<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828</id><updated>2012-01-20T07:02:46.992-08:00</updated><category term='Abstract'/><category term='Management Thoughts: Ubuntu: Leadership perspectives'/><category term='Management Thoughts: Customer Relationship Mangement'/><category term='Acquisitions and Mergers'/><category term='soft aspects'/><category term='Our Culture'/><category term='Management Thoughts: Strategy and Execution in opposite directions'/><category term='Kerala Fishermen and Mobile Phones'/><category term='George Harrison and the current economy'/><category term='Management Thoughts: Appreciation'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='Gulzar Saheb'/><category term='Abstract: Turgenev'/><category term='Management Thoughts: Group Communication'/><category term='Management Thoughts: Incentives'/><category term='Abstract: William Ernest'/><category term='Abstract: AR Rehman and Kabir'/><category term='Management Thoughts: Opinion of the masses...'/><title type='text'>Venkatesh Hariharan's views</title><subtitle type='html'>This is a composite blog containing - General views, management thoughts, poetry, and abstracts. 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Comments are moderated.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-2065669388320203959</id><published>2012-01-20T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T06:50:18.550-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Culture'/><title type='text'>'Tehzeeb': Where art thou?</title><content type='html'>Tehzeeb, literal Urdu translation refers to culture. I felt the word meant deeper though typically some words get confined within the sphere of textbook definitions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after some years away from my home country India, it occurred to me that we as Indians in India, seem to have lost our civic sense associated culture somewhere. We all want to be the first to cross a rather tough traffic situation, unmindful of the fact that there were other cars before us. Or for that matter, how many of us practice lane discipline? Over-taking from the left lane? At airports, malls we all find the rush towards entries and exits, perhaps never stopped to let in or pass the odd old couple or a family with kids?  Do we realize the indiscipline in airport security lines. Keep your laptops, or handbags and there goes your spot. Or have we offered our bus seat to someone in need? Think about it. Parents today goad their kids to hold on to their seats. Are we carrying the seats home? I stopped by on a long drive at a fast food restaurant and for the line formed for ordering - I hardly found anyone waiting for the person ahead to finish. There was an acute sense of urgency, bordering towards desperation amongst the families to finish ordering, pay and pack off. This is with the car driving folks. The middle-class and up, with decent education background.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It brings me back to the topic of Tehzeeb. It is not discipline. It is not the fear of law. It refers to culture. Old and Ancient. And perhaps also means 'refined'. It is time to rekindle this spirit especially in public places. Our country had internalized this spirit. We did not need external enforcement. We did not need sign-boards or auto-voices. Check with the generation before, perhaps our grand-parents. Let's get 'Tehzeeb' back in our lives. And lets make our environment, our surrounding a better place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-2065669388320203959?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/2065669388320203959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=2065669388320203959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/2065669388320203959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/2065669388320203959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2012/01/tehzeeb-where-art-thou.html' title='&apos;Tehzeeb&apos;: Where art thou?'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-6492277230414116851</id><published>2010-11-18T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T10:24:35.914-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='George Harrison and the current economy'/><title type='text'>Thats the way it goes</title><content type='html'>I happened to be digging thro' my CDs and chanced upon an album 'A tribute to George Harrison' and lyrics of this one particular song &lt;em&gt;'Thats the way it goes'&lt;/em&gt; seemed so relevant today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a man talking on the radio&lt;br /&gt;What he's saying, I dont really know&lt;br /&gt;Seems he's lost some stocks and shares&lt;br /&gt;Stops and stares, he's afraid I know&lt;br /&gt;Thats the way it goes......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These lyrics perhaps written decades ago, nevertheless seems to somehow reflect the fear perceived in the current economy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-6492277230414116851?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/6492277230414116851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=6492277230414116851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/6492277230414116851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/6492277230414116851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2010/11/man-on-radio.html' title='Thats the way it goes'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-4991269794527189453</id><published>2009-08-12T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T16:17:51.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soft aspects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acquisitions and Mergers'/><title type='text'>Change and Belongingness</title><content type='html'>For professionals serving industries in distinct capacities, this year could be, considering the previous ones - amongst the most turbulent. We have seen demise of some of the best known across industries. Banking, allied services, Manufacturing, Retail no one sector spared. In turn this affects the service providers. Such are the time that for folks with better liquidity positions, buying companies is coming rather cheap. Distress sale, 'arranged' sale is happening more rapidly. Also significant changes are happening on company operations. The pace of change is being pushed harder. There is no time to settle down, or for that matter allow folks to 'ruminate' on the past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts are centered on an area where the 'acquirer' could do better in terms of bringing a sense of belongingness in the new structure? This is a soft aspect, I wouldn’t want to call it neglected but more often considered to be of lesser priority. You see, when an acquisition happens, presuming that business case has made its sense; acquirer obviously likes to control functions/ processes in some capacity. There is business continuity and growth at stake, synergies to be exploited and costs to be controlled. With all decisions driven with agility; here are a couple of suggestions for instilling belongingness amongst the acquired employees.