Tuesday, November 19, 2024

Planning

 

Planning

 

Planning is not wishful thinking, nor is it a dreary statement of objectives. It ought to be a way of or a blueprint for action to achieve a desired goal. The goal has to be carefully fixed. If everything is important, nothing receives attention. The beauty and at once the tragedy of life is that choices are available and decision is called for. Planning has significance since choices exist. When choices are available, they are often mutually exclusive. We have no way of achieving everything at a time. We should make hard decisions and make integrated planning to achieve the desired goal.

The randomness of the past could have been afforded then, but if pursued today, would be a costly, if not fatal, error. It is why the country as a whole plans and each sector of the economy and each unit of the sector plans. Planning and diversification are the only ways to combat obsolescence and mortality for a corporate entity. A corporate entity cannot be allowed to die like an individual as it affects a large number of people in various ways. It must be enabled to carry on forever like the proverbial brook. The promise of continued life of a joint stock company needs fulfilment. It is possible only if its vitality is preserved and strengthened

 

Some heretical views

Planning is a much-abused word. In today’s world, to say anything against planning is a sacrilege. The protagonists of planning claim that even the staunch believers in laissez faire have been forced to appreciate the inevitability of planning to ensure survival. Hardly anything can be said to detract from the merits of planning exercise if it means a simple way of stating what we are trying to achieve, identifying the probable courses of achievement of the goals and having suitable information on key variables.

But in today’s context of planning, it tends to be a self-sufficient system becoming an end in itself. The extensive literature on planning is written in compelling style by those who have the gift of gab and the almost trouble free career it offers are luring enough to the idly intellectual minds. Planning is reduced to an elaborate exercise of analysis and model building. The most indeterminate and unpredictable variables are forecast and debated. Goals are set from above with a pseudo-scientific precision. Planning is no longer am option; it has come to stay. Nay, it has proliferated- long range planning is a more attractive game. It gives a wider time frame to play around.

We are creating a new class of Brahmans in banks. I mean the personnel in planning department. Brahmans live on the efforts of others, collecting alms for their livelihood. They are supposed to do the thinking , generation of ideas and other intellectual pursuits. The planning department in banks today have a very similar role to perform.

 

Long Range Planning

 

When we talk of the efficacy of LRP, or planning, people quickly tell us that it is the process that matters. I wonder whether in a business organisation we can forget results and glorify the process. The results are very important. A process has to be studied from the cost-benefit angle. I am highly sceptical about the efficacy of planning as it is pursued today.

What is wrong with LRP?

First, it has become a catchy slogan. You have to be wary of anything tat is sloganised. A slogan, like a mantra, tries to occupy your mind to the exclusion of other ideas.

We have to clear our minds about the customary resistance to things that are new. We have to examine the extent to which we are prepared to accept new ideas. Without new ideas there will be no renewal. Life is a repetitive process. Things change and renew. Old ideas appear in new forms, nevertheless such a process is necessary from the survival point of view. But all that is coined new is not a necessity for its sheer novelty. Let us then approach the issue with an open mind, ready to accept its aspects that are beneficial and also willing to discard its rituals that fill no real gap.

Why LRP?

We want to prepare for the unknown future, to make it as shock-free as possible. We would like to choose a definite direction and steer staedily there instead of sailing as the wind blows. We would not be happy to be a Columbus who statrted on a voyage to discover India but discovered America instead. We are keen to eliminate uncertainties as much as possible. Can anyone find fault with this approach? Still, the sublimity of purpose and clarity of conceptual thinking is no guarantee of its feasibility or organisational adaptability.

What uncertainties can we remove? We have to be clear about this. Secondly, are we at a stage that helps us in the process of action aimed at foreseeing and solving the problems of future? Have we solved today’s problems? Have we taken to steps to ensure that we are not all the time solving problems over and over again only because we seek escapes and never come to grip with the real problems?

 

Planning: A few thoughts

The paper of Planning Departent has brought to focus the signinficant fact that planning has not taken roots in the bank despite the lapse of over seven years since we took to it. stated in a different way, the importance of planning has been overlooked in its essence in almost all levels though the paraphernalia flourish. People down the line have been cynical of the efficacy of planning. What has gone wrong? Proper conclusions are not possible withouit a scientific study of the whole problem, but a few off-the-cuff remarks may be worth ruminating:

(i)          it is well said that there would be no need for planning if everything is ordered and falls to its place without an effort. Criticism of planning from the standpoint of the disorganised state of our environment is pointless. However, it is worth stopping to think whether the disorganised state of the planners themselves would not have a deleterious effect on the philosophy and usefulness of planning (Lack of discipline at various levels).

(ii)         It is of paramount importance to ensure that the message we are attempting to convey reaches the operating level intact and correct. For this purpose, we should use a style which will be easy to follow.

(iii)        More than anything else, proper men in proper places is the key to success of any business or for that matter for fulfilment of any objective. It is not as though planning was never substantial in the bank. Here and there, we have had people who were capable of enlivening the planning function. It would however appear to have been fortuitous that such men have occupied these positions. The constraints in arriving at apt choices for the key areas in the bank are obvious, merit having given place to sociological considerations. But it is the function of management to meet this challenge in the interests of the bank and it would perhaps be rewarding to discuss how the planning functionaries could be chosen objectively. We may perhaps evove a few criteria. One such could be that before assuming a post in planning wing, one should have had a stint in operations.

(iv)        Probably the training facilities for planning unctionaries are inadequate. Planning requires even greater skill than operations. The planning man has to foresee events whereas the operations man has to face the events. Unless the attitude of the planning man is shaped rightly, he is likely to feel unwanted, and ennui sets in. To guard against this he has to be given a fitting orientation.

