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Book Review: The Winning Way by Anita and Harsha Bhogle Quite often than rare books on the so called key to success and positivity in life seem to be quite sermonic but not this time is the case. Brilliantly drawing parallels from the field of sports and elaborating how wonderfully they can be applied to corporate and day to day life is a beautiful tale told by both Anita and Harsha Bhogle. What keeps the winning cycle ticking? Harsha and Anita put it simply as attributes such as team goals always having a higher precedence over personal goals; culling at the right time; do the one percent things correctly; non-negotiable work ethic;  the right attitude is paramount besides ability and passion. This applies for both sports and corporate houses. The Bhogles make the reader sit up when they describe that how a chronic winner actually kills all hopes of their rivals when they mention of the mighty Aussies in the field of cricket in the late nineties or the feared q

DILIP KAKU AND THE BOOT POLISH   ©  mulsha nkar13. All articles, scripts, poetry, prose, reviews written here are exclusive copyrights of mulshankar13. Any article, poetry, prose, story or reviews may be reused, quoted in full or as an excerpt only with attribution to "Source: mulshankar13". If one thing that stands apart in a Convent or Anglo Indian Schools from the rest in India, it is “DISCILPLINE”. Every morning when you enter the school gate, the dress, the hair cut and the boots are threateningly watched by the Prefects and the School Vice Captain and the Captain. Having never been caught once for my shoes till then it was a goal for me to keep up those standards. Every morning I got up early and polished my boots quite to my satisfaction until one day when it was just 0545 hours in the morning and Dilip Kaku stepped out of his house for the morning shift. He noticed me religiously polishing my boots sitting on my veranda while others of my age

India’s Loss of Olympic Boxing Gold More often than rare, childhood enmity blossoms into a wonderful and ever lasting relationship with age. Devdas and Paro who could not stand each other in their childhood grew up to be immortal lovers and so many other fairytales. With the trouble picker “Dipu” and the bully “Sonu” this was not to be. This was a different script and yet again “ Truth is always stranger than fiction. ” Dipu could have been best described in his childhood as a trouble loving monster that was more than eager to pick up a fight at the drop of a hat and teach the big bad world a lesson befitting enough. Sonu, on the other hand was a bully but with a good heart somewhere hidden in the huge chunk of fat in his overweight but handsome frame. While both these bitter archrivals were ever sharing the same space be it on the playground, class room or the aluminium can that Gobindo’Da used to drive, many in NJMC Khardah would be seriously worried. Sharmaji and Rai

©  mulsha nkar13. All articles, scripts, poetry, prose, reviews written here are exclusive copyrights of mulshankar13. Any article, poetry, prose, story or reviews may be reused, quoted in full or as an excerpt only with attribution to "Source: mulshankar13". Today I cover a glimpse of THE ROY BROTHERS NJMC KHARDAH 0600—0900     STUDY 0900—0945     GET READY 0955—1000     WALK TOWARDS VAN 1000—1700     SCHOOL 1700—1830     PLAY 1830—2130     STUDY 2130—1030     DINNER 1030—0530     SLEEP If anybody in NJMC Khardah had so well disciplined a lifestyle and meticulously followed it were THE ROY BROTHERS. A lifestyle I always tried to emulate during my high school days and at present when things go awry I use the above mentioned strict timelines to gauge out the leakage ( A Six Sigma Methodology to reduce variation in your daily efficiency and output). ZETHI MAA herself used to teach THE ROY BROTHERS and make sure at least two revisions ar

Aboard an international flight but brewed locally in my motherland words “Welcome to India” were bugled out loud. The touch screen panel of the passenger entertainment monitor would respond only at it's own discretion. And if you report to the cabin crew the response is the “chalta hai” attitude. Please do not be surprised if you see a couple of the cabin crew trying to profess team camaraderie by some physical proximity during conversation in the flight. At the Mumbai International Airport the customs junior field officer/steward notices a duty free bottle of champagne in your hands and that’s indication clear enough for him to extend a helping hand that if there is something difficult that needs to be cleared through the customs it can be managed " Saheb bolne ka ”. During the security check to board the domestic flight to India you must not be surprised when the CRPF officer chuckles at a number of European coins in your wallet and asks questions no way related

I WANT TO MEET THE CEO Today is July 22 nd 2008, not the brightest of day no doubt ’m still excited; Am no more a trainee and therefore no more to be bullied; But am a developer and have made my presence felt; Not because I’m a genius to code but rather I’m the extended trainee support; “Our client”, my PL claims, “ is the European retailer king”; Never know yet why do they need high end engineers to sell their vegetables green, My good old Ramdin in my ancestral village; Sells it without so fuss and sells it so well; No need of “OMBUDS, on call support”; No need of “SWA” no “Development Bundle” though; He makes good profit, his wife loves him so much; Still one needs engineers for the grocery store. It’s a couple of months now since July 22 nd 2008; The  PL says he can see in me an engineer good, And ’m gonna shoulder great responsibilities ahead; The CEO is supposed to visit the office today and a lot of action on all the floors; The manager