Saturday, June 27, 2026

Every Career Has an Origin Story. This Is Mine.


Imagine a three-year-old girl standing beside her mother in their garden in the early hours of the morning. Her mother, a science teacher, gently guided her tiny fingers to collect yellow and orange pollen from one flower and carefully transfer it to another.

Days later, those flowers would begin transforming into fruits and vegetables.

To the little girl, it felt like magic. Fascinated by the process, she returned to the garden every morning, eagerly checking on her flowers and waiting to see what they would become.

That little girl was me.

To my mother, it was simply a lesson in pollination, a basic scientific concept.

What neither of us realized was that this daily mother-daughter ritual was teaching something far more profound: how motivation and rewards shape human behavior, one of the most powerful ideas in psychology.

The excitement of discovery, the joy of nurturing growth, and the anticipation of seeing results created an enduring lesson about what drives human behavior and how meaningful rewards can reinforce it.

 Many years later, those early mornings in my mother's garden continue to shape the way I think about my work. Today, I design reward programs for organizations. Much like my mother created the conditions for flowers to flourish, I help organizations create the conditions for people to thrive, perform, and achieve results.

Looking back, what began as a simple lesson in pollination became my first lesson in what motivates people to grow, perform, and flourish.

Saturday, May 31, 2025

An unusual dude at an unusual place!

I had a rather unusual visit to a cemetery last week. We were there to offer prayers in memory of my late uncle, and the entire family had gathered for the occasion.

That's when he appeared: the gravedigger. Let’s call him Dude Z. To our surprise, he struck up a conversation with all of us, chatting away like an old acquaintance. What immediately stood out was how much he knew: not just about the cemetery, but about everyone buried there. Names, family ties, connections across generations... it was like watching a human version of Facebook in action.

And then, there was his English. Flawless. With a hint of a British accent. Definitely not something you'd expect from a gravedigger deep in the heartlands of South India. The contrast was both amusing and oddly impressive.

We also noticed several cats roaming around. My nephew and I tried feeding them whatever snacks we had on hand. That’s when Dude Z remarked, “Oh, they have their own snacks and a snacking time! There are five of them. They sit around to keep me company while I dig graves.” He pointed toward a spot in the distance and added, “You’ll see their special food kept there.”

He went on to explain how the cats were cared for, with evident pride. “I spend a thousand bucks on them!” he declared, his eyes lighting up with a mix of pride and playful swagger.

My nephew and I exchanged a quick glance. A silent but synchronized “Did he just flex that?” kind of look.

Later, we couldn't stop talking about the encounter. Dude Z had left an impression. He now had two new fans.

And then came my nephew’s cheeky remark:
“Die-hard fans’ has a whole different meaning in his case.”
LOL. Well played.

Thursday, May 03, 2012

New found love!

Please meet Bubble, the new addition to my life!



Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Want to listen to my story?

I have a story to tell you!

Children, have you heard of Mickey Mouse?
Yeah!
Now, have you heard of Val-Mickey Mouse?
Naaah!
Booo!
Shooo!

Ha ha! This is how the story telling workshop(as a part of launch of two Tulika books, Vyasa's Mahabharath and Hanuman's Ramayan) started.

House full of kids. I and Benjie struggling to handle them. But nevertheless, we did a good job. We had a real good time!

The Authors' of the books were really happy to see us enliven the characters in their books by becoming Banana trees, Bridge, Musk rat, Ganesha, Cat, Hanuman and what not!

We goofed up here and there because the kids were hyper-active. Whatever it was, it was fun! Children are these lovely little things! Such a nice feeling it left in the end! After all, that is the most important thing. Right?

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

Good Life and Pure Magic!

Was talking to a friend who happened to be in a shop when I had called. He told the Shop keeper, "Give me one Good Life and one Pure Magic!" Coming to think of it, that is all what all of us want: A Good life and Pure Magic!

For those of you who are still wondering: Good Life is a brand of milk and Pure magic a brand of biscuits!

Sunday, June 21, 2009

The Four Phone calls!

Call Number 1

Of late, I do not pick up calls on my personal mobile at work. I really do not see the need for it. But sometimes, a few phone calls, from few numbers, compel me not to think but to pick. This was one such phone call.

"I really need a change. And, at this moment, I cant think of any better change than to get married!"

"What?!?!?!?!" that was the instantaneous reaction from my end. I could not think of anything else.

This was one of my best buddies in college. She really needed a change - yes, 3 years of work life forced to think that way. Some of the pointers to her next few years in life - H1 Visa, Onsite options etc etc., were not really making progress. Okay, after careful examination of the case, it was decided, may be marriage, is not, a bad option for her.

Call Number 2
2 months later..

A similar phone call, a much more frantic call from the other end, when I was enjoying my Head massage blissfully at one of my favorite parlors. It was her again. This time with a name and employee number.

"Horoscopes perfectly matched. I want some help with the Info about this guy. He works in our Chennai office."

The Name and the employee ID - Oh My God! This guy sits diagnally across my cubicle at work, an employee in my Unit! The information exchanges happen, and, the call, hung up!

Call Number 3

I am in a wedding reception in Madurai. Tring Tring on my mobile.

"I am very worried. Lot of tension at home. This guy is coming tomorrow to meet me. I met his family already. I liked them. But my dad is not very interested in it. Talk to amma." and lo she hands the phone over.

A little bit of information exchange. Some promises to have a open mind and meet this guy. Call hung up.

Call Number 4:

At office again. Yet another phone call, I could not resist picking up. Dont get me wrong! It was not because of the person making the call but the information I thought it carried.

"Hello?"
"Wedding is fixed. We would get married in December"

Inference :
1. Three hours of talk, life is decided!
2. It happens only in India and in arranged marriages!
3. The world is a very small Place!
4. Appearences do not matter!
5. It is the wedding season!

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Shamelessness is not the word!

Converstation with Nassh
Where : On call
Time : 10 PM, today
Me: Where is my HRD Book?
Nassh : You will get it tomorrow night at 8.45 PM.
Me : Does that mean that we are going out for dinner?
Nassh: hmmm.. We can. Lets go!
Me : Does that mean you are going to pay the bill?
Nassh: haan?
Me : Penalty for keeping my book for 4 months and not reading a single page from it?
Nassh : Ok OK. I will. I dont mind taking you out for Dinner.
Me : Good Boy. BTW, Benjie might also join us for dinner.
Nassh : Oh My God. Anything more?
Me : Are you not bringing me a bunch of roses?
Nassh : So far I ve not bought them for anyone other than...... But now that you ve asked for it, I will.
Me : Okay. Good!
Nassh : Is that all? Anything more?
Me : That will do for the moment!