Rohit Sharma

It’s Saturday. Mumbai is in rains. I am finally home after 4 long months of tedious work. I am trying to read through an analysis off my Executive MBA.. My mind keeps on wandering. My eyes couldn’t keep myself out of looking at the screen. I am alerted by non-stop WhatsApp notifications and frequent phone calls. Out of the habit of responding in time, I couldn’t keep myself not addressing it. I am into After-sales industry. I wonder, how does this gets inculcated in my productivity and in my own cumulative works? Will someone design an AI bot, who will logically respond to the complex uncoordinated issues that I keep getting from the field? WhatsApp has initiated one such facility. I think it’s not yet mapped enough. You require to know people in the network to address the escalation. The escalation could be of any nature. But it is possible to make a cateagory of it and simulate it in a code. Company demands faster response. A manager is a churning machine, but it is not all of it. We...

People in Mumbai are worried about the delay in the monsoon. Last year, it had already rained in the month of May. The weather was pleasant, and thus the usage of air conditioners was lower. By the middle of this month, we had already installed the number of ACs that were installed during the whole of last June. So, there is increased demand for residential ACs. No wonder, when I stepped outside today, my skin felt like it was burning. Going into the field always helps. For those of us in operations, visiting dealers and interacting with real-time escalated customers is what keeps us grounded in reality. This enables us to channel meaningful feedback back to our teams. That said, I attended a customer site today. I had no clue about the site conditions. It was located in one of Mumbai’s chawl areas. I navigated through the narrow zigzag lanes and came across a house with a floor area of 120 square feet. Going inside the house, I realised it had two storeys. But I couldn’t find where ...

In the Hindu religion, cows are revered. We pray to them for peace of mind, prosperity in life, and happiness. They have long been part of the traditional system. They were largely domesticated within Indian households. Our ancient economy was largely dependent on them. Having a cow at home was considered a source of strength. It would provide milk — one of the greatest vegetarian sources of nutritious food. It would also provide cow dung, which was used as fuel for the traditional chulha — the clay stove. Cow dung is also believed to have anti-bacterial properties, which were utilized for coating old mud houses. In fact, before any auspicious occasion, houses would often be coated with a layer of cow dung paste. Over time, cows became a source of several material benefits, and later became part of rituals and stories in the scriptures. Something that provides material benefit to humans — and in turn social stature — naturally sees its value increase. My interaction with cows has been ...

The internet is filled with contents on why doing an MBA is irrelevant nowadays, or why opting for one would suit you in career betterment, or the talk on its ROI. Having have passed 8-10 years since my graduation in engineering, I was at the edge of seeking a formal education boost. Going back to the Master’s in Engineering, or passing the flag post to a management course was all the question that rang the bell in my ear. I abated, researched and slowly inclined to do a management degree. There is only one person on Earth who knows if it is the right time to start the hunt. Only you know your time commitments after work. Sometimes, you are not ready because you have unquenched thirst of the pending travel plans. Finish them and come back to this!  I scratched the available sources of opinions. More opinions had led to more repeated contents. There were always two sides. There was always the cost. There were always the cons. There were always over-smart super successful people...

It’s the month end. During the school days, we would have waited for the final exams to end and the summer vacations to begins. A blackout of 3 months to follow, in which the child in the soul would cherish. As we dragged out of bed with half done sleep, we get ourselves stuck in the mid of a traffic. This commonality of reaching office in time remains with the school. The teachers are replaced by disciplining seniors. Different places, different experiences. They were also new-joinees someday.  It’s lunch time. We prefer to go out of the office premises and leave the building for a while. There is a solitude-adjusted place, that we have found - me and a colleague. It’s a tiny garden. There is green grass and there are few trees with a limited canopy. We depend on that limitedness and irrigate our corporate-caged soul. It isn’t that tough as it seems. Somedays are meant to feel more. We sit for a while. With a head-down over my arms, I would nap for 3-4 minutes. We leave with a lit...

Shiva is agitated. He was being woken up from his deep meditative state. After years, he mated with the gorgeous looking Parvati. It was a cosmic resonance. The pleasure was immeasurable. It went for the whole night. They made tremendous love to eachother. Shiva has got seriously engulfed by his desire. He wants Parvati again. But there is no trace of her. She is not to be found. Caught with the dillemma of future penance and emotional upheaval, she has got into hiding. Shiva is wondering in the forests, skies & oceans and calling the name of his mate. All the animals in the jungle are scared. The ash soaked body of Shiva is lightening with the fire of longing. His linga is hard and wants to be rubbed. It wants to go inside parvati. It's the month of Monsoon. Chilled air is flowing above the Earth surface. Every now and then, tumultuous clouds gather dark in the sky and hold everything at a standstill. They roar and pour heavy. There is no limit. Shiva sees no boundary. He is w...