(v)         Lay minds would discard planning as absurd because a quick succession of uncontrollable events overtake he most exact human calculations. This is to be expected in a country where preordained destiny is a burning faith. While on the one hand it is necessary to educate our men, on the other it would serve our ends well to close the time gaps in the planning process. Speed is necessary if planning has to succeed. Very often, we project for a ‘future’ which becomes ‘present’ or even ‘past’ when the projections take final shape, but in a credibility game, the figures are retained, but the ‘future’ gets shifted. This is fooling ourselves and not planning.

(vi)        The most crucial has been the most delicate area viz. personnel. People started losing faith in the process of planningwhen settled budgets were held to be sacrosanct from the business expectations but violable as far as filling the staff complement was concerned. More than the numerical strength of staff, the quality counts. The planning functionaries appear to have had little scope for assessing this area and formulating corrective techniques. Qualitative areas would be ability to make credit apparaisal and judgement on the part of lending officers, mental resilience on the part of the branch manager to cope with behavioural complexes at the branch, ability to communicate effectively, etc. These are of necessity planning areas even though the people concerned are under the control of operations men. We are not allowed to trespass into the personnel area but it is worth considering whether the personnel department is not part of the planning process and how to harmonise ‘planning’ and ‘personnel’.

(vii)      Planning and operations, as rightly observed in the note, are not mutually exclusive. The separation of the two in the bank is purely functional.what is necessary is any amount of interaction between the two. Planning cannot attain consummation unless vetted by operations. In fact, ideas do not sprout from vacuum but from practical experience. We should encourage the operations men to feed the planning wing with their ideas. All ideas may not be practicable or brilliant, but we need an assortment to work with. A planned encouragement given to the operations men to come out with their ideas would help in building greater credibility and involvement in the planning process.

 

 

 

In 1972 I went to LHO at Madras when I was on leave. I was then serving as field officer in Madurai. I happened to see the A.O. who enquired about the performance of the SIB division and I told him that we were ahead of the target. The A.O. was quick in correcting me, “Say ‘budget’, not ‘target’.” I felt small not having known the subtle but momentous distinction. Today, after eight years, looking back, I wuld consider my inferior feelings as unwarranted. The lesson, however, stays. Budgeting, though virtually synonymous with target setting in every detail or lack of detail, is the preferred word more like a mantra than anything of a different connotation.

 

 

 

Our planning functions in the bank appear to be no more than a statistical gimmickry, more computer-oriented than purposive. We have standard interpretations punctuated with ‘There is no room for complacency’, ‘We cannot rest on our laurels’ and the like expressions where the pre-set levels have been reached or over taken, and with expressions like ‘Greater efforts are called for’, ‘We hope that the negative variance will be corrected in the months to come’ etc. when we are awfully short of our goals. Budgeting and planning are continued in practice as fixing a goal and explaining why we did not get there.

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What does not come is more important than what comes.

 

Past experience is but a guide to refine our skill at assumptions on future. It cannot be a susstitute for the assumptions themselves. If we fail to make assumptions, we fail to plan for the future; we are attempting to duplicate the past rather assess and prepare for the future.

 

The success of planning is not vindicated by the closenes between estoimates and actuals, at least not entirely. For example, he challenge built into the plan could be far short of the opportunities that unfurled in the blossoming future. We would have then reached the goal; possibly, once the ‘underestimated’ goal was reached, further efforts might have been diluted and our competitors wrested the initiative from us. Perhaps, we can dispense with the idea of success or failure of planning. We can instead think of ‘perfection’ of the planning process.

Policy of the bank should issue in every bit of the planning done from the grassroot level.

Are everybody’s objectives in the bank the same? Chairman to branch clerk? Are all branches identical? Is profit the motive of the bank as a whole or of the unit as well? Can we have a contingency plan? We plan for deposits and advances. Advances pick up, deposits lag. What do we do? Have we thought of this in the plan? Why not have a strict budget based approach?

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We as a nation took to planning as an indispensable tool for all-round development soon after independence. In State Bank, we introduced the concept of planning and budgeting in an organised manner in 1972. There are still in our country at large and in the bank in particular a sizeable number of sceptics about planning. What is this due to and how can it be changes? Will time set it right or should we make efforts to achieve the desired level of involvement?

Part of the malaise is in our glorious inheritance. The ways of God are sacred and uninterceptible to us. What is destined will happen. Karma and fate intertwine us in a cosmic cobweb of purposeless activity and it is our duty to emancipate ourselves from this tangle. This seems to be the philosophy which runs in our blood. The point at argument is not whether it is the essence of our inheritance; it is irrelevant to the topic on hand. It is, however, reasonably clear that we are most often resigned to the ‘natural’ turn of events. Efforts are seen, attitudinally, as immaterial to results, as results are believed to be pre-ordained. Frustrated efforts which far outweigh successful ones account for this perhaps. But a moment’s reflection may help cast aside this defeatism which is undermining, nay sapping the very vitals of, the nation’s future.

We have to be clear in mind that all efforts do not lead to tangible results. Look at nature’s way of multiplying the species. Not all the union of spermatozoa and ova result in creation of fresh life. Out of the millions of such union, just one manages to survive. Not all the rain water is useful. Much of it goes waste. The gigantic universe does not seem to support life extra-terrestrially. Therefore, it is not correct to expect that all we plan for will come to pass in actuality.

New Year Thoughts

 

New Year Thoughts

 

1987

Let noble thoughts come to us from all sources. May our speech be harmonious. May the Sun direct us towards excellence in action.

 

1995

May the God Savita (Sun) reach us in the best of activity.

 

1996

Goodness is the abiding value for existence. There is no greater principle of life. There is no richer experience than getting to know good people and living in constant contact with them.

