Monday, July 19, 2010

Nandu

Our help, our peon Nandu is suffering from malaria. Nandu has just finished his 12th class exams. He is small in appearance and has curly hair. Since he has been absent for the past few days, we are experiencing extreme difficulties in the management of our department since there is no one who knows what things are kept where? Chalks, dusters, musters, files, blank papers, stationery, stamps, pads, keys phone numbers, intercom numbers - all are going haywire. Today, I decided to put my hand into it and understand his whole organization system. Little did I know that he kept the main keys in a common cupboard. This main key would open a locked drawer, in which the rest of the keys are preserved. Till some time, we were not able to locate the main keys itself! Today I found them. When I opened the first drawer, I was excited to see a big bunch of keys - which meant I could open almost anything in our area. But later, I realized, there were far too many keys and they were almost unmanagable. Apart from that, looking at the drawer was interesting: all things were scattered:

Drawer 1 - keys, papers, stamps, photos, stickers, batteries, chargers, wires, bills, PAN card, evelopes, letters, contracts, pens, pins, tapes - all together!
Drawer 2 - clips, rubber bands, calculators, pens, pencils, scales, rulers, markers, whitener, sharpeners, erasers, staple pins, U clips, keys, and what not!
Needless to say, everything was all over. I decided to organize this, as usual! Neatly putting things together - papers separate, stationery separate, diaries separate, Cds separate! I located them in secure places.




















But all this while, I was smiling. Why? I was wondering how a person like Nandu thinks? Nandu is almost able to manage everything without organization. He knows where has the pencil slipped in the drawer, where is the eraser lying, where is which CD - everything! And the amount of keys I found was mindblowing! about 50 keys - in deep recesses of the drawer. One could make a sculpture out of them. Imagine remembering which key opens what! I would have gone mad! Infact, I would sit down and make an chart! But Nandu doesnot require that! He is brilliant! We miss him.
But I dont know what he will feel like when he sees everything spik &span! I am eager to see his reaction when he returns - I have neatly spaced everything! I have organized some things even in the Godrej cupboard. I dont know if he will be able to manage with the new organized organization. Our idea (rather my idea) or organization is so visual, clean and orderly. But the purpose of organization is to get the right thing at the right time. This can be absolved without the visual cleanliness. Partly, this debate can also be extended to our city.

However,

Nandu has a flair for design. When sticking the labels over the files of respective faculties, he used fevicol. I asked him to use transparent salo-tapes. I explained that its easy to change a name on any file then! He appreciated. While sticking labels on the cupboards, he initially had put blaring size stickers! I asked him to reduce them to pt 14. He liked them once he saw them. While making the marking sheet on Autocad - which was all customised, I left an exact blank paper space which would be covered under the metal clip. Also, I put a date (last updation) vertically, on the side of the table (since there was no space in the bottom of the paper - and he almost loved it!

How does he understand these nuances of detail? How is he able to appreciate small things is what I wonder! He is a natural lover of art. He appreciates naturally and understands its value. He keeps telling me to forward interesting images on his mail. He has a collection of good songs on his mobile, he keeps collecting such stiuff. This is why I like him.

He needs direction. I hope I can help him choose something appropriate for him. But may be his priorities are different. May be his family's needs are different. Unfortunately, Adarkar Sir sees him develop into a good clerk. I see him grow into a fine architect..? Destiny! But perhaps he is not struck by desire yet. Maybe that is good - for him and for us!

Friday, July 09, 2010

Revisions

I made two people happy today:
Our Services class faculty - Sujata Bhobe's remuneration was revised and increased. And secondly, one of my class students had wondered why she got such less marks in the Humanities paper. Although she had a lot of inhibitions, I had finally asked her to write in a letter to the Principal for her Humanities paper rechecking. I literally made her sit and draft a letter. Today, her paper was rechecked and her score went up by a whopping 6 marks. This makes her not only the topper of the class (perhaps), but makes her eligible for a higher amount of scholarship money she was applying for.

After a long time I felt really happy for someone - I couldnot control going and telling this girl about her revision of marks. She was thrilled. And for the first time, I felt worthy of being a coordinator!

Sunday, July 04, 2010

Masters Mania

















Last Thursday, I had dinner with 3 people who are going to perhaps the best corners in the world to pursue their post-graduation studies. I had along with me Amrita who is going to Royal College of Art, London for her masters in Product Design, Aditya Sawant, who is going to Harvard's Graduate School of Design in Boston for his masters in Urban Design and Revati who is going to TU Delft in Netherlands for her Masters in Architecture.






















It was a wierd feeling. While all were talking about their visa woes, packing details, luggage limits, flight routes, staying options, dollars, pounds and euros - we cracked some jokes in between. Some time ago, I thought I would be thinking like this too.






















We had some interesting chat. Exhorbitant and expensive dinner, but also a lot of fun. May be such events are for both - forgetting the past, and also realizing that there is something more than what we are doing now, that we have to do. We have to keep trying. And we have to take consolation in what we have already tried. Sometimes doors open. Sometimes, we just have to enjoy the rhythm of the banging. Sometimes, just the knock.