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Respect me for my knowledge and not for my age .... is that what most of us say.. all the time secretly wishing and hoping for admirers ..??...

Life has made me this way ... do we always blame life and its many travestys to be the cause of our selfishness , our reserve and our ascerbity ???......

I dont give free advice .. is this the way we want our ego to be satiated and our words to be valued ..????

lets do it another day .. is this the way we ward of challenges and stick to our homegrounds ???

When we want our juniors to challenge us , to speak out , are we willing to listen to them ..??.. or change ???... or are these mere words meant to be repeated in every company meeting .....

Can i stop being CEO for a change ???....

Comments

Anonymous said…
its quite obvious its ur first brush with the 'C' life speaking .

frankly, i think its great and i have a list of ppl in whose face id like to throw this so they can.......
Anonymous said…
This is my first perusal through your blog. My first impression is that these blogs have flowered out from a gifted writer(Or a potess!)I will revisit the blogs regularly for the genuineness of ideas and for their profundity.
Anonymous said…
hmmmmmm.... well wat can i say or write.. ab.. all i can say.. keep writin such stuff.. which is worth ponderin over..!!!
Aparna Ganguly said…
Needless to say Sugs...
I loved reading it..
And honestly..I would want a few others to read it too

"Others" as in of the category whose words u have quoted in italics...

(gritting my teeth)

p.s strange how u manage to elicit a different reaction everytime from me...

May the colours of ur pallete never fade...

Keep painting with ur words my beautiful frn :)
Anonymous said…
kewl...like i always say...chuk tis job..and b a ms salman rushdie of india...
Anonymous said…
Profound stuff Sug, i implore u all future CEOs to take a vow that u'll break this vicious circle and clean the jargon choked conduits of ur organizations

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