 

1997

Beliefs are central to our action and personality. The world we live in responds to our beliefs. It is in shaping and refining our beliefs that our call and destiny lie.

 

Eternity is an idle craving. Transcending time is an idealist view and has little to do with our living which concerns with our rendering a creditable account of how we spent our time.

 

A new year born is a reminder of the passage of time. Be it in business or personal life, time well spent brings handsome rewards.

 

To spend the time purposefully and with full attention to what is taken on hand is a worthy aim.

 

1998

Dharma protects those that protect it.

We act quite often out of emotional necessities than on rational considerations. It is difficult to explain why we acted in a particular way.

There is no need to regret the past just as it is equally futile to exult in the glory of the past.

 

2001

To begin and to end aptly are always difficult. To depart gracefully when one’s job is done or when one is required no longer calls for character.

A new year may not always be an occasion to begin; one may look forward to close a chapter.

When the chips are down, it is what we are that matters. What we are is what we have been doing. To do well whatever we do is the only useful lesson of life.

 

2002

मौनं हि प्रकटितं व्याख्यानम् शिष्याः छिन्नसंशयाः

Few appreciate the power of silence, silence that is pregnant and communicative.

We need to enshrine freedom of silence in the constitution.

A year of the third millennium has passed away. It was like any other.

 

2003

‘May we always serve humanity without demanding the price of our service.’ Rig Veda

 

Ad majorem Dei glorian: - to the glory of God (Jesuit motto)

 

2005

सर्वे जनाः सुखिनो भवन्तु सर्वे सन्तु निरामयाः

सर्वे भद्राणि पश्यन्तु मा कश्चिद्दुःखभाग् भवेत्

May all people be happy; may everyone be free from fear; may all see good; may no one suffer sorrow.

Let it be a non-stop occurrence of auspiciousness.

Happiness is a state of mind. Fear destroys happiness. Good is in perception more than in what we see. No one should be dealt sadness.

This is a lofty prayer that has come down to us by hearsay. May this message go round universally. May everyone learn to be happy, free themselves from fear, see the good in everything and make everyone else happy.

 

2006

Make no resolutions and break none.

Speak ill of none or nothing.

காய் பழமாகி மரத்திலிருந்து பிரிகிறது. அது போல ஞானம் காலப்போக்கில் வரும். பற்று அறும்.

 

2008

Just Be. Be just happy.

 

 

2009

TRUTH ALONE TRIUMPHS

Satyameva Jayate.

 

What is truth? What is triumph?

That from which everything emanates and finds refuge in is truth. Bliss is triumph. Bliss is realised by one who has attained to truth.

 

2011

All is for Good.

 

2012

“May I talk not ill of anybody.” (Ramakrishna)

“..a poor struggling soul yearning to be wholly good.” Gandhi

 

2013

குறை ஒன்றுமில்லை.

 

1.      Talk that which you know to be true.

2.      Do not complain

3.      Do not talk ill of anyone

4.      Do not discuss health.

5.      Do not discuss economising

6.      Do not lose temper

7.      Do not advise/ offer opinion.

 

(From a forward)

Give up

       - the need to be always right

       - need for contro

       - blaming others

       - negative talk about self

       - limiting beliefs

       - complaining

       - criticism

       - impressing others

       - resistance to change

       - fears

       - excuses

       - past

       - attachment

       - labels

       - living as to others’ expectations

 

2015

Spend not more than 2 hrs on web music. Continue reading books and Upanishads. Restrict FB/Rasikas.org visits to twice a day.

        

      

Sunday, November 03, 2024

Some episodes

 

Monkey plays guest 

I was doing something in the kitchen and was engrossed in my work. I turned for a second toward the microwave oven, I do not remember why (when you read on you will understand how it might have easily slipped from my mind even if I had indeed a purpose for that), and what do I see there? A monkey, of course, seated comfortably on the platform next to the microwave in the space made for it, as it were, by amma. (She had removed the mixy in order to work on the grinder). The monkey had entered the kitchen unobtrusively through the balcony window kept wide open as an informal invitation to it, shall I say?

I have been dull-witted even in reading the minds of higher mortals like humans (I am confident that the monkey won’t read this and take umbrage at the statement that humans are higher mortals). How was I to divine what went behind the mind of a monkey? For all I knew, it was from Pakistan with hidden weapons of mass destruction. I did not know how to shoo it away. I sort of had learnt the noises to make in respect of crows (coosh), dogs (vettu), etc., but not for a monkey. It is a different issue whether the animals learnt the terms we coined for them. I was all nerves and thought at first of throwing the sugar container, but better sense prevailed even in that emergency that it would only sweeten the kitchen floor. Moreover, it was no match for WMD the monkey perhaps had in its arsenal. It would be more like the soldier in ‘Arms and the Man’ of Shaw, carrying chocolates in his pocket in the place of bullets.

I decided that I should rush out of the room (having worked in a reputed institution for a long time, it has got deeply ingrained in me that fleeing the scene of conflict is the most discreet step to be taken by an astute manager) to look for a stick. My sense was with me and I remembered that patti usually kept some stick with her. My plan worked. I saw an acrylic pipe used as a stick by her. I took hold of it and returned to the scene of action.

My mind was not idle meantime. The discourse of one Sastrigal on Ramayana flashed in my mind. He was narrating how, during one such discourse, a monkey entered and occupied a vantage point. He felt unsettled as also the audience. The monkey sat through quietly for some time and then slunk away without inflicting any harm. The audience came to terms after the menace disappeared to conclude that it was Hanuman who came on the scene. The Sastrigal recited a stanza that says that wherever Ramayana is narrated, Hanuman is present. I did not want to leave anything to chance. Maybe Hanuman was pleased to pay a visit to our house also though Ramayana was not even in my mind at that time. Nevertheless I recited a sloka praising Hanuman in my mind. All this happened in a trice.

