Some absurd claims in media (Read here) were brought to our notice by a PGPX co-alumnus of ours (Read here ). Apparently, this news has been, today, picked up by a television news channel also.
It is unfortunate that certain people have misconstrued and consequentially misrepresented the objectives of the course and actions of the professor. Actions of the professor, to be sure, in my experience in this course, were that of "professing"/talking in a challenging manner and demonstrating meditative exercises. And in full earnest, the professor forewarns people that it is not for the faint-hearted, not for any reason (we realise later) except that they will be reaching within to free themselves of their fears & inhibitions.
The course at IIMA (similar to NID's Strategic Design Management mentioned in the media article) is intended to develop a creative mindset. A basic point delivered is that in order to be creative, mental blocks (mostly unresolved notions) need to be overcome. Overcoming baseless notions leads to an uninhibited approach to generating new ideas. With a questioning mindset, our basal fears are identified and this further leads to freeing ourselves of them.
The suggestion that there was stripping or there were even suggestions to strip in the class is totally absurd. At the most the question asked by the instructor is- in a scenario that he were to make a suggestion to strip, how would participants respond? It is a question intended to urge participants to think why they would respond the way they would. It is intended to encourage students to examine the basis of their individual responses. Several such questions are asked that challenge our presumptions about norms, superstitions etc that normally lead to "in-the-box" or linear thinking. The professor takes an innovative approach toward developing an innovative mindset. He brings together nueroscience, evolutionary biology, space science (MFR technology), ancient yogic practices, psychology, modern design theory, innovation theories, management science among others, to provide holistic & experiential learning. It is sad that someone has totally misunderstood this and made a joke out of it.
The contract (touted as 'NDA' by the complainant) itself, by the way, if you understand the professor's purport, is intended as a first challenge- that of signing an undertaking to face the unknown. While we were told that such a declaration is legally binding (blah, blah), one only needs to step above the details to see through the exercise and appreciate the ingenuity of the approach. The declaration -handwriting it & signing it- is intended to drive in seriousness about the course, while challenging your mind and your fears. If you still don't get it, consider what your response would be if a total stranger approached you and asked you to write such a declaration? In daily work life, this is what happens. Someone gives us a creative task and our inhibitions prevent us from thinking freely and understanding the issues underlying any problem. Our solutions are, therefore, based on wrong or narrow notions. How many products don't fail in the market due to bad (sometimes, even stupid) design?
For the record, my experience of undergoing this course was clean and genuinely eye-opening. While I am not speaking on their behalf, I can confidently state that the female classmates of mine were not uncomfortable as far as I could understand and can recall. The course became a hit among those who joined it and was followed loyally. So much so, that a few wives of students joined the course and they completed it (no credits, though!) with full fervour. In the following term, Advanced edition of the course (Call it "Part 2") offered as an elective, again, had a dedicated following.
A set of people has totally missed the point. Correction... a set of people has totally missed the bus on what could have been a potentially transformational experience to them, had they made an earnest attempt to follow the message than throw muck around, over nothing (internal investigations are currently on, states the TV channel).
There might be more to the motive of this complaint/allegation than meets the eye. One doesn't need to have undergone the course to see it.
2010-06-16
Breakfast in Bengaluru; Dinner in Mumbai...
A few years back, if someone had said this, one would think that he is planning a day trip by air. With the Golden Quadrilateral in place, today, anyone one who drives down the distance on a car can make the same claim.
In planning for the return leg of our 12 day road trip, we had budget two days (daylight hours) to drive to Mumbai. Some suggested that we should halt at Belgaum, others said Kolhapur or Karad. These suggestions meant that it was assumed that the distance cannot be covered in a regular ‘day’ and that it is not safe (it still is not for many reasons) to drive at night. We also had a baby in tow and driver himself (me!) was expected to tire out by the time he covered about 700 km, professional driver as he is not.
For the record, I should state that I was underestimating my stamina, since I had in the past covered about 1996 miles (~3200 km) in a 96 hour round trip. But that was in the USA. Knowing the Indian road 700 km in a day seemed like a stretch. Obviously, I hadn't done much (or real) highway driving in India, in the last few years. Sure, the car you are driving also makes a lot of difference.
