Since the constitution came in to be we have been observing how the over hyped care and concern for the marginalized and left over has created a huge portfolio of sops of quota , reservation, concession and exemption which have been simply doled out or dished out without any well orchestrated planning to develop them to deserve it . It is a holy grail no one , executive , legislative and even judiciary even dare to touch upon as it always backfires(recently one such ruling by court of atrocity act is being reversed by Govt by ordinance). But these days another burden added to the selection process specially in the top institutes which are always revered as the center of excellence where the entrance processes are being simply tainted with a good dose of arbitrariness , randomness and caprices. We observed it in 2014 when St Stephen college, one of the most revered college in DU declared its own cut off with some riders and selected a hundred to delist half of them in the next few days with a solo quote of “regret”. No explanation , no explication just a single line communiqué “ we regret the inconvenience .We observed again it in 2018 when we saw in a recent entrance of IGDIR , the board suddenly changed the numbers of reservation with introduction a new entrant that (also after the entrance examination) and thus impacting the cut off (individual and summary both) with the new arithmetic which just caught the examinee napping in changed scenario who otherwise cleared the threshold taking by the judicious calls with proper hedge against risk of attempting any wrong answer loaded with negative marking. Now again we get shocked to see another premium institute called ISI instead of taking the entrance under the same aegis, with same question and running same curriculum of courses across its different city branches went for discriminatory cut off by compelling the applicant to go for single option rather than preferential choice which is tested and rationale norm across the universe (IITs, IIMs and so others). The very precarious situation created now where the students who after scoring higher cut off than the ISI-Kolkata , but just lower than ISI-Delhi simply gets deprived of any chance as they opted for Kolkata institute which they had to randomly (without any information to assess the risk of selecting any of two). The statistical institute suddenly forced the students to play the gamble which is simply uncalled for and unethical for any institute of education. The stake were so high that after even clearing cut off these unfortunate students (who had been forced to give undertaking for one institute of their choice) who toiled hard round the year , are feeling depressed by such ill luck. While meritocracy always respects labour rather than luck this institute just cherish the luck factor for their exam and now loves to be satisfied with a big chunk of examinee who scored less but got selected as their gamble clicked. What a crudest joke with selection process and that also from a premium institute which borrowed its reputation from the educationist like PCMahalanabish , SNBose and such others!!!
কলিকাতা চলিয়াছে নড়িতে নড়িতে – পার্থ মিশ্র
‘উবের’ ‘ওলা’ রা ধীরে ধীরে গিলে ফেলছে কলকাতার গল্প গুলো,
কলকাতার কথক ঠাকুর সাদা কালো ট্যাক্সি গুলো এখন আর ইতিহাস বয়ে বেড়ায় না।
আভিমানী হয়ে ঘুরে বেড়ায় যাত্রী ছাড়াই ।
প্রশস্ত রাজপথে তাল মেলাতে পারেনা নতুন প্রযুক্তি আর বিলাসী চলমান জীবনে ।
নিজেদের শহরে নিজেরাই ব্রাত্য , অপাঙতেয়
শীতাতপ সুদর্শন গাড়ি গুলো কোন এক অদৃশ্য অন্তরজালে নিজেকে জড়িয়ে অক্লান্ত সেবাতে প্রলুব্ধ করেছে এই প্রজন্মকে ।
নবীন যাত্রী গম্ভীর , গল্পহীন ।
আর কোন এক অদৃশ্য বিপণি শক্তিতে আজকের যাত্রা , যান আর যাত্রি সবই সুনিয়ন্ত্রিত , যেখানে পুরনো ,ঢাউসগাড়িগুলো একবারেই অবাঞ্ছিত।
অথচ……
কত না কাহিনী সে বয়ে বেডিয়েছে সারা জীবন ।
নতুন প্রেম , প্রথম বহাল নাকি শেষ যাত্রা সবেতেই তো সে ছিল কলকাতার সাথে ।
এই শহরের সাথে তার বড় হওয়া পিঠোপিঠি।
রেড রোডের গাচের ছায়ায় একটু জিরিয়ে নেওয়া ,ধর্মতলার মালসা ভরা ঘন দুধের চা । ভোরের কুমোরটুলিতে কচুরি জিলিপি।
সে এই শহরকে গড়তে দেখেছে , ভাঙতে দেখেছে ।
অশান্ত এই শহর , উত্তাল এই শহর , মিছিলে হাঁটা এই শহর , আলসেমিতে ভোগা এই শহর,
সুখ অসুখ এই শহরের সবই এত কাল বয়ে বেড়িয়েছে সে এতদিন ।
আজ তাই সে বিলাসী সুখী গাড়িগুলোকে দ্রুত গতিতে পেরিয়ে যেতে দেখে অকারণ অভিমানী ।
So many UG Mines are getting closed : Long live their legacies … Bidding adieu to these mines , the treasure trove of histories shelved for decades…

Written on July 14 , 2017
Some of the underground mines are getting closed. Verdict have been passed , the time of discontinuity of work have been decided , the people are being put on notice to get transferred either by opting themselves or by obliging management’s order.