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;- Before embarking upon structural changes, respect the existing leadership. Invite, connect, and seek thoughts. After all no one knows the culture, nuances and dynamics of existing organization better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Invite and get the Tier 2 leaders too with respect to the above thoughts. Keep the sessions brief. It is not for the acquirer to opine in such sessions but to listen. Allow to mingle, but in order to jingle, structure such ‘meeting’ sessions well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Encourage existing employees to be in touch with their existing leadership. Interactions with the new is fine, don’t allow it to get exploited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  Leadership changes at just the top may not necessarily help in bringing about change.  Organizations are increasingly more ‘matrix’ than ‘hierarchical’. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Communicate the values, principles of business to all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If structural changes call for lay-offs - create a communication plan accordingly. In the same light, it is important to communicate the ‘reasons’ clearly. If a plan is being worked out, it good not await the finer details of the plan to get ironed out. Rather, let a communication from Leadership can happen to the extent that – layoffs are coming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Belongingness is not a one stop get-together, series of meetings etc. It reflects through continuity of the past. Herein is the dilemma, i.e. how much of the past? Past has many aspects to it, and could include mundane trivia like keeping a coffee vending machine on or saving on mobile device bills etc.! Be sure where to go to for the savings, remembering the old adage; ‘penny wise, pound foolish’!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally have fact sheets and talking points awareness amongst leadership with respect to handling difficult employee situations. It is almost impossible to drive commonality in all forms of communication. But when we can agree to disagree, but why not arrive at that, what we can agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-4991269794527189453?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4991269794527189453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=4991269794527189453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/4991269794527189453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/4991269794527189453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2009/08/change-and-belongingness.html' title='Change and Belongingness'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-1186377829218594957</id><published>2009-02-26T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T06:16:39.261-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abstract: AR Rehman and Kabir'/><title type='text'>Rehman, Penelope and Kabir...speak</title><content type='html'>When accepting the Oscar award, for his music in the movie 'Slumdog Millionaire'A.R. Rehman said (and so well said) - ''When I was young...I had to choose between hate and love...And I chose love...And I am here...''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profound thought. Expressed with simplicity. I couldn't help but recollect this doha, (brief couplets) from Kabir. Translated from Hindi, it says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;..Such is the story of Love, that it cannot be expressed in words.&lt;br /&gt;Like the dumb eating sweets can only smile, he cannot express that..&lt;br /&gt;--end---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art is an expression of love. And isn't this a great unifier, so said Penelope in her acceptance speech. Spanish actor, Indian musician, British director, American actor all got an Oscar, watched my millions around the world. Cheers...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-1186377829218594957?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/1186377829218594957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=1186377829218594957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/1186377829218594957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/1186377829218594957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2009/02/rehman-speak.html' title='Rehman, Penelope and Kabir...speak'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-4844905184240828653</id><published>2009-02-10T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T07:28:13.296-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abstract: Turgenev'/><title type='text'>Turgenev's Poem: The Threshold</title><content type='html'>I was reading an Obituary for a young journalist in the Economist. The author ends his note with this Turgenev's poem. With a simple yet powerful contrast - these few lines immediately sets one thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young women stands behind a door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voice asks whether she is prepared to endure&lt;br /&gt;Cold, hunger, mockery, prison and death&lt;br /&gt;All of which await her on the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says Yes to everything and steps over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A fool' cries a voice from behind her. 'A Saint' suggests another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-4844905184240828653?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4844905184240828653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=4844905184240828653' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/4844905184240828653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/4844905184240828653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2009/02/turgenevs-poem-threshold.html' title='Turgenev&apos;s Poem: The Threshold'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-445239574617884451</id><published>2009-01-03T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T07:30:02.103-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abstract: William Ernest'/><title type='text'>Invictus: Latin for Unconquered</title><content type='html'>I was reading an interview of David Murdock, owner of the Dole Food Company and Castle &amp; Cook. He is 85 years of age and was recently featured in one of Costco's periodic magazine to its members. The interview ends with uplifting lines narrated by Mr. Murdock. This is amongst his favorite poems - Invictus - Latin for 'unconquered' - by 19th century British Poet William Ernest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It matters not how strait the gate,&lt;br /&gt;How charged with punishments the scroll,&lt;br /&gt;I am the master of my fate:&lt;br /&gt;I am the captain of my soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-445239574617884451?