We set out at 6 AM sharp, in light drizzle, with the intent to make the most of daylight hours and cover the 700 KM in about 14 hours. This meant that we expected to do about 50 kmph in terms of real distance covered given the slowing, stopping, halting and simply trying to but not able to really overtake those cluster of trucks aching their way up ghats.
We drove comfortably, stopped to take pictures, lunch, drinks breaks and even a lay-bye power nap of 15 minutes. We were pretty happy that we reached Karad...but at 5:45 PM! At 61 kmph real speed, cruising mostly at 90 kmph, this is pretty neat. I am sure people with turbojet in their blood would be enthused by the prospect to make this distance in less than 10 hours; perilous as it may be. With a couple of hours of daylight still in sight, we drove on and reached Pune (880 KM) by 8:30 PM (same average even through a small stretch of ghat in 14.5 hours). Finally, we took another 2.5 hours to reach Mumbai (Pune-Mumbai on the expressway is another superb ride), yielding 1000 km in 17 hours. Late dinner in Mumbai meant that we actually saved a day on road. It is another matter that this upset my wife since she thinks I short-changed her by cutting short the vacation. (I know I will pay a price for this someday soon.)
Driving on NH4 is like jet skiing. As of this writing, NH4 is complete from Bengaluru through Pune barring a 15 km bye-pass of Ranebennur, which means you go through the town. One does not mind shelling out about 500 bucks in toll (they call it "road user fee") through the entire route. This segment of the Golden Quadrilateral is very well built and maintained. Some oddities remain- like people and animals crossing roads like they are walking in their backyard, but that’s a reality on every highway in India, no matter how wide or smooth it is and whether or not you pay toll.
The Mumbai-Pune expressway (alternative to NH4) is a wonderful exception to this rule. It is a great feeling driving through gargantuan tunnels (longest is about 1.5 km long) with three lanes and high ceilings, well lit in vibrant orange neon. In fact, watching three lanes of traffic zooming through tunnels in India is a first for me. Truck drivers need to yet learn how to use the Mumbai-Pune expressway. We saw at least five overturned trucks of all sizes- even 10-wheelers- belly-up on relatively sharp turns. Simply, they were just too fast and the guys probably ignored the warnings to slowing down. (There could be an arguable point about designing turns on expressways, but I will give engineers the benefit of doubt on this one)
It is not without reason that the entire NH4 (I am sure rest of GQ as well) carries frequently seen hoardings of the ruling Congress leaders. The GQ is indeed something to be proud of. It has phenomenal implications to the logistics, particularly, road transport industry. Fast road travel implies higher efficiency of transport vehicles; higher predictability through better planning; faster supply chains; development of storage and specialised infrastructure in ‘outer’ locations (where it would be cheaper) and overall economic savings. For personal travel as well, roads like GQ open up a safer option to travel by own cars (or bikes for those who prefer).
Bengaluru to Mumbai on road- all in a day’s work. Hadn’t thought of it that way, until yesterday.
In planning for the return leg of our 12 day road trip, we had budget two days (daylight hours) to drive to Mumbai. Some suggested that we should halt at Belgaum, others said Kolhapur or Karad. These suggestions meant that it was assumed that the distance cannot be covered in a regular ‘day’ and that it is not safe (it still is not for many reasons) to drive at night. We also had a baby in tow and driver himself (me!) was expected to tire out by the time he covered about 700 km, professional driver as he is not.
For the record, I should state that I was underestimating my stamina, since I had in the past covered about 1996 miles (~3200 km) in a 96 hour round trip. But that was in the USA. Knowing the Indian road 700 km in a day seemed like a stretch. Obviously, I hadn't done much (or real) highway driving in India, in the last few years. Sure, the car you are driving also makes a lot of difference.
We set out at 6 AM sharp, in light drizzle, with the intent to make the most of daylight hours and cover the 700 KM in about 14 hours. This meant that we expected to do about 50 kmph in terms of real distance covered given the slowing, stopping, halting and simply trying to but not able to really overtake those cluster of trucks aching their way up ghats.