When I returned I saw amma slamming the door of the kitchen. She perhaps thought that she was confining the monkey in the kitchen as if she was Mumbai police catching Kasab. I was furious. How could she leave the kitchen at the sole disposal of the monkey? (The thought of Hanuman had flashed out as easily as it came).

We have the philanthropic practice of leaving everything in the kitchen open for flies and mosquitoes, ants and cockroaches. Now one more species has been added in the list of our donees. The monkey would have a field day, I thought in anger. Anger was my surrogate emotion for fear. In physics we have read about the transformation of one form of energy to another, which has made several inventions possible. We can in like manner transform one emotion to another, though the simile falls short of completeness as in my case it resulted in annoyance to amma, not any benefit.

I shook the handle of the kitchen door to open it. You may think uncharitably that my hand was shaking in any case. When I opened, I did not see the monkey where I last saw it. The storeroom was open too and I thought that it must have entered there. (If it were Hanuman, it ought to have gone there in right earnest as it is pooja room as well). I was afraid to enter and find out. What if it pounced on me as I peeped? I made some sort of noise and banged the pipe on the door of the storeroom. Patti had brought another longer and sturdier pipe. I now had two pipes to fight with. In the event, I peeped and surveyed the room well, but the monkey was not there.

Then I went to the balcony. Amma was shouting from behind (to my rattled mind it sounded as gibberish) whether I had removed a half-litre packet of milk. I was disturbed by her voice and told her to keep quiet and not bother about the milk packet when I was fighting a life and death battle with a monkey. Patti butted in and asked whether we had left any milk for the monkey as it was drinking the milk outside. She gave a sagacious advice from her wizened old age that we should keep the doors closed. I told her to keep her advice to herself. It was still to dawn on me that the monkey had left our premises. Amma was still harping on the milk and I told her why she did not put it straight into the fridge. I also ticked her off for watching the TV in neglect of her work and threatened to smash the TV. She started to say something, but I outshouted her and she knew better not to waste her breath. The altercation thus died young.

I realised late that the monkey was playing guest (my coinage, in case you have not already given me the credit for it) and looking for breakfast and did not come for human blood wantonly. However, I do not recommend to anyone to entertain monkeys for breakfast. After all, the recent visitors to Taj and Trident went there not for breakfast, but for human lives! 


Pigeon Visit

A rat, a monkey and now a pigeon..
Amma's camaraderie with species that are less endowed than humans reminds me of Ramana Maharishi, who tended and gave salvation to, birds and animals that lived in the precincts of his ashram.
I was at the crossword and amma looked to be at the crossroads from the despondent shriek that pierced my ears and shook my frail heart, quickening its beats and letting me gasp. I looked up to the dining area where the scene of action lay. I saw the area turned to an aviary with a pigeon at large and amma in some sort of rock-n-roll. As it happens, the genesis of the problem overwhelms the solution thereto. The question cropped up how the pigeon found its way and having seen the balcony door half ajar, the answer was quickly grasped. The next crucial issue was how to make the pigeon retrace its path. First, all entrances except to the balcony were closed to restrict the flying zone of the pigeon. Next, a broomstick was chosen as the weapon to chase it with. It sat apprehensively on the kitchen loft, looking hither and thither finding neither a prey nor a way. We teased it waving the broomstick near it. It flew into the dining area and towards the doorway into the hall en route to balcony. So we thought, but, what was clear to the man of six senses was not clear to the pigeon. It sat on the curtain rod of the bedroom.
I brought the cobweb stick from the master bedroom on amma's prompting. I also brought a bed sheet to hold as screen to prevent the bird getting back to the kitchen area, but the ploy did not work. The bird did find its way back into the dining hall and sat on the fridge. Amma frightened it with her hoos and haws and it escaped back into the kitchen loft. I shouted at her why she needled it from the dining hall side. I gave her lessons, like Krishna to Arjuna in the battlefield, that she should have tried to chase it from the kitchen side. She drove it from the kitchen and this time like Gajendra in trouble of tortoise-grip cried for heavenly help, the pigeon flew into the pooja shelf and rattled a few non-pooja stuff that normally lands on top there instead of into the fridge. We persisted with our tactics that included waving stick or shouts. The pigeon flew low and sat at the threshold of the hall and there was a ray of hope. With some nudging, the bird flew out into the portico, playing no more hide and seek with us. Seeing it perched on the portico parapet, we quickly closed and bolted the door.
Thus ended the visit of the pigeon. It would have branded us as bad hosts, but we are safe since it will not be able to tom-tom it or compare notes. 



Post Office 

What an amusing experience it is to go to the post office! Here is an age-old institution that sticks to its original ways no matter what has happened around. Everything is done manually. The registers look like coming off loose leaf. They are stacked around the staff. The staff have developed a way of recognising them, like a mother cow would identify its calf, though to a dumb one like me they all look alike. What a good exercise for the arms, pulling them and putting them back! What a relief to the eyes which do not have to face electron beams! 

I envy the efficiency and the courtesy of the staff. They are in the seats at the appointed hours and do their work non-stop. What a sea of difference from the banks! 

I went to draw the monthly interest as a ‘messenger’. People ask me what I do in retired life. Why, I act as a messenger for my wife! She was the payee in all the slips that were filled in for drawing the interest and she authorised me as her ‘messenger’ to get the cash. Let no one take the word ‘messenger’ to be slighting. Great souls are called ‘divine messengers’. You may chuckle that I am comparing wife to ‘God’. These are changed times. Previously husbands were to be considered ‘Gods’. I have no way of saying whether it was honoured or not. But, now wives are to be considered ‘God’. At least you have one example that it is taken seriously. 

