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Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Birth of a balance sheet-experiences-A reflection over a decade

My tenth Annual Report(and 34 th meeet with the auditors, taking the quarterly reviews into account and leaving the lfar deliberations out of the count) , the last before retirement, has been successfully completed.

There were as usual scenes, tempers running wild and the need to play hot and cool all the time, never leaving focus on the ultimate Goal of being prepared in time for the Board meet.

There were issues , some of which requiring really deep attention and some of them never required to be considered at all , but all the same we are required to be on our toes to give the level of comfort desired by the auditors and their team.

There were equally issues concerning other departments which required varying degrees of attention and by and large all departments and the staff have risen to the occasion to ensure that the journey towards the goal is not faltered .However there were exceptions too and nothing could be done to bring them to realisation.

As i used to remark the pain of a mother while delivering the baby can atbest be felt only by another mother and any other person near by could possibly be only silent witnesses and however much they try they could not comprehend the intensity of pain.HAVING SAID THAT IT IS EQUALLY TRUE THAT THE JOY OF THE MOTHER WHO HAS DELIVERED THE BABY HALE AND HEALTHY again can be felt only by her or another mother in same stature and every other person near by can only participate in joy, but can not go thru the same intensity of joy perse.

Yes .I have experienced intense pain and have also gone thru immense joy when ever a balance sheet is finalised.The fact that i took upon it with out any choice but due to sheer quirk of events(call it destiny) did not in any way undermine the sincerity and passion with which i applied my self to the job.

Possibly any one could have done the same job, and possibly in better style.STILL THERE IS AN INNER SATISFACTION, THAT WITHIN MY OWN LIMITATIONS I HAVE DONE WHAT IS POSSIBLE AND GOOD FOR THE ORGANISATION to the best of my ability and true to my conscience.

And in this long journey lasting over a decade, friendship , invaluable on many counts ,with quite a few individuals ,who made a difference to the manner in which my perception about life has changed , has been developed.At the end of the day it is this friendship which matters a lot.

And ofcourse there are other positive features too. The grit and determination to fight all odds and to complete the work in time,the ability to understand the games that people play when they are in power or close to power, the quickness to understand the intensity of issues and to arrive a t a possible solution,the need to cultivate a warm working atmosphere and to be a role model for the successors to emulate, to point out with out fear mistakes(with out bias only to bring about an improvement) , to applaud when a person has delivered the goods with out trying to take credit for the same and sos on and so forth. The list is endless. In short the department has made me more perfect at this p[oint of time as compared to what i was when i entered the department a decade back.

During this journey there were bouquets as well as brick bats. But i have maintained my general balance for i knew that waht i do and i also knew i have never faultered my conscience.

At this time i must recall some of the wonderful collegues who made it possible for me to run the show with possible ease.

They are
JANARDHANREDDY,RUKMINI SRIKANT, MR PRABAKARAN,SARADAVANI,PARAMESWARAN,P.S.NATARAJAN,T.V.RAMANI ,RAJAGOPAL&RAMESH,MR PARTHA SARATHY(THERE IS NOTHING SPECIFIC ABOUT THE ORDER IN WHICH NAMES ARE LISTED.ALL OF THEM HAVE STOOD SHOULDER TO SHOULDER),.There are other collegues who have contributed in their own way (MR KRISHNAMURTHY in taking care of auditor''s requirements) and MR Raja (in extending all possible assistance in records maintenance and the retriaval there of).It is time to record my appreciation to each of them.

And of course series of DGMs and GMs WHO TOLERATED ME AND MY MOODS and still enabled me to perform what all i could perform.

Last but not the least some of the auditors who were instantly warm, helpful and prepared to address the issues for solUtions rather thAn for fault finding.(names not specified for obvious reasons)

THREE CHEERS TO EACH ONE OF THEM,
ONE FOR THE PAST
ONE FOR THE PRESENT
ONE FOR THE FUTURE

2 comments:

  1. I thought it fit to reproduce the contents of email from my son received just on the night of 29th (when i was literally experiencing the labour pain) and the mail assured me that there are emphathtic persons in and around me silently praying for my success.

    WHAT ELSE CAN ONE LOOK FORWARD TO IN THIS WORLD OF UNCERTAINTIES.LOVE AFFECTION AND KIDNESS ALWAYS DO WONDERS BEYOND DESCRIPTION.
    THANKS MY DEAR SON AND MY FEMALE COMRADES WHO INSTANTLY RESPONDED (R&V)
    Friday, April 29, 2011An Email to my Father:
    The italicised lines (and words) below are changes that have been made to the email that I actually sent to my dad: grammaticality was one of the reasons for the edit.

    "Hello appa,


    I wanted to write a post rather than a short email but for some weird reason the words don't seem to be in queue today. [...] It seems like it was yesterday you returned from Hong Kong and ten years have passed. And what a glorious decade, despite the tribulations, it has been! :) Now it is time for a final push, one more balance sheet, a last stand before an extremely distinguished goodbye.


    Apparently - and Sathiya used to keep quoting this - "a strong man stands for himself; and a stronger man stands for others." I guess the quote would befit you in your professional capacity best, irrespective of whether it would elsewhere. It is in the last ten years, with my my having been in an age of increasing consciousness and realisation , that I have realised what it takes to be you, what makes you click and what has made you neither shirk the smallest responsibility nor nor exude the slightest trace of dispensability though each would have been justified given the lynchpin you have been.


    I have never read the Gita. But for me Rudyard Kipling's If - a poem which I am sure you have heard (of) - is a mini Bhagvad Gita. When I was a undergoing separation, different lines in that poem helped me at different times. And when I think of what you have done [...] , not only as a professional but also as one with a conscience and heart, carrying your team with you, I am reminded of the lines I have highlighted in boldface below (and I have copied the entire poem for you):


    "If you can keep your head when all about you
    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
    If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
    But make allowance for their doubting too;
    If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
    Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,
    Or, being hated, don't give way to hating,
    And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;


    If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
    If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
    If you can meet with triumph and disaster
    And treat those two imposters just the same;
    If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
    Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
    And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;


    If you can make one heap of all your winnings
    And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
    And lose, and start again at your beginnings
    And never breath a word about your loss;
    If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
    To serve your turn long after they are gone,
    And so hold on when there is nothing in you
    Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";


    If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
    Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
    If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
    If all men count with you, but none too much;
    If you can fill the unforgiving minute
    With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
    Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
    And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!" - Rudyard Kipling


    Proud of you dad, as always; and proud to be your son(friend)! :)


    All the best for the final yards. I am sure despite the pressure there will be a touch of sadness. But I am sure you'll be fine!


    Love


    Prasan"

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  2. A proud, proud moment indeed, pa :) Salute to you and your colleagues - present and past :)

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