In fact by the latest diktat doing the round , these mines are to be shut and sealed literally. And I observe metaphorically also. These mines which are mostly half century or more old are not simply a few coal producing pits or inclines ,rather much more than that. With closure which were almost inevitable and expected for so many days(or years!!) are leaving behind them a string of stories , legacies and the allegories typical of any mine specially the underground which have been always the crude incubator of all those management theories and tools normally people goes to management school to learn. In the most raw and rustic form, these under ground mines or collieries have always been the birthplace of all those hyped word of corporate jargons like risk management , sustainability and scrums or project management which have been entrenched in running of the mines right from its inception or its first digging of the shaft or incline. The hunting ground of all those bravados , adventurer , chivalrous miners who just got enough seasoned to be called the veteran to cruise against all odds and have been winning the coal with so much stakes they put including their lives , these mines have been always like full organizations themselves. The miners who worked there are like those smart forces battling deep inside the terror zone of middle east Asia or land of insurrection back home fighting some asynchronous war with fast network , prompt decision and loads of intelligence inputs to run them smooth and safe .
By inheritance , these all mines own completely different combinations of tools and techniques and never follow any uniformity of management or standard operational modules although legislative frameworks , centralized formats or definitive functions have always been there in plenty. And here in this divergence of ways to do the same work (winning the coal and warranting the welfare of the people) lies its legacies , distinctively individual, indigenous and highly inspiring for any case study if we love to understand how an organization runs or ruins in a functional anarchy and continuous chaos . And here we saw every mine has its own stories of struggle, survival and then succumbing to the basic business principle which calls for closing a loosing mine because it just infects others , fast becomes a money sucker black holes and gets contagious.
Bearing the burnt of phased misadventure and occasional mishandling by promoter in its pre -nationalized period , union and management in post-nationalized era every mine had so many allegories and anecdotes to say , so many narratives to utter! Always being stuck up in the cross fire of greed(producing coal at any cost ) and grind(stringent rules and regulation) these all mines simply could not remind when they crossed over the wrong side of the LOC or Loss-making Operational Cost . It is a journey started long back which even before reaching the pick just are reverting back to zero thanks the cumulating of all those misadventures and meshed up planning and propositions.
The closure now will definitely pull the curtain over all those pains and paeans these mines have gone through all over these decades and if it is to be enliven at all they will be only in the scattered stories in the dismantled shadows of head gear , the engine room , the haulage cabin or the disappeared twilight rays in the dark inclines. Or the dilapidated school bus while withering way its hustle and bustle it left past so many years before kept mere witness of another demise , the demise of its tenant , the mine which sheltered it so long. Let’s hope the big old trunks(or pipple , mahogany )in front of the Pit Tops and the deep bushes surrounding the sumps will shelter those stories for the time to come.
Those great legacies are now going to be lost , long live those legacies.
