have heard too much of them recently. Buffalo Soldier by Bob Marley is the track that wins the lot this time and under its cover, I am writing now.
As the playlist randomly plays through Sweet Child O Mine, Hoshwalon Ko Khabhar Kya and Elay Keechan, the mind is content and prepared to take on the loads that work offers. :-)

Happy Friday afternoon working hours :D

Sunday, May 13, 2012

yay 6th birthday

yippe yippe yay yay

my blog hits its 6th year..

thank you all readers, fans and critics..

this started off as a simple passion and grew into a big banyan tree of writings..

looking forward for further milestones

2mrw is yet another milestone, albeit of different form - 6 months in my new job :)


so many good things to look back at and more ahead..
Here is a link to the first post

Monday, June 20, 2011

Work Philosophy

When you have a choice between the easy and the difficult route, and you choose the difficult one, it is called foolishness or arrogance by the quick-guns, but the wise and perseverant call it courage or far-sightedness.

In the same way, when you know someone deserves to be punished and then you let them go, that is pure power. Nothing beats that kind of power. No king who followed the paths of Dharma alone was able to wield such power as those who used the same rules to instill respect in every heart.

Watching "Schindler's List" gave me the above idea, which has been sinking slowly into my mind for the past two days.

Also coming to my mind is an advice given by my father's elder brother when I visited him after I joined L&T. He said: "Those superiors who behave well with you even when you make mistakes are the best employees, and your best guides. Judge people by the way they treat subordinates". And I found that it is so far the best advice I received about corporate conduct. I have this rule carved in my mind: "Be strict about your work standards. But when others slip, don't curse them. Help them come to your level or go even higher. Also, never lose a chance to appreciate a good effort or to learn from someone more skilled than yourself."

And most importantly, never let the stress get to you. Do what you love and love what you do. The day you feel you are unable to do these, it is time to move on and try your luck elsewhere.

Happy working..

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Industry Experience

In the IT industry
If you are good at reasoning and analysis- you can be a backend engineer
if you have an eye for colors and intuitiveness- you can be a UI designer
if you are good at finding fault with things- you can be a tester
if you are good at making others work- you can be a team lead,
if you are good at talking- you can be a manager,
and if you are good at lying- you can be an HR,
but if you are dumb and argumentative- you can be a good client.

- my experiences and my view

Monday, January 17, 2011

Quit Notice

That's it. I need to do justice to my merit and hard working nature. I am quitting. There is no point in toiling on sub standard stuff, for peanuts and shit like treatment.

Just counting down to the perfect timing.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Fox

The end of the year is approaching, and I am waiting to pack my bags and go home. My camera and some plans are awaiting me there. Also, it has been nearly two months since I went home last.

But work, unexpectedly is threatening my plans. Even though I have insulated my self from heavy responsibilities, unrealistic and unexpected decisions by people in higher echelons are slowly wiping my slate clean.

I am just hoping to pull off my plans with minimum collateral damage,and maximum impact.

"Wily foxes in your own pack can be a double edged sword. So beware."

PS: Searching for 'fox' images in google gave lots of 'fox'y images..

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Saturday Office

Yuggh!

Today is a Saturday and I am in office.
Thanks to BJP's Bharat Bandh, Monday was a holiday and to compensate we have to work today.

Though the Bharat Bandh had saved me a leave while I had gone to my native place, working on Saturday has become more cumbersome than I had expected.

Though I had known that I had to wake up as usual and come to office in the morning, I had not set the alarm, and woke up at 8.35am. FYI the last buses for office are at 9.10am.
Then somehow I got ready and reached the bus stop at 9, to find other IT employees waiting for the bus. I came to know that not even a single bus had passed by for half an hour.
It seemed that even the KSRTC had forgotten that these few souls had to report to office in time on a Saturday as well.

Anyway, a nice friend came by and gave me a ride to office. Thanks to her I was saved from the infinite wait for the royal transport of Tipu.

Entering into the office, a wave a sleep hit me hard and I was almost crawling to my seat. Colleagues even started inquiring about my health, upon which I cursed the BJP.
After dumping myself on my seat, I found out that the task I was supposed to do today, has not been approved yet. So, no work, fully sleepy, and with half the office empty, this promises to be a excruciatingly slow and painful Saturday.

Adios