Even as the person before me was in the midst of transacting his business, the counter staff took my slips, added the amounts mentally and enquired whether I was to get Rs. 6500 (it was Rs. 6470). I nodded and he replied that there might not be enough cash. He suggested that I come the next day or take a chance till 3 PM when he would take the collections at other counters and pay me if possible. I decided to wait. One way of spending retired life and a way to build my patience, though belatedly! 

I stepped out and had to get back as Anbumani’s persona non grata (smokers) were puffing out nicotine that I had no intention of imbibing. To while away the time, I started reciting something. After the queue in front of the counter spirited off, I sat in a chair. The Post Office did its planning meticulously to ward off unwanted occupants in the chairs. The first two chairs, which were a little away from the counter, were kept busy with a lot of files and papers. The one next was so dirty that sitting on it might infect you with any disease. The last chair which was alright by P.O. standards could be occupied only when there was no queue at the counter. 

I suddenly felt an impact on my hand. I turned to see that a gentleman had sat on the adjoining chair flailing his limbs beyond its boundary. I adjusted to cause no inconvenience to the esteemed customer of the P.O. He got up and went away quickly. It was so considerate of him.

As it was close to 3 PM (I was looking at the clock every minute), I was getting anxious. Another customer came with slips like what I was holding. The staff asked him whether he was depositing money or withdrawing. He said that it was withdrawal and that the amount involved was Rs. 2500. The staff told him that there might not be cash enough and pointed out to me and said that I was waiting. The customer was an optimistic soul and requested ‘Nodi’. I got up to make sure that my slips got priority. The staff went to the other counter, brought some cash, augmented it with cash taken out from the handsafe by the postmaster and worked on my slips. Finally, I moved out of the P.O. at 3:30 PM with cash. 

What an achievement and what a noble way to spend retired life!



 

Dinner at Mr. Krishnan’s place

 

Mr. Krishnan called me over for dinner (changed from original invitation for lunch) and sent a car to pick me up. When I reached his lavish bungalow, I realised I was the first one to arrive. He had told me that he had invited Professor N.S.Ramaswamy, that being his birthday. I realised much later that it was got up to honour him on his birthday. He was the second to arrive with his wife. I greeted him saying, ‘I pray to God that you should live the full Hindu span of life’. He said okay. Later guests had brought bouquets. Mr. Ramanathan, retired from Kudremukh, later regretted that he had not brought one. Mr. And Mrs. Koehlo, Mr. C.R.Srinivasan (ex-SAIL) and his son, Mr. and Mrs. Prasanna Chittori (NRI from San Francisco), some neighbours, one sardarji couple made up the invitees. Drinks were served with snacks and I was watching.

I was talking to Mrs. K for a few minutes. She had been to San Francisco three times or so. Their daughter had given birth to a girl. Their son is with Morgan Stanley in NY. He is thirty-one and is shunning marriage ostensibly because there is uncertainty in investment banking jobs. They were in India in December.

Krishnan narrated the rude behaviour of one manager from SBI before the full house assembled. I had no defence. I also mentioned two instances where the executives in the Bank let the Bank down. But, the Bank service is not to be judged by exceptions.

Mr.Ramaswamy did much talking. He was involved in one institute called Institute of Hindu Studies. I took a brochure from him with the commitment to work for it. He claimed that Indian sages had discovered several phenomena attributed to western scientists long back by the process of meditation. 82 such phenomena are listed in the brochure. I wondered whether we had developed science but not technology and also whether we should start from the present level of knowledge or from where the sages have left. He remarked that we need to acknowledge the contribution by India, which is not publicised enough.

I opined that in India we have two issues, one is number and the other culture. R gave a contrarian view regarding population. Suppose our population today is 100 million and not 1000 million, it would have been, say, 20 million in 1800 and the Europeans would have run over India like they have done in other places and we may be living as tribals. The Europeans have colonised Americas, Australia and part of Africa, destroying the aboriginal culture and reducing the natives to second class citizens. If they had stayed put in Europe, their number would have been oppressive.

He said, prompted by a sardarji close at hand, that the Punjabis were the gatekeepers for our culture. We would have lost everything but for their brave resistance. They have seen 69 invasions. No temple of the stature of the South Indian ones could be maintained there because of the invasions.

He acknowledged that unlike the other invaders the British did not destroy our culture. But for the British, we would have become a Muslim nation. He presided over a seminar on conversion. The dalits said that they would convert if a mass conversion could be organised. The Muslims said that it would have been easy if partition had not taken place because the number of Muslims would have been large enough to steamroller conversions. Partition is a blessing in disguise.

He advised that we should have a few aims in life, as many and as diverse as possible and that all our actions (whatever we do) should be focused on those aims. That will give a sense of purpose. He held a three-day workshop on management very long ago and 11 of the participants had become Chairmen. One of them was V.Krishnamurthy. Mr. Koehlo and Mr. Srinivasan worked under V.K. They were full of praise for V.K.

Srinivasan was busy as advisor in steel industry. Steel is doing well and his service is in demand. He had been to Ranchi and felt that Bangalore, with its myriad problems, is a heaven compared to many other places. I said that Bangalore is certainly livable and that is why many of us have settled down here though we are not natives. The movement of Raj Thackeray figured in the talk. People of different ethnicity have contributed to Bombay’s prosperity.

Mr.R. suggested that we should organise party for the birthday or marriage anniversary day of Mr. Krishnan who has been hosting such parties frequently without any motive. The few around agreed readily. It was not clear at the time of parting whether the idea died young or is dormant.

A cake was cut for the health and happiness of Mr. R. before the invitees dispersed. I came away with Mr. Ramanathan who was going to Koramangala. 