Amen
The battle which was never supposed to be won :Obituary to our beloved colleague Adhikarida
Last month we lost our Adhikarida, Mr Pratim Adhikari who died of IPD or Idiopathic Pulmonary Disease , a critical lungs ailing condition which is ruthlessly irreversible ,immedicable and so incurable . You can restrict the disease or at best restrain it’s fast growth but cannot recover from it or get the patient recuperated anyway. Here the destiny was known and so the journey also and here you cannot avoid it (destiny)rather than evading it and you can neither retract it(the journey)rather than retard it for sometimes more. And yes again here the options for somehow protracting or prolonging the journey also were very much limited but that never meant giving up or letting it a walkover. Every malady in life or work deserves a good fight and must be challenged tooth and nail. So our Adhikarida also gave an intense fight to his disease too critical and too complex by any means. Critical as we gradually understood the whole outer look of the disease is very much pretentious although it eroded fast the life line of the patient ie body’s absorption power of oxygen. No wounds visible , no injury exposed , no ailing or suffering in any other part of the body , its all in the suffocating ,strangling and squeezing your air blower and cut short your oxygen supply , the life gas for our existence , livingness. Complex in the sense as this disease sets , spreads and sucks incognito . No root analysis , no cause finding and so no proper solution rather than just test and try , trial and error using the patient as a guinea pig or at best expecting some miracle. Every case of this disease as we found out gradually (and yes with the guidance of the protagonist of the disease our Adhikarida) was an unique case study , very much different and mostly experimental.
While we observed the great battle from the ringside , we found more than a just colleague he was an inspiring fighter who simply took his ordeal to fight such menace underexplored and mostly inconclusively expdited head on. Going frontal with anything and everything is a character the coal people as any veteran of Coal India love to cherish whole life. Working against the odds while being posted in the rugged and rough terrain or pitted against rustic and ruthless forces like militant trade unions, unscrupulous suppliers and unforgiving bosses in the office simply make every one so seasoned wrongly or rightly , the guys here just take everything in their own stride , not only life but also life threatening disease and yes the deaths also. Here is the man I saw who took everything as a matter of fact , gave his effort to its best , and then bode us adieu very coolly ,very confidently. The death of Mr. Adhikari just reminded us two very valuable traits of our company which otherwise always boils with so many unpleasant notes and those two are , our organization never leaves its employee untreated or unattended when he or she falls ill and it always goes extra mile to secure and support the family of the person who suffers or succumbs to any disease whether to admit the best possible hospital or tendering the best possible treatment warranting guardian role to the kin of deceased to the extent possible. And the other is about our CIL men in command whom I always adore no less than commandoes in their domain of work can fight with same chivalry and valor, with equal elan in their official, personal and physical distress . Our Adhikarida’s battle was very much complex and challenging. And yes he took the challenge upfront as he took so many times in his tenure in CIL. And to a great extent we have witnessed his war with his disease although he never allowed it to spill over to the open space. He fought it alone and silently. He fought it very bravely. Given the chance , he would have tamed it , managed it , manipulated it and overcome the challenge as he has done and dealt with so many assignment with coal companies. He has just executed them so many times and with so precision , he may be one of the very successful manager who mastered the art of deal making to get the job done anyway in his domain which extended from washery to Electrical to HEMM (we heard he used to head almost half dozen deptt in his project). He always wished had he been allowed to experiment the same style to seal a deal with the disease , the way he has settled and succeeded in field works. But yes this time the whole opponent is not only fearsome but also invisible, inaccessible and invincible because world is yet to reconcile with the cause and care or cure of the pulmonary malfunction and that also too progressive one ,called fibrosis a grossly unknown and unchartered territory for the world of medics.
