Wednesday, 13 August 2014
Tuesday, 12 August 2014
From Corporate to Clinic?
Training has become the most
essential part of corporate culture. It has become a fashion statement for
employees to attend training programs often.
There are also outbound
trainings that presumably, help employees stay fit!
Fancy names are given to training
programs and competition between the HR firms is on the rise. A fresher’s
induction training is now called ‘From Campus to Corporate’.
The training provided, though,
is largely old wine in a new bottle. Technological progress has lent itself to glamourizing
the training arena, though trainees are as bored now as they were in the past!
The training world needs a
whiff of fresh breath that can make enlighten the trainees and break their
boredom. Instead of ‘humanistising’ the science and technology spear, the
training programs are fast moving towards ‘technologizing’ humanities!
Subjects like language and arts
are taught within a rigid framework. After many rounds of filtration, the
trainees are fed with what is absolutely necessary for them, from a strictly
work-related perspective!
The fun is lost and seriousness
has crept in, in every sphere of corporate horizon. This continuing trend is
giving way to many life style related disorders.
Very soon, it will be time to
start a new training program. May be we can call it ‘From Corporate to Clinic’!
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Lifestyle Stories
Sunday, 10 August 2014
Even the Gods are not spared!
“Procedure,” they said, “had to be followed!”
And no one should be spared.
“Bypassing procedure cannot be allowed,
And passwords are never to be shared!”
The bunch of youngsters nodded in rapt attention,
As none dared to speak against authority!
They all needed the job and so were in great tension,
And were all alone in a new city…
One day God decided to visit the fresh employees,
And headed straight to their workplace.
There was a sign which read, “Your ID card, please?”
A hanging camera looked into His face!
At the door- way He was met by someone He had not created!
“Rules are by what people here abide,”
Said the man-made man to the men-maker, unabated!
God wondered; he had no bona-fide.
He needed a photograph and proof that He was God!
He wouldn’t be allowed to enter the office,
And the juniors, doing their duty, got an approving nod,
As He did not have even the registration fees!
Disappointed, God slowly retraced his steps to heaven,
As he saw the notice at the heavenly gate,
He realised that he had been away for years, almost seven!
“Your ID, please," read the display slate!
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