Jan 14, 2005

Ms Srivastava. I came to know the name by looking over the tag for the luggage she prepared with surgical precision, yes, she is a general surgeon practising in Lucknow. She showed me her onward flight coupon from Delhi to Lucknow and wondered whether she would miss the connection to Lucknow. I told her that there was plenty of time. Nothing to worry about the delay in the flight timing from Jaipur to Delhi. She gave a strange look and spoke nothing in reply. We discussed later in the lounge after passing through security, the big Haj crowd that invaded the area much to her discomfiture. To kill a non-Muslim is the bounden duty of a devout Muslim, enshrined in their scripture, which straightaway reserves a prized birth in heaven, she said with an indubitable air of finality. She was wondering whether future generations of Hindus would be safe in India. My mind was in half agreement. I thought that there are moderate-looking, but not moderate Muslims. Not quite perhaps, but then we make sweeping general conclusions. The happy part is most of our conclusions are idle and we do not proceed to act on them. Intention may be punishable in religious context, but in ordinary law it would be wrong to prosecute a person on intentions even if expressed.


Jan 14, 2005

Ms Srivastava. I came to know the name by looking over the tag for the luggage she prepared with surgical precision, yes, she is a general surgeon practising in Lucknow. She showed me her onward flight coupon from Delhi to Lucknow and wondered whether she would miss the connection to Lucknow. I told her that there was plenty of time. Nothing to worry about the delay in the flight timing from Jaipur to Delhi. She gave a strange look and spoke nothing in reply. We discussed later in the lounge after passing through security, the big Haj crowd that invaded the area much to her discomfiture. To kill a non-Muslim is the bounden duty of a devout Muslim, enshrined in their scripture, which straightaway reserves a prized birth in heaven, she said with an indubitable air of finality. She was wondering whether future generations of Hindus would be safe in India. My mind was in half agreement. I thought that there are moderate-looking, but not moderate Muslims. Not quite perhaps, but then we make sweeping general conclusions. The happy part is most of our conclusions are idle and we do not proceed to act on them. Intention may be punishable in religious context, but in ordinary law it would be wrong to prosecute a person on intentions even if expressed.


Jun 30, 2007

Away from the madding crowd, along the roaring see, alone I walked on the damp sand hardened by the fickle waves, caressed by the salty breeze. I looked for the moon now and then but it seemed to shy away from the multitudes that thronged the beach, even on a full moon day or the next to it. The lights of the planes climbing down substituted for the absent moon. I checked my thoughts which were not different from years ago. Then it occurred to me that most of us grow outwardly, and inwardly we are still the same. The great ones grow inwardly.


From my diary Feb 1999

We went to Bannerughatta zoo. It turned out to be better than expected though the van was quite uncomfortable. The lion and lioness hovering about the cage where perhaps their food would be served made me introspective – how often I too hover around kitchen. Moreover, food seems to precede freedom in one’s choice. Who is more cruel – the lion or the man who holds it captive?


Monday, September 23, 2024

Quotations

 Pyotr Chaadaev:

"Our memories reach back no further than yesterday, as it were, strangers to ourselves. ... That is but a natural consequence of a culture that consists entirely of imports and imitation.  ... We absorb all our ideas ready-made, and therefore the indelible trace left in the mind by a progressive movement of ideas, which gives it strength, does not shape our intellect. ... We are like children who have not been taught to think for themselves; when they become adults, they have nothing of their own - all the knowledge is on the surface of their being, their soul is not within them."



Found in old St. Paul’s Church in Baltimore:

Go placidly among the noise and haste, remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly, clearly and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant they too have their story.

Avoid loud aggressive persons. They are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble, it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is so full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is, many people strive for high ideals. Be yourself, esp. do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love, for in the face of all avidity and disenchantment it transcends time and space. Take kindly the counsel of years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of Spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not disturb yourself with imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars, you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you there is no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labours and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery broken dreams, it is sill a beautiful world. Be careful! Take care. Strive to be Happy.


Prince Rama Varma quoted this as a parallel to Guru-Sishya relationship:

"Your children are not your children.

They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.

They come through you but not from you,

And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.


You may give them your love but not your thoughts,

For they have their own thoughts.

You may house their bodies but not their souls,

For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.

For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.


You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.

The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.

Let our bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;

For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable."

Kahlil Gibran (1883 - 1931)


Collected Quotes from Albert Einstein


"Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. It takes a touch of genius -- and a lot of courage -- to move in the opposite direction."

"Imagination is more important than knowledge."

"Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love."

"I want to know God's thoughts; the rest are details."

"The hardest thing in the world to understand is the income tax."

"Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one."

"The only real valuable thing is intuition."

"A person starts to live when he can live outside himself."

"I am convinced that He (God) does not play dice."

"God is subtle but he is not malicious."

"Weakness of attitude becomes weakness of character."

"I never think of the future. It comes soon enough."

"The eternal mystery of the world is its comprehensibility."

"Sometimes one pays most for the things one gets for nothing."

"Science without religion is lame. Religion without science is blind."

"Anyone who has never made a mistake has never tried anything new."

"Great spirits have often encountered violent opposition from weak minds."

"Everything should be made as simple as possible, but not simpler."

"Common sense is the collection of prejudices acquired by age eighteen."

"Science is a wonderful thing if one does not have to earn one's living at it."

"The secret to creativity is knowing how to hide your sources."

"The only thing that interferes with my learning is my education."

"God does not care about our mathematical difficulties. He integrates empirically."

"The whole of science is nothing more than a refinement of everyday thinking."

"Technological progress is like an axe in the hands of a pathological criminal."

"Peace cannot be kept by force. It can only be achieved by understanding."

"The most incomprehensible thing about the world is that it is comprehensible."

"We can't solve problems by using the same kind of thinking we used when we created them."