It was like a man was waiting for his last days and the organization, the medical world and the people surrounding were simply letting him to embrace helplessly. And from his part and perspective, he tried to keep on acting with all , at home, office, society with a pretentious wellness to camouflage the battle inside from everybody from his close aides from his wife (as he told)everybody . This all events of which we were the clueless spectators simply defined how he fought his own battle. It is more about redefining a disease rather than recuperating or recovering the irrecoverable as the name of the disease itself is self-explanatory that neither cause nor cure nothing about the disease is known till date. Idiopathic pulmonary disease or IPD as it is called, an avatar which connotes the ambiguity and convey the inability to tackle this menace which basically gets the lungs of person too stiffen and so too stressed to carry out its generic pulmonary function that is it’s contraction and expansion to allow sufficient oxygen to it. Once developed one can may try to keep his disease deferred or at distant but not decimated . In such battle zone ,the knowledge shift, the search engine, and the almighty Google just made our warrior Adhikarida more than a doctor where turf and territory began and became more tough and so the tussle with every passing day of which we were just passive observers.And the crux of such uneven battle where the opponent is yet to identified or assessed so strategising the you war just impossible is like this. When the experts and experienced gave you ultimatum and doled out the destiny as inevitable ,the only option left for you is that you become your destiny , take the control , reign in it and prevail in it. Destiny normally gets explained as counting the steps for impending death when passively submitting to it, but it also sometimes starts receding or retreating once you take the control and redefine your mission or recalibrate your lifeline. Here it is not just matter of survival but a memoir of struggle the holy and happening struggle , you love to keep it as an instance to others while you are passing your last days and nearing your death. The option never been more restricted in your life when you understand the only way to escape or evade your rival is embattle it upfront.
So the man in action our Adhikarida now kept exploring everything possible in world of medicine , the disease ,the doctor , the diagnosis and the devise to take on each and every one who or which mattered in his struggle. While the disease (IPD) by default got a free pass to confuse and confound everybody of medical fraternity to understand its root and so its rout (elimination) or remedy, this gladiator simply tried to buckle its myth (that the rogue cannot be busted). As a patient himself he just keeps shifting his role suiting with time and task. Sometimes in the role of doctor, sometime diagnostic center, sometimes data analyser ,sometimes dietitians and many time developers of the cure and support system of the disease. He was a man in the laboratory of life , a moving experiment never ever ready to relent or receive the fact that he was doing lesser than the development or study in this field till date. So it’s a new approach to the life and to the death. It is completely newer approach to keep you alive against all those uncertainties which have never been declared the risk ( a more technical comfort than the uncertainty the non rationale unseen)and never been dared to be cracked by the doctors or the researchers. The invincibility of it lies in the name while underlying diktat written on the wall. But here was this brave heart just vowed to give it full fight and vouched for his win over it.
As it was late enough to understand the enemy, so the battle demands intense retaliation.
Yes, any battle of life could have been started much earlier and so comparatively easier way provided we get to know who our enemy is inside us or outside of us. But in our life ,normalcy neither be defined nor be distinctly located till you are detected to be bugged with some uncertain blues. You are walking down the aisle with your beloved ones, you are pouring down the best wine in an antique bar with the finest music of past to revisit yourself through the memory lane or by-lanes of your past , or you just keep presenting a new initiative in your office by hooking , seeding and then signposting your dreams in the retinas of the wide eyed audience which may include your boss ,your colleague or your client and you never knew that while doing such variety of jobs in same breath you are also entering in future deal with some suffering and sorrow with its allied pain and pricking (which may end as fatal or fearsome to the least of knowledge)through some infection (from outside)or some inflammation (from within). For this man also happened the same. While he was cultivating more his power of managing which he rightly described as mastering the art of operational excellence and tactical manoeuvre you may call it sometimes manipulation (as he always described) to the extent possible in very much commensuration with the way his company normally demands ,the incurable disease called ILD started renting his lungs without his knowledge. While he was expanding his empire of power and position to grab and grasp very nuances to run almost half dozen departments in his area of posting at one go , his lungs got just contracted and constricted to allow to be run full throttle. When he was inflating the efficiency of him and his project he was working with by smart and fast maneuvering different deals inside , outside more in the line of informal thinking of the organization we are working in , his alveolus got deflated and so oxygen flow got restricted if not reduced. In his own confession it was a conflict between greed(of power) and grind(of performing) which grew gradually to this gruesome disease he never imagined neither was prepared to fight. But it was inevitable as the continuous exposure to the thick cloud of finer coal dust of the washery , CHP just created a huge churn inside the arteries and veins of the body as it does in the hopper of jig to segregate and size the coal. It was unstoppable as the power to absorb so much black particles simply was overestimated while compared to our power to absorb all those black humors like full sarcasm and cynicism about coal. So the man who was in command over his job and jugglery of management to execute every assignment perfectly tuned to the wish of the company , could not simply judge the pulse or pulmonary malfunction inside his own body. It was so ironic as well as invincible , that Mr Adhikari simply got overwhelmed , overpowered and yes the first time ever in his life so helplessly. First time because as the storylines shared by the man simply spoke a lot about how he triumphed over or tricked over so many odds he had to face in his life sometimes by dribbling sometimes by daring but never skirting it or shunning responsibilities. It is usual and universal for Coal people and so for Mr Adhikari. And while grown his fibrosis (the generic name of the disease) silently and got informed of its progressiveness(irreversible , incurable and yes indescribable and so idiopathic in short) , the man in command simply got shaken at first instance but that was for sometimes to adjust and assess the uncertainty and unchartered territory he had to tread onwards. He then took the disease by its horn , consulting doctors, googling every symptoms , tracking every minutes of his pulse rate, oxygen concentration and yes continuously strategizing restrategizing the medication, habits etc.