We drove comfortably, stopped to take pictures, lunch, drinks breaks and even a lay-bye power nap of 15 minutes. We were pretty happy that we reached Karad...but at 5:45 PM! At 61 kmph real speed, cruising mostly at 90 kmph, this is pretty neat. I am sure people with turbojet in their blood would be enthused by the prospect to make this distance in less than 10 hours; perilous as it may be. With a couple of hours of daylight still in sight, we drove on and reached Pune (880 KM) by 8:30 PM (same average even through a small stretch of ghat in 14.5 hours). Finally, we took another 2.5 hours to reach Mumbai (Pune-Mumbai on the expressway is another superb ride), yielding 1000 km in 17 hours. Late dinner in Mumbai meant that we actually saved a day on road. It is another matter that this upset my wife since she thinks I short-changed her by cutting short the vacation. (I know I will pay a price for this someday soon.)
Driving on NH4 is like jet skiing. As of this writing, NH4 is complete from Bengaluru through Pune barring a 15 km bye-pass of Ranebennur, which means you go through the town. One does not mind shelling out about 500 bucks in toll (they call it "road user fee") through the entire route. This segment of the Golden Quadrilateral is very well built and maintained. Some oddities remain- like people and animals crossing roads like they are walking in their backyard, but that’s a reality on every highway in India, no matter how wide or smooth it is and whether or not you pay toll.
The Mumbai-Pune expressway (alternative to NH4) is a wonderful exception to this rule. It is a great feeling driving through gargantuan tunnels (longest is about 1.5 km long) with three lanes and high ceilings, well lit in vibrant orange neon. In fact, watching three lanes of traffic zooming through tunnels in India is a first for me. Truck drivers need to yet learn how to use the Mumbai-Pune expressway. We saw at least five overturned trucks of all sizes- even 10-wheelers- belly-up on relatively sharp turns. Simply, they were just too fast and the guys probably ignored the warnings to slowing down. (There could be an arguable point about designing turns on expressways, but I will give engineers the benefit of doubt on this one)
It is not without reason that the entire NH4 (I am sure rest of GQ as well) carries frequently seen hoardings of the ruling Congress leaders. The GQ is indeed something to be proud of. It has phenomenal implications to the logistics, particularly, road transport industry. Fast road travel implies higher efficiency of transport vehicles; higher predictability through better planning; faster supply chains; development of storage and specialised infrastructure in ‘outer’ locations (where it would be cheaper) and overall economic savings. For personal travel as well, roads like GQ open up a safer option to travel by own cars (or bikes for those who prefer).
Bengaluru to Mumbai on road- all in a day’s work. Hadn’t thought of it that way, until yesterday.
2010-06-12
Billions of people, infinite secrets
I recently stumbled upon this new website titled and tagged 'Six billion secrets- Everyone has a secret. What's yours?'.
This is one of the most interesting websites I have visited of late. The concept itself is tremendously innovative. Sign up, keep sharing your secrets. People comment on your secrets, offering mostly encouragement. People vote for top secrets. Linked to Facebook, people can 'Like It' a secret.(More on this later). People can share it with others by email or tweet about it.
This kind of a website, does have some benefits as I see it. Firstly, this is a great cleansing mechanism. While Christianity (not segregating sub-sects and their treatment) recommends the practice of Confession, which is all about cleansing, I gather from what I read, see and hear, that only the devote Christians do it anymore. For people who still want to confess outside of a Confession Box, this is as easy as it gets. There are probably as many people reading the secrets as are writing or revealing. While some secrets (on the website) have led to words of encouragement or validation through response comments, most are yet to be commented upon. One can also look at this as an open (still anonymous) personal journal. Writing journals is supposedly therapeutic for some people.
Secondly, it gives readers encouragement that 'they are not alone' when it comes to complications in personal life. Thirdly, if the revealer is looking for guidance, the comments from people will probably, get them the help they were shy to ask in person. In any case, if a sufficient number of people advise, there will probably be a heightened sense of relief to the revealer that he or she got the right guidance (wisdom of the crowds principle, in a way), which would not happen if the revealer told the secret only to one person.
It has been interesting to read about the type of secrets being written down. Some are downright confessions, some life changing concerns if addressed, some have tremendous amount of pain in them, others are romantically cute admissions.