"Education is what remains after one has forgotten everything he learned in school."

"The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing."

"Do not worry about your difficulties in Mathematics. I can assure you mine are still greater."

"Equations are more important to me, because politics is for the present, but an equation is something for eternity."

"If A is a success in life, then A equals x plus y plus z. Work is x; y is play; and z is keeping your mouth shut."

"Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the the universe."

"As far as the laws of mathematics refer to reality, they are not certain, as far as they are certain, they do not refer to reality."

"Whoever undertakes to set himself up as a judge of Truth and Knowledge is shipwrecked by the laughter of the gods."

"I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones."

"In order to form an immaculate member of a flock of sheep one must, above all, be a sheep."

"The fear of death is the most unjustified of all fears, for there's no risk of accident for someone who's dead."

"Too many of us look upon Americans as dollar chasers. This is a cruel libel, even if it is reiterated thoughtlessly by the Americans themselves."

"Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism -- how passionately I hate them!"

"No, this trick won't work...How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love?"

"My religion consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind."

"Yes, we have to divide up our time like that, between our politics and our equations. But to me our equations are far more important, for politics are only a matter of present concern. A mathematical equation stands forever."

"The release of atom power has changed everything except our way of thinking...the solution to this problem lies in the heart of mankind. If only I had known, I should have become a watchmaker."

"Great spirits have always found violent opposition from mediocrities. The latter cannot understand it when a man does not thoughtlessly submit to hereditary prejudices but honestly and courageously uses his intelligence."

"The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed."

"A man's ethical behavior should be based effectually on sympathy, education, and social ties; no religious basis is necessary. Man would indeeded be in a poor way if he had to be restrained by fear of punishment and hope of reward after death."

"The further the spiritual evolution of mankind advances, the more certain it seems to me that the path to genuine religiosity does not lie through the fear of life, and the fear of death, and blind faith, but through striving after rational knowledge."

"Now he has departed from this strange world a little ahead of me. That means nothing. People like us, who believe in physics, know that the distinction between past, present, and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion."

"You see, wire telegraph is a kind of a very, very long cat. You pull his tail in New York and his head is meowing in Los Angeles. Do you understand this? And radio operates exactly the same way: you send signals here, they receive them there. The only difference is that there is no cat."

"One had to cram all this stuff into one's mind for the examinations, whether one liked it or not. This coercion had such a deterring effect on me that, after I had passed the final examination, I found the consideration of any scientific problems distasteful to me for an entire year."

"...one of the strongest motives that lead men to art and science is escape from everyday life with its painful crudity and hopeless dreariness, from the fetters of one's own ever-shifting desires. A finely tempered nature longs to escape from the personal life into the world of objective perception and thought."

"He who joyfully marches to music rank and file, has already earned my contempt. He has been given a large brain by mistake, since for him the spinal cord would surely suffice. This disgrace to civilization should be done away with at once. Heroism at command, how violently I hate all this, how despicable and ignoble war is; I would rather be torn to shreds than be a part of so base an action. It is my conviction that killing under the cloak of war is nothing but an act of murder."

"A human being is a part of a whole, called by us _universe_, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest... a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty."

"Not everything that counts can be counted, and not everything that can be counted counts." (Sign hanging in Einstein's office at Princeton)


Somerset Maugham quotations

2010

It's no good trying to keep up old friendships. It's painful for both

sides. The fact is, one grows out of people, and the only thing is to

face it.

We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love.

It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed

person.

There are three rules for writing the novel. Unfortunately, no one

knows what they are.

It is a funny thing about life; if you refuse to accept anything but

the best, you very often get it.

It is not wealth one asks for but just enough to preserve one's

dignity, to work unhampered, to be generous, frank and independent.



(Amritavahini) 

24 Gurus:

(This is the list spoken of by Dattatreya, an incarnation of Vishnu):


1. Mother earth is my first guru. She taught me to hold those who trample me, scratch me, and hurt me lovingly in my heart, just as she does. She taught me to give them my best, remembering that their acts are normal and natural from their standpoint.

2. Water it is a force that contains life and purity. It cleanses whatever it touches and provides life to whoever drinks it. Water

flows unceasingly. If it stops, it becomes stagnant. Keep moving is the lesson I learned from water.

3. Fire. It burns everything, transforming it into flame. By consuming dead logs, it produces warmth and light. Thus, I learnt how to absorb everything that life brings and how to turn it into flame. This flame enlightens my life and in that light, others can walk safely.

4. Wind is my fourth guru. The wind moves unceasingly, touching flowers and thorns alike, but never attaches itself to the objects it touches. Like the wind, I learned not to prefer flowers over thorns or friends over foes. Like the wind, my goal is to provide freshness to all without becoming attached.

5. Space: This all-pervading and all-embracing space is my fifth guru. Space has room for the sun, moon, and stars and yet, it remains untouched and unconfined. I, too, must have room for all the diversities, and still remain unaffected by what I contain. All visible and invisible objects may have their rightful place within me, but they have no power to confine my consciousness.

6. The moon. The moon waxes and wanes and yet never loses its essence, totality, or shape. From watching the moon, I learned that waxing and waning-rising and falling, pleasure and pain, loss and gain-are simply phases of life. While passing through these phases, I never lose awareness of my true Self.

7. The sun is my seventh guru. With its bright rays, the sun draws water from everything, transforms it into clouds, and then distributes it as rain without favor. Rain falls on forests, mountains, valleys, deserts, oceans, and cities. Like the sun, I learned how to gather knowledge from all sources, transform that knowledge into practical wisdom, and share it with all without preferring some recipients and excluding others.