While putting a dynamic diagnostic and treatment procedure which sometimes went overboard , the man got its grasp over the knowledge of the growth, acceleration the whole movement of the maladies but not the ways to check it , contain it. It was like you can feel your decay , deterioration and you also feel that it is inevitable , so the best thing you can do is that you can witness your journey and accordingly time with your different doable or duties before it was over. Adhikarida simply did that. He was fighting hard and hurried in two fronts. In one side he was monitoring and whenever possible mending his life style, medication and yes the philosophy of life . In other front he was organizing everything to reinforce support system to his family in his absence. As a veteran , he just kept doing the both so coolly and confidently as if he must not have repented beyond life . Tell it his natural organization skill or affectionate being as father or husband , he simply did the both with equal elan and passed away in a very calculated style. Amazingly he was so confident about his days left in life . In fact barring the last mesh up of some over medication or alternate medication which can be hardly told wrong one , he might have not repented anything he has done to keep fighting the disease as gladiator .
Adhikarida is no more and we are intensely aggrieved with his demise however inevitable it was . We have to take long time to get along with the reality as we are not Adhhikarida confident and composed while living and while dying . As every death or demise must prove how much alive or lively we were and so here proved by Adhikarida not just by his a very amicable , jovial life but also a stoic , stolid death.
“Alchemy of Sorrow” by Charles Baudelaire “এক অন্য পরশ পাথর”
একজন এসেছিল তীব্র ভালবাসা নিয়ে , আরেকজন শুনিয়েছিল তার বিষাদ গাথা ,
একজন বলেছিল সবকিছু শেষ হবে কবরে , আরেকজন শুধু জীবন আর যৌবনের গান গাইছিল
ভয় আর ভালবাসার মাঝখানে তুমি আমাকে এক পরশপাথর ভেবেছিলে , এক অন্য পরশ পাথর ।
কারন আমি সোনাকে করেছিলাম লোহা আর স্বর্গ কে নরক , আর সেই দুর্দান্ত নরকে আমি খুঁজে পেয়েছিলাম আমার পরম দয়িতের মৃতদেহ।
