I have been doing HR consulting for 17 years and it’s surprising that the things that establish your credibility at workplace require no skills and minimal effort , yet so many of this generation ignore it -
1) Be in time for calls/meeting - How difficult it is ?
And if you are late once in a while , apologize . CEOs of biggest companies when late for meeting begin with apology . 2) Stick to deadlines - If you commit to a deadline , stick to it . Regardless if it’s to a junior , peer or supervisor . Work deadlines are not Goa plans
That can be moved around as per your mood . 3) You are judged for every output you produce . focus on quality - Don’t deliver sub par output in the name of internal deliverable , first draft etc . So many people think just because it’s internal deliverable and not client facing
It’s ok to be shoddy . You get assessed for everything especially in first 2 years . Every mail , every output , every call . Focus on quality
There will be days when you will have to work 12 hours a day . That does not make a workplace toxic . There are days where you will not even have 2 hours of work . In all good organization these things balance out
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THIS IS THE MOST GUT WRENCHING & UNBELIEVABLE STORY I EVER HEARD -
Disclosure - This was sent to me in ramblings & sometimes incoherent sentences as if drunk so I stitched it together in my own words-
" You might think that I am completely cuckoo or suffering with some deep
mental health issues . You might be correct , in fact not a day goes by when I don't try to self diagnose as to which one am I or maybe I am both ? But since you collect these stories and I have not told anyone about it ever , I think this will serve both our purpose .
So here goes nothing -
" I am 30 now and these incidents started when I was 18 . I am from one the richest and quite influential family of Delhi . My mother , even though I say this myself , is and was always a bitch . She was a famous model of her times and only thing
I asked people at various forums about the paranormal experiences they had - something that had no logical explanation . It did not had to be scary , just inexplainable .
Here are few -
The Obituary- " As a matter of habit , I read obituaries in newspaper. Its fascinating to see how they differ as per the class . The bigger the obituary , the larger is the wealth left behind for family . Also , the rich have the remembrance prayers at fancy places
like chinmaya mission at lodhi road and middle class at local temples etc . Even in death , they differ by class .
Anyways , so I came across this obituary of a family friend. I was sure that my parents already knew about it so I didn't mention anything and forgot about it .
NEXT TIME THINK BEFORE GOING TO DELHI HAAT ( long thread but it might just save you )
We were deep inside Sanjay Van forest of Delhi. Tears rolled down the eyes of Deepak , as he blindfolded her and tied her to the tree. “ This is the only way to save my daughter “.
PI held him tight - “ I can’t help you if you don’t tell me everything from the beginning . When did all of this start “ . Deepak sat down under the same tree where he had tied her.
He wiped his tears - “ It was a Sunday just like any other . Me , wife and my daughter Divya
First went to Sarojini Nagar market to buy ek turi ka lahsun ( single pod garlic ) for my mother’s knee pain . It was Divya who found it for her grandmother , it’s only available at 1-2 places in entire Delhi . She loved her so much
Then we went to INA market
NOBODY BELIEVED THE STORY OF MY SCARS , WILL YOU ?
I have 10s of these scars and this is the story of these scars
Deepak and I grew up together . We were born in the same colony , went to the same school and were always together . I was 1 year elder to him but we were pretty much joined at the hip .
When we were around 10 , Deepak’s parents were expecting another kid .
I still remember the day Sneha was born . Deepak’s dad came to give us sweets in the morning and in the evening , they were sobbing at our house . Within few hours of birth , somebody had bitten off her finger . Yes , in the hospital . With everyone around
Have you ever seen this boy roaming at Sarojini Nagar market after midnight ?
The year was 1992 . My dad was transferred to Sarojini Nagar govt school. The school is right before the the market. We were allocated govt flat
which was just across the road from the school . Since my dad was to be posted in school for few years , I also took transfer to the same school .
I still remember it was a Sunday when we shifted to the house . The house did not lose any time in telling us that we were
not welcome in it . There was no slow burn . It was on our faces from the moment we stepped in only we did not realized it .
As is the tradition when you enter new house , my mother went to the kitchen to boil the milk . She poured milk in the pateela and turned on the burner
PARANORAL STORIES IN INDIAN ARMY : Paranormal army stories is a genre of its own especially in Japan and US . India also has its own share of such tales told over of what is called " Langar Gupp"
I will start with the most famous one.
The protector of Nathu La Pass, Sikkim:
Nathu La Pass is mountain pass between Tibet and Sikkim where many battles took place between the Indian Army and the PLA during the 1965 Sino-Indian war. During one of these battles , a 22 year old Jawan drowned in a glacier while leading a column of mules
carrying supplies to a remote outpost. Even after 3 days his remains were not found . Legend has it that another soldier had a dream in which the martyred soldier told him the location where the remains of the body were and also that even after death he will remain