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/445239574617884451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=445239574617884451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/445239574617884451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/445239574617884451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2009/01/invictus-latin-for-unconquered.html' title='Invictus: Latin for Unconquered'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-8140413444035470959</id><published>2008-11-19T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T04:31:11.328-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Management Thoughts: Group Communication'/><title type='text'>Group Communication: Thoughts on the 'How' part</title><content type='html'>Communication is a powerful tool in the managers arsenal - a tool which is effective for intervention, dispute settlement, motivation and goal-setting. In an economy which is getting worrisome by the day, with disillusionment setting in faster - more time needs to spent in communicating to groups, individuals - across levels. Communicating becomes more important for middle management - since top needs 'Real' facts to decide and set agenda - and the bottom wants to secure the future, looks for stability and belongingness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communication is not just verbose. Forms and formats vary. Here are some key aspects when communicating to a group of subordinates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Plan contents well. Arrange thoughts and flow. Rehearse and be convinced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pick a good time. Which ideally could be when team is relaxed, yet attentive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- As much as it is important to communicate the body of message well - it is important to intersperse it with an happening or an event unrelated to the body. In other words - the border form can be of a different color than the color of the main content! Contrast help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For setting a course, to infuse discipline - being subtle could be perceived as Leadership weakness. Be strong, stick to the message, reiterate the point - but keep smiling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Occasionally individuals in a group could pose questions - which could take you away from the main body. Let them know that you will address later since there is an agenda you would like to proceed with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is important to time each group address well. If there exists possibilities for certain news to spread; rather than allowing dissemination of unsolicited rumor, be swift to engage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-8140413444035470959?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/8140413444035470959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=8140413444035470959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/8140413444035470959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/8140413444035470959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2008/11/group-communication-thoughts-on-how.html' title='Group Communication: Thoughts on the &apos;How&apos; part'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-748606898425202001</id><published>2008-09-07T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T09:45:25.482-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Management Thoughts: Strategy and Execution in opposite directions'/><title type='text'>Why distance; Distances Organizations?</title><content type='html'>Do we see such Disconnects in Organizations? A leading Management thinker C K Prahlad in one of his recent thoughts, mentions about how companies talk about 'growing' in emerging economies  - but their structure, processes and people all are seemingly HQ centric! So the talk continues but the real investments continue to happen at HQ. When questioned, organizations seemingly come out with more rationalization and justification. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so often we see in corporate functions; typically to deal with Emerging markets, organizations would send its leaders from its headquarters to India or China or Brazil? Nowadays its usually the expats who are sent back. How I wish I can un-learn my decade long absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about the other way round? Are leaders appointed in India, China or Brazil - and then the MNC's call on them to decide on their strategy for emerging markets? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We keep hearing many thoughts on ‘decentralized’ leadership, the ‘local CEO’ models. For me it all bogs down to the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Can the local take a call on investing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Can the local run his or her own budget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Can the local appoint a ‘local’ vendor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needs additional thoughts…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-748606898425202001?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/748606898425202001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=748606898425202001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/748606898425202001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/748606898425202001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2008/09/cognitive-dissonance.html' title='Why distance; Distances Organizations?'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-1853883449099740983</id><published>2008-08-30T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T16:03:05.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love of Music</title><content type='html'>Time magazine recently featured an interview with a Piano Maestro: Lang Lang. Wherein when asked about what other musical genre did he like other than classical; He said, he also loved Hip-Hop! I have liked Hip-Hop too from a musical standpoint. When its said, Music has no boundaries, it is true to the essence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every country, region has some form of music or another. Instrumental to vocal to classical styles to modern - music lives on.There are classical lovers. There is choir music. There is rock to Hip-Hop. But if you are lover, hate for modern need not be. Not loving is fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classical artists migrating to more popular genres is common. But are all successful? In world of music - not going the beaten path is appreciated. How about two distinct genre of artists coming together and collaborating. We would have heard in concerts etc. wherein regional instruments have played together with western instruments. And then there is another aspect about an artist redefining oneself. How often do you find the second album sounding similar to the one first one? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what I like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock most forms, Hip-Hop, Rap, Occasional Country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghazals, Hindi film music, Carnatic, Bhajans &amp; Abhangs, Occasional Hindustani, Qawalli. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing a genre is fine, Love for Music is what it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-1853883449099740983?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/1853883449099740983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=1853883449099740983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/1853883449099740983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/1853883449099740983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-of-music.html' title='Love of Music'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-3062680022995338550</id><published>2008-04-05T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T08:35:59.280-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Management Thoughts: Ubuntu: Leadership perspectives'/><title type='text'>Ubuntu: African term</title><content type='html'>I came across this term in Africa, 'Ubuntu', from an article on Leadership. It was a conversation with Linda A Hill, professor with Harvard, and who has extensively researched on the subject of leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In brief this is summed up by the saying 'I am because we are'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It opened up a thought. Leadership is: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ownership&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Instill Belongingness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lead but from behind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may seem contradictory, but Linda Hill in the same conversation refers to the Shepherd who directs the flock from behind. All sheep seemingly move towards one direction. They do spread out, when it is time to spread out. They all head out when it is time to head out. There could occasions when some sway, but a nudge, a call does the job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-3062680022995338550?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3062680022995338550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=3062680022995338550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/3062680022995338550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/3062680022995338550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2008/04/ubuntu-african-term.html' title='Ubuntu: African term'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-4039509166203942781</id><published>2008-03-29T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T04:26:27.716-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Management Thoughts: Customer Relationship Mangement'/><title type='text'>Few thoughts in managing Customer Relationships</title><content type='html'>Managing customer relationships&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To be Available, To be attentive to requirements, To be Responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To invite to your house events includes webinars, seminars, appreciation meets etc. To share information about external events which would be of interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To showcase new additions, includes service offerings, new leaders, competency activities, alliances and infrastructure addition.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To remind yourself - that you are here to serve and serve with intelligence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Broaden the touchpoints, let more know you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-4039509166203942781?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/4039509166203942781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=4039509166203942781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/4039509166203942781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/4039509166203942781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2008/03/key-aspects-in-managing-customer.html' title='Few thoughts in managing Customer Relationships'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-7085518916606672496</id><published>2008-03-29T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T09:55:00.100-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abstract'/><title type='text'>The Flower</title><content type='html'>A Flower which blooms in adversity is rare and most beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- From 'Mulan' the movie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-7085518916606672496?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/7085518916606672496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=7085518916606672496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/7085518916606672496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/7085518916606672496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2008/03/flower.html' title='The Flower'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-2660378047369333651</id><published>2008-03-01T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:30:25.744-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Management Thoughts: Opinion of the masses...'/><title type='text'>Collective Mandate</title><content type='html'>Opinion of the masses, we tell what you like us to tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an old Russian joke. Stalin decided to see if he was as beloved a figure as his 'well-wishers' seem to insist. So he went to a Moscow cinema incognito. As the newsreels began, the cinema hall turned dark, Stalin was moved to tears when the audience stood up, seemingly on their own, with gusto applauded his image when it appeared on the screen. Stalin was struck by such a public display of affection, but it was cut short when his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;neighbour&lt;/span&gt; leaned down and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;whispered&lt;/span&gt; - ''comrade, we all hate him too. But its safe to stand up and clap''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-2660378047369333651?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/2660378047369333651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=2660378047369333651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/2660378047369333651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/2660378047369333651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2008/03/collective-mandate.html' title='Collective Mandate'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-6210510142520326113</id><published>2008-02-22T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T06:11:37.