আমি সেখানে বানিয়েছিলাম আমার প্রেমের সমাধি স্তম্ভ
‘Paris Spleen’ by Charles Baudelaire অনুবাদ পার্থ মিশ্র
আমার সহস্র বছরেরও অতীত এই স্মৃতি গুলো ,
এই কারুকাজ করা সময়ের ঝুল মাখা একটা সিন্দুক আর তাতে ভরে থাকা কিছু কবিতার টুকরো , হিসেবের খাতা , প্রেমের কয়েক লাইন, আদালতের লডাই, আর শোকগাথায়। সেই ফেলে যাওয়া অলকা চূর্ণ , আর পাংশুটে হয়ে যাওয়া সংসারের খেরোর খাতা কেবলই মনে করায় আমি কতই না চতুর আর নিষ্ঠুর ছিলাম । সেই সারিবদ্ধ সব মৃতারা আজ শস্য ক্ষেত্র থেকেও বিস্তৃত এক পিরামিডের পাদদেশের অন্ধকারে শায়িতা বহুযুগ ধরে। আর আমি যেন চাঁদের আলোর থেকে অনেক দূরে এক ব্রাত্য সমাধিক্ষেত্র ,যেখানে আমার প্রেমিকের কিটদ্রস্ট শরীর পড়ে আছে একা ও অনেকদিন।
ঝরে পড়া গোলাপ এলোমেলো ছড়িয়ে রেখেছে কিছু বিষন্ন রং কোন এক দুঃখী ক্যানভাসে, তার নিষঙ্গ নিশ্বাস সুগন্ধি আতরের মত জড়িয়ে রেখেছে সময়কে।
টেনে হিঁচড়ে চলা দিনগুলো , অনিচ্ছুক, অকারণ আর অনাবশ্যক জীবনের দিনগুলো, সঙ্গত কারণেই তাদের অমরত্ব হারিয়েছে।
কবিতার মুখবন্ধ (‘Prelude’ by Tomas Transtromer) অনুবাদ পার্থ মিশ্র
রাতের স্বপ্ন থেকে সরাসরি সে ঝাঁপ দিয়েছে বাস্তবের সকালে।
এক বহমান সকাল, এক সবুজ সকালের দিকে সাঁতার কাটছে সে সমানে।
পেরিয়ে যাচ্ছে ধীরে ধীরে জেগে ওঠা এক বাস্তবের সকালকে ।
ভোরের পাখীর মত চাক্ষুষ করেছে সে মাটির নীচে শেকড়ের রহস্য,
আর তার আলোকমালার নিঃশব্দ প্রতিসরণ।
অথচ মাটির উপর শুধুই সবুজের সমারোহ,
আর তাদের ঊর্ধ্ব বাহু হয়ে শুনতে থাকা অদৃশ্য হৃদয়ের স্পন্দন।
ভেসে যেতে চাওয়া শত আলোক বর্ষ দূরে সূর্যের কুহরে।
সময়ের সে এক আকুতি জ্বলে যেতে চাওয়ায় , পুড়ে যেতে চাওয়ার।
আর তারপর ই…।
তারপর ই মুহূর্ত থেমে যায়,
দাঁড়িয়ে পড়া পল অনুপল হটাতই ডানা মেলে দিগন্তের দিকে,
উড়তে থাকে নিঃসীমের দিকে , নীচের স্বচ্ছ , সুনীল জলরাশি ছুঁয়ে।
ঠোঁটের নীচে এখন শুধুই বিস্তীর্ণ জলরাশি,আর তার অতলে চক্রাকারে ঘুরতে থাকে মেসোপটেমিয়ার বিস্মৃত কোন এক লয়,তাল,সুর ।
এ যেন দিনের প্রথম প্রহরের চেতনাতে বেঁচে থাকার স্বরলিপি,
এক রৌদ্রতপ্ত পাথরের মুঠোবন্দী হয়ে থাকার কাহিনী।
ছায়ার প্রলোভনে আটকে থাকা ক্লান্ত পথিক ,সবুজ ডালপালা ছাড়িয়ে দেখতে চাইছে ওপরের আকাশ,
মৃত্যুর আবর্ত কেটে সে এখন পরখ করবে জীবনকে,
আর সেই আলোকেই এবার তার কাঙ্ক্ষিত ধারাস্নান ।
wrong is never right but neutrality is simply dangerous and end up as suicidal
You take right position or wrong position but never take neutral position , it is simply most damaging among all.