8. Pigeon: My eighth guru is a flock of pigeons. One pigeon fell into a hunter's net and cried in despair. Other pigeons tried to rescue it and got caught, too. From these pigeons, I learned that even a positive reaction, if it springs from attachment and emotion, can entangle and ensure.

9. Python: My ninth guru is the python who catches and eats its prey, and then doesn't hunt again for a long time. It taught me that once my need has been met, I must be satisfied and not make myself miserable running after the objects of my desire.

10. The ocean, which is the abode of the waters. It receives and assimilates water from all the rivers in the world and never overflows its boundaries. It taught me that no matter what experiences I go through in life, no matter how many kicks and blows I receive, I must maintain my discipline.

11. The moth is my eleventh guru. Drawn by light, it flies from its dwelling to sacrifice itself in the flame. It taught me that once I see the dawn, I must overcome my fear, soar at full speed, and plunge into the flame of knowledge to be consumed and transformed.

12. Bumblebee: My twelfth guru is a bumblebee who takes only the tiniest drops of nectar from the flowers. Before accepting even that much, it hums and hovers and dances, creating an atmosphere of joy around the flower. It not only sings the song of cheerfulness; it also gives more to the flowers than it takes. It pollinates the plants and helps them prosper by flying from one flower to another. I learned from the bumblebee that I should take only a little from nature and that I should do so cheerfully, enriching the source from which I receive sustenance.

13. Honeybee: My thirteenth guru is the honeybee who collects more nectar than it needs. It gathers nectar from different sources, swallows it, transforms it into honey, and brings it to the hive. It consumes only a bit of what it gathers, sharing the rest with others. Thus I should gather wisdom from the teachers of all disciplines and process the knowledge that I gain. I must apply the knowledge that is conducive to my growth, but I must be ready to share everything I know with others.

14. Elephant: Once I saw a wild elephant being trapped. A tame female elephant in season was the bait. Sensing her presence, the wild male emerged from its domain and fell into a pit that had been cleverly concealed with branches and heaps of leaves. Once caught, the wild elephant was tamed to be used by others. This elephant is my fourteenth guru because he taught me to be careful with my passions and desires. Worldly charms arouse our sensory impulses and, while chasing after the sense cravings, the mind gets trapped and enslaved, even though it is powerful.

15. Deer: It listens intently and is wary of all noises, but is lured to its doom by the melody of the deer hunter's flute. Like the deer, we keep our ears alert for every bit of news, rumour and gossip, and are skeptical about much that we hear. But we become spellbound by certain words, which, due to our desires, attachments, cravings, and vasanas (subtle impressions from the past), we delight to hear. This tendency creates misery for others and ourselves.

!6. The fish who swallows a baited hook and is caught by the fisherman. This world is like bait. As long as I remember the episode of the fish, I remain free of the hook.

17. A prostitute who knows that she doesn't love her customers, nor do they love her. Yet she waits for them and, when they come, enacts the drama of love. She isn't satisfied with the artificial love she gives and receives, nor with the payment she is given. I realized that all humans are like prostitutes and the world, like the customers, is enjoying us. The payment is always inadequate and we feel dissatisfied. Thus, I became determined not to live like a prostitute. Instead, I will live with dignity and self-respect, not expecting this world to give me either material or internal satisfaction, but to find it myself by going within.

18. A bird: My eighteenth guru is a little bird who was flying with a worm in its beak. Larger birds flew after him and began pecking him. They stopped only when the little bird dropped the worm. Thus, I learned that the secret of survival lies in renunciation, not in possession.

19. Baby: My nineteenth guru is the baby that cries when it is hungry and stops when it suckles at its mother's breast. When the baby is full, it stops feeding and nothing its mother does can induce it to take more milk. I learned from this baby to demand only when I really need. When it's provided, I must take only what I require and then turn my face away. 

20. A young woman whom I met when I was begging for alms. She told me to wait while she prepared a meal. Her bracelets jangled as she cooked, so she removed one. But the noise continued, so she took off all her bracelets, one by one, until only one remained. Then there was silence. Thus, I learned that wherever there is a crowd, there is noise, disagreement, and dissension. Peace can be expected only in solitude.

21. A snake that makes no hole for itself, but who rests in holes other creatures have abandoned, or curls up in the hollow of a tree for a while, and then moves on. From this snake, I learned to adjust myself to my environment and enjoy the resources of nature without encumbering myself with a permanent home. Creatures in nature move constantly, continually abandoning their previous dwellings. Therefore, while floating along the current of nature, I find plenty of places to rest. Once I am rested, I move on.

22. My twenty-second guru is an arrow maker who was so absorbed in shaping his arrowheads that the king and his entire army passed without attracting his attention. Thus I learned from the arrow makes to be absorbed in the task at hand, no matter how big or small. The more one-pointed my focus, the greater my absorption, and the greater my absorption, the more subtle my awareness. The goal is subtle, and can only be grasped by subtle awareness.

23. My twenty-third guru is a little spider who built itself a nice cozy web. When a larger spider chased it, it rushed to take refuge in its web. But it ran so fast that it got entangled and was swallowed by the bigger spider. Thus, I learned that we create webs for ourselves by trying to build a safe haven, and as we race along the threads of these webs, we become entangled and are consumed. There is no safety to be found in the complicated webs of our actions.

24. My twenty-fourth guru is a worm who was caught by a songbird and placed in its nest. As the bird began singing, the worm became so absorbed in the song that it lost all awareness of its peril. Watching this little creature become absorbed in a song in the face of death reminded me that I, too, must develop the art of listening so that I my become absorbed in the eternal sound (Aum), Naad, that is always within me.


Sri Sri Ravi Shankar:

"Life is like a merry-go-round. You travel a long time, but get off where you got in."

 

Sri Parthasarathi, A Vedantha exponent:

"It is vain to hope that if you get 'x' you will be happy."