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaf, Branch, Tree - analogy</title><content type='html'>Turbulence in the corporate world, putting it simply using analogies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaf, Branch, Tree - analogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the wind blows, the tree trunk is the least which gets affected, in terms of the movement.&lt;br /&gt;The branches do move, the most to get affected are leaves. Yet not many fall. Sometimes the weak branches do give away, all leaves attached go down with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When an organization faces turbulence, offices other than HQ often get affected. But HQ maintains its steady state like the trunk. Layoffs, shutdowns happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understanding the tree, branch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;analogy&lt;/span&gt; can help provide better insight to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;turbulence's&lt;/span&gt; encountered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wheel analogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The center of the wheel being the HQ, the rim of the wheel is where the maximum velocity is. Everyone on the rim are moving, but the center seems to remain constant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-6210510142520326113?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/6210510142520326113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=6210510142520326113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/6210510142520326113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/6210510142520326113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2008/02/turbulence-in-corporate-world-putting.html' title='Leaf, Branch, Tree - analogy'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-3553491435999921808</id><published>2007-07-04T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T16:40:26.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kerala Fishermen and Mobile Phones'/><title type='text'>Kerala Fishermen &amp; Mobile phones</title><content type='html'>I recently read an article in the Economist June 2007 - wherein a case was presented on the influence of Mobile phones w.r.t economic development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was highlighted - Fishermen -post fishing -were selling their fishes to 'one' particular warehouse - so in case of days when the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fisherman's&lt;/span&gt; catch were good - due to oversupply in that market - prices realised &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weren't&lt;/span&gt; good - supply exceeding demand situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when mobile phones came in - telephonic coverage developed to cover several miles beyond the shores. Fishermen -post fishing - but before hitting land - checked with several markets w.r.t the supply situation. So if in a particular market - supply position was weak - fishermen could hit the apt shores - sell the fishes - realise good prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The study was conducted over a period of time by economists. It caught my attention - very simply because - a technological advancement is seen in action; empowering the lowest rung in the supply chain and thus leading to their economic development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;India needs many such cases - as the divide continues to grow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-3553491435999921808?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/3553491435999921808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=3553491435999921808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/3553491435999921808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/3553491435999921808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2007/07/kerala-fishermen-mobile-phones.html' title='Kerala Fishermen &amp; Mobile phones'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-7703502689900277170</id><published>2006-12-30T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T09:55:51.009-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Management Thoughts: Appreciation'/><title type='text'>Pat me please....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;In this age of instant gratification, I would like to point out one aspect in our work/ professional life - more seen today. There is a tendency amongst all of us to seek appreciation/ a pat in the back for almost everything we do. So things we ought to do as a routine is sought to be patted. During our normal day to day work; the planners who plan, the engineer who builds, the inspectors who inspects, the leader who leads - all 'expect' this pat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;A pat, an appreciation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; is it for something more special, something we do out of our way? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ain't&lt;/span&gt; anything wrong with an expectation. Just that to consider oneself for appreciation just for routine encourages mediocrity. An organization which routinely appreciates mediocrity would slip to mediocrity. So for all the true aspirants, when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mediocrity&lt;/span&gt; gets encouraged, there is nothing further to aspire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat - when it deserves it. Appreciate when performance is exemplary. Say wow! when the show is so. If it is routine - to say thank you is good enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-7703502689900277170?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/7703502689900277170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=7703502689900277170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/7703502689900277170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/7703502689900277170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2006/12/pat-me-please-in-this-age-of-instant.html' title='Pat me please....'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-116585106051619641</id><published>2006-12-11T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T04:39:08.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gulzar Saheb'/><title type='text'>Gulzar: work translation by Rina Singh</title><content type='html'>Friends, this book is worth it. It is called 'Silences'. - Selected poems of Gulzar, released years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it reveals is the core of this amazing artist. We have seen his works in the movies, songs he has scripted. The subtle voices which we cherish, and which Gulzar ensures to rekindle through his work, is bought out very well through this book. Though long time ago, I never blogged then..I chanced upon this book one more time, and it bought refreshment in an otherwise parched land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One poem from the book