It is always a very curious case for this world to survive where most are creating confusion while least are boosting its confidence . But if real damage or degradation of it is caused by the third kind of people who takes neutral position everywhere. This specific cult are very much used to or completely insulated to anything or everything . They can bear the whole episode of humiliation or harassment of their colleague and still will not raise their voice in anticipation of wrath from the seniors. They just look the other way while any wrong thing happens in front of them in the road , in the train or in the shopping mall pretending to be too busy to notice. In the debate they will keep their lips tight not to slip anything politically incorrect word however factually correct they may be. They shut their mouth, close their eyes and keep moving in an animated speed along with their clones typified with same nature. They keep jostling , huddling and harnessing each others’ vices and virtues but never ever dared to peep outside their coveted boundary fiercely guarded by their indifference and inaction . They intend to buy or bargain peace by inaction or neutrality and mostly end up being passive catalyst of the escalation of problem itself. In the bus , train, airport lounge, in the class room , market or the office floor they simply try to take the role of bystander avoiding any comments , carefully sidestepping any involvement neither containing it nor catering to it with an excuse to bargain his or her own peace. Thus this special species just let the impasse prolongs, problem persists and situation aggravates by not intervening. We never know whether a debate is right or wrong, a dissent just or unjust, a difference worth fighting for or not if we do not get involved in it. Being mere and mute spectator of it , or ignoring it today as an non issue for ourselves or just taking our hands off understanding it never fits our interest will basically allow it tomorrow to spread out or spill over to our coziness and comfort zone to unsettle the same status and costing the same peace and placidness we have been guarding so obsessively or obstinately (not getting engaged in it ). Wrong side is always more right than mere neutrality as it never warrants regression rather than aggression of any wrong thing as passivity , inactivity or inertness just allow any war more encompassing .
Need to recharge yourself, merge inside the crowd and forget your identity: Let’s get Crowdcharging

Why you need to take an arduous journey to discover yourself, when there is a huge colourful crowd across your doorstep?
It is really a pity, that we when got tired and tardy being pressed inside the daily ordeal of our assignment, aspiration and exasperation, we get desperate to find an escape route. A long arduous journey to find a solitary island , an exploration in deep and dense forest to locate the lone cottage or to more strainful walking on a troughs of trail on high altitude terrain normally frozen and forgotten not being trekked for long past. We spend our so hard-earned leisure much more precious than our normal time, shell out huge cost, and engage our all those neural network to find the right-most resort or recluse places. And every time we took the pain to find out exit route of the mental baggage, the burden of office tension or home unrest , they all keep moving with us there in the peak, inside the jungle or in the lonely hut in distant island. It is as if we just took all these pain to rediscover that the dissociation from busy mind or bustling work is simply impossible.
Not any time more.
Let us get ourselves crowdcharging.
Crowd is more pure and pristine than the solitude which always suffer from the unwanted adulteration from the unprecedented disturbances. Your old acquaintance may invade your solitude. You may find another disturbed mind in your next door neighbour came with equal enthusiasm to get himself or herself sanitised from those contaminated and corrupt daily life of real world entangled with unsolicited threat, unreal target, and unpredicted mood of his or her office seniors or unyielding juniors. So your ambition of exclusive recluseness is never warranted. Now you just try to get the taste of the crowd outside your closed and claustrophobic life. The crowd is much more pure at its heart with complete heterogeneity. Crowd is much more colourful with its intrinsic character of variety of minds and variation with their vast spectrum of their ambition and aspiration. Just put your own aspiration(and that is to enjoy the crowd being one of them) inside the diverse nature of it and see how to really get your catharsis as well as cleansing by this warm and wonderful mass of people while you are contributing to the same spectrum of vastness and varieties of which you are also a part. In a crowd , you have nothing to lose rather than to add your part of warmth and wit if you participate in it by compulsive de-egotisation. In a crowd you have nothing to fear about if your purse and pocket are just protected enough not to be pierced by another partner of the crowd conventionally wrong enough for careless you but equally right enough for the colourful a part of the crowd to enrich its heterogeneity. Just imagine yourself, the otherwise boss in your office ,you always boasted of high attitude and higher aptitude with continuous showcasing intelligence and diligence creating an iconic image while passing the corridor of your office building. You are so accustomed with adoration and adulation while leap frogging every hurdle of achievement, you simply take everything (your post, position, promotion, personality) ,virtually everything which have been making what you are as granted. In fact being opiated with your success and stream of achievements sometimes you miss the yesterdays’ row of listener, or cue of learners of which you are a very committed part not long ago. This continuous struggle to excel in what you do today and exceed what you achieved yesterday has its collateral damage. You are getting awfully consumed with your quest for the best and the embedded struggle for success is leaving you a more android and less human followed by string of other imbalances in family, in society and so on. A full recharge is immediate, a refuel is already impending and you are desperate for an escape for sometimes. Just in a crowd you will see all those thing clubbed together. You put yourself inside a crowd , you ride a public bus stuffed with most common people, the daily labourer huddled on the engine room like cattle , the petty suppliers stretching the tolerance of other passengers by loading the floor with their big sacs and office going babus sweated out all stories of public apathy towards their office infamous for inaction and incompetence. You being part o fthem can just test your tolerance physical and mental both. While not getting any seat to sit you are lsitening all those stories spoken loud and may be lewd with least eruditeness expected from the common man. The level of de egotisation , deleveling certainly introduce you to new perspective of life till undiscovered , infuse your new thought process till unexplored. You will see the crude yet chirpy life surrounds your otherwise stale and stagnant world of supremacy , smugness and snottiness. Being first thrown and then challenged outside your comfort and coziness , you will pick up so many lesson of survival , struggle from there itself. Suddenly you feel very much mobile, dynamic and strategist while fighting the compulsive war on the street. While being a part of it you will own it too. In fact now you are no more in a recluse silo to skim and sip the spill over of life rather you are deep inside its vim and vigour to be the part of its full vibrancy. And that is the way we can really enjoy the life to its hilt. Charging ourself in this pure pristine crowd to mak eus complete more and more.
ESS is a technology steroid which while induce your immunity may also invoke some vulnerabilities
ERP or enterprise resource planning the syllables which these days became an inevitable next for integrating businesses in any organisation irrespective of its size, scope and scale with which it operates, half of the time comes cropper if we read the history of this big beast and stories of its unleashing in different industries (more in fortune biggies rather than MSMEs).
So it will be always risky venture if we put our key processes or the core business modules fully captive to this beast and let it be gone haywire with irreversible, and irrecoverable damage once failed. Yes the solution covers or demands to cover each and every business process, impounding the best knowledge , importing the best practices from its repository of experiences and exposures. Yes it also demands to be a transformative tool and mostly revolutionary rather than evolutionary and in all these claim lies the nemesis of the implementation which just depends with n number of variables controllable or uncontrollable. Top management support unconditional and uninterrupted , definite and distinct goals with objective framework as expected from the implementation , section of the software and its vendor with smooth knowledge osmosis with the organisational teams , followed by a stream of activities in change management, training and tutoring of the solution , acclimatizing the ground level users with the new environment , so all these critical success factors which not necessarily lie in the control either in individual capacity or more so in its causality , the ESS induced steroid may simply lead to your immune deficiency syndrome. And we must appreciate that any induced solution or serum just set the structural change in our body which needs to grow both compatibility and compliability. So all those business process reengineering, configuration or customisation of core activities will lead to this condition which normally becomes point of no return.
Especially when we never care (either being carried away by fashion or compelled by force) for the strategic fit for the solution architecture with organisation architecture and governance between the two entities (the organisation and ERP both), the risk of mismatch and so the miscarriage will be always higher. Now big bang approach may simply boomerang and the phased approach may just protract the process with irrational expectation confronted with mounting frustration. In such case it will be always safer and sometime great saver not to discard all the legacies and digress to the new environment outright, rather to keep some parallel process (with its IT enabler) running simultaneously specifically which is revenue centre or the core business process developed with some signature design exclusively by the culture, code and the creativity of the company. This process enabling software or the technology must be kept and nurtured with same care and concern the way new ERP solution is implemented. This signature process enabled by technology may be customer relationship, sale automation or supply chain which normally locate it in the bigger canvas of enterprise solution or ERP –II(as Gartner says) and which perennially bolt in to the other process in the industry by data warehousing application, web portal or customer related solution(analytics etc.). Now the equation of the old signature process with new vanilla system must be decided depending on how the organisation really want to hedge the risk of future failure if any in ERP.