However, I could not figure out what 'top secret' means to people. It is clear there is a voting mechanism ("Choose Yes ONLY if the secret really moves you!"). Possibly, 'Like It' votes too fetch some weightage toward top secret tag. But why would the voter say he or she 'liked it'? Is it because it is well articulated? people appreciate 'coming out' with that secret, because it is so deep? Or is it because the secret is moving? If names were revealed, is there potential for most 'damage'? What determines Top here?
But there are several questions that come to mind with such a bold concept.
Would you write a secret here? Even under an assumed name? Would Indians see same value in the website as I would expect Americans, British or other culture people to? I would love to know the real answer to this, as real stats on the website could reveal. As far as I could see, there is no such facility on the website. I would think such information might carry some commercial value to, say, psychiatrists. In the Western developed world, having a personal shrink is a normal requirement. Maybe shrinks play the role that families and large set of friends do not. In some cases, they are the only recourse to situations that require 'medical' attention. Will this website abate the need for frequent visits to shrinks? Why not, because afterll a a shrink, supposedly, does not say anything judgmental, but only guides the 'patient' into revealing their innermost motives, thoughts, secrets in confidence. Sure, one will not be able to diagnose or prescribe meds for what any condition that might get diagnosed by a psychiatrist.
I kept thinking about it and could not conclude. However, one of the "secrets", more of a quote summed up exactly what I was thinking.
It's secret #8067 "Now that I think about it, I'm glad we can't read minds.The world would be a much scarier place."
Check out www.sixbillionsecrets.com
This is one of the most interesting websites I have visited of late. The concept itself is tremendously innovative. Sign up, keep sharing your secrets. People comment on your secrets, offering mostly encouragement. People vote for top secrets. Linked to Facebook, people can 'Like It' a secret.(More on this later). People can share it with others by email or tweet about it.
This kind of a website, does have some benefits as I see it. Firstly, this is a great cleansing mechanism. While Christianity (not segregating sub-sects and their treatment) recommends the practice of Confession, which is all about cleansing, I gather from what I read, see and hear, that only the devote Christians do it anymore. For people who still want to confess outside of a Confession Box, this is as easy as it gets. There are probably as many people reading the secrets as are writing or revealing. While some secrets (on the website) have led to words of encouragement or validation through response comments, most are yet to be commented upon. One can also look at this as an open (still anonymous) personal journal. Writing journals is supposedly therapeutic for some people.
Secondly, it gives readers encouragement that 'they are not alone' when it comes to complications in personal life. Thirdly, if the revealer is looking for guidance, the comments from people will probably, get them the help they were shy to ask in person. In any case, if a sufficient number of people advise, there will probably be a heightened sense of relief to the revealer that he or she got the right guidance (wisdom of the crowds principle, in a way), which would not happen if the revealer told the secret only to one person.
It has been interesting to read about the type of secrets being written down. Some are downright confessions, some life changing concerns if addressed, some have tremendous amount of pain in them, others are romantically cute admissions.
However, I could not figure out what 'top secret' means to people. It is clear there is a voting mechanism ("Choose Yes ONLY if the secret really moves you!"). Possibly, 'Like It' votes too fetch some weightage toward top secret tag. But why would the voter say he or she 'liked it'? Is it because it is well articulated? people appreciate 'coming out' with that secret, because it is so deep? Or is it because the secret is moving? If names were revealed, is there potential for most 'damage'? What determines Top here?
But there are several questions that come to mind with such a bold concept.
Would you write a secret here? Even under an assumed name? Would Indians see same value in the website as I would expect Americans, British or other culture people to? I would love to know the real answer to this, as real stats on the website could reveal. As far as I could see, there is no such facility on the website. I would think such information might carry some commercial value to, say, psychiatrists. In the Western developed world, having a personal shrink is a normal requirement. Maybe shrinks play the role that families and large set of friends do not. In some cases, they are the only recourse to situations that require 'medical' attention. Will this website abate the need for frequent visits to shrinks? Why not, because afterll a a shrink, supposedly, does not say anything judgmental, but only guides the 'patient' into revealing their innermost motives, thoughts, secrets in confidence. Sure, one will not be able to diagnose or prescribe meds for what any condition that might get diagnosed by a psychiatrist.
