The first step to doing that was when I realized that all the people in the supposedly “great” Bombay were just loafing around with not much to do. Then I found a free Wi-Fi network and surfed the net and after that I started my professional networking lessons with a member of the Jindal clan.
Pranay Jindal is just the stem of the Y away from Pranav, the only remnant of my halcyon days of college. The former is what I’d like to equate to being the male equivalent of a certain nursery rhyme character that I knew in Bombay, ok I still know the concerned character, but what the heck? I don’t seem to be making much sense these days, not after your mind gets strangled by the endless tangle of wires that constitute the average “electrical scheme drawing”. For the uninitiated, that’s what the “technical” people draw up on paper for the technicians to follow when they wire the components of any electrical panel. Believe me, all of the wires that snake across the places where you live and work started their days as lines on a piece of paper; from the ridiculously simple in your average hut to the insanely complex in a multi megawatt power plant. Technically, I shouldn’t be writing about work and the company I work in, but since I haven’t taken the name anywhere or said anything bad, I should be ok, right?
Yes, back to the male equivalent of the nursery rhyme character, Mr. Jindal. For starts, his appearance reminded me of an alligator, or a sapping turtle or some related creature of the natural world. If you manage to draw a connection of some sort between those two, then you’re bloody brilliant, believe me, even this man has trouble reading my tone of voice and facial expressions, I tend to exaggerate a lot and send out the wrong signals at the wrong times. Finding a rock n roll fan is not easy task, especially in a small city cum industrial town but here you go, I’ve found life where I previously thought there was none. Rock n roll will always find a way to survive in the harshest of conditions! And he makes a lot of noise with external speakers for his lappy! I don’t make sense!
Yes, think of Jindal and you think of Jindal Steel, the company whose shares are likened to the Reliance of yesterday, with four figure valuations and yearly dividend payouts. Our man here seems to have had his intravenous shots of finance at a very young age, believe me, I can tell. Whether or not he’s connected to the illustrious clan of entrepreneurs, I don’t know and don’t want to ask, but I’m sure the act of forwarding this mail to him will elicit some sort of response, it ‘s worked in the past and I bet it will work yet again, words are all I have after all. Oh he'll be stalking the corridors of power very soon indeed.
The male equivalent you ask, and that has not yet been answered, ok I’ll tell you why. I cannot talk for monkeys nuts, I just cannot get my point across and convince people. But this man specializes in that, PR work you can call it. From using a few contacts to build a network that spans generations to leaving his footprints in the sands of Baroda, I think he’ll do it all. When you attend some session of Toastmasters International in Baroda, you know where it all started, in an air conditioned office on the outskirts of the town.
I could wax eloquent about what little I know of this man, but time restricts my rave to this much. There’s only so many times that you can turn your head around to make sure that no one’s watching you as you waste time in office!
Till the next post,
Cheers from Baroda!
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