I kept thinking about it and could not conclude. However, one of the "secrets", more of a quote summed up exactly what I was thinking.
It's secret #8067 "Now that I think about it, I'm glad we can't read minds.The world would be a much scarier place."
Check out www.sixbillionsecrets.com
2010-06-09
Ode to a Road
[Inspired by NH17 Goa-Mangalore stretch on the current road trip.
Something was definitely right about this place this time of the year.]
As the mist fades away in reverence to the rising sun,
Shades of green tell on the annual rain-dance that's begun
With the green, not any green but a bright florescent glow,
Dark shades play with shadows of tall trees, in perfect flow
Large trucks rushing past the awakening village & town,
Get mocked by the bullock carts of wet hay light brown
Life begins asimple, on the clockwork of daily routine,
What you saw here yesterday, today's just the same scene
Coastal road this one, teases you with rare cliffs and the sea,
Taking scene away after just a glimpse, like unsure dance of a bee
Meandering road; colorful offshoots,some straight some cower,
Sprinkled among jack-fruit, mango and banyan, lies mayflower
Bedecked elephant cloaked in saffron, green and gold marches,
To the hill where he would bless the crowd by the temple arches
Dew drops fall on the windshield, in a splash, turning to stream,
Reminding me to not lose track of road, not lose my driving steam
As miles roll down under my wheels, each turn alive and fresh,
Brown earth on the shoulder changes color, zephyr becomes windy thresh
As I move down the ghats, gaining speed and swaying on the bends,
I think- this is real, I am here, with nature, there is no pretense
As morning recedes making way to forenoon, waiting crowds behold,
For carriers to take them to their place of work and their life's goals
Sun breaks through the clouds, makes schoolgirls open their shades,
In grey and pink pinafores, mayflowers in hand, such gleeful maids
Envious I become of the offices here, structures overlooking the sea
I work on a sixth floor by a window, but this is where I want work to be
For I have seen sights ante-monsoon; wet fields and blooming trees,
Cruising down this homely route, I have seen even a peacock fly by me
My eyes are fixed on the statue at a distance, rising above the waters,
Temple of the Destroyer, the tall tower, ode to His virtuous powers
As I drive away from the highway, into the little town by Arabian sea,
I wonder whether this coastal road is as beautiful as any road can be.
-MGP
Something was definitely right about this place this time of the year.]
As the mist fades away in reverence to the rising sun,
Shades of green tell on the annual rain-dance that's begun
With the green, not any green but a bright florescent glow,
Dark shades play with shadows of tall trees, in perfect flow
Large trucks rushing past the awakening village & town,
Get mocked by the bullock carts of wet hay light brown
Life begins asimple, on the clockwork of daily routine,
What you saw here yesterday, today's just the same scene
Coastal road this one, teases you with rare cliffs and the sea,
Taking scene away after just a glimpse, like unsure dance of a bee
Meandering road; colorful offshoots,some straight some cower,
Sprinkled among jack-fruit, mango and banyan, lies mayflower
Bedecked elephant cloaked in saffron, green and gold marches,
To the hill where he would bless the crowd by the temple arches
Dew drops fall on the windshield, in a splash, turning to stream,
Reminding me to not lose track of road, not lose my driving steam
As miles roll down under my wheels, each turn alive and fresh,
Brown earth on the shoulder changes color, zephyr becomes windy thresh
As I move down the ghats, gaining speed and swaying on the bends,
I think- this is real, I am here, with nature, there is no pretense
As morning recedes making way to forenoon, waiting crowds behold,
For carriers to take them to their place of work and their life's goals
Sun breaks through the clouds, makes schoolgirls open their shades,
In grey and pink pinafores, mayflowers in hand, such gleeful maids
Envious I become of the offices here, structures overlooking the sea
I work on a sixth floor by a window, but this is where I want work to be
For I have seen sights ante-monsoon; wet fields and blooming trees,
Cruising down this homely route, I have seen even a peacock fly by me
My eyes are fixed on the statue at a distance, rising above the waters,
Temple of the Destroyer, the tall tower, ode to His virtuous powers
As I drive away from the highway, into the little town by Arabian sea,
I wonder whether this coastal road is as beautiful as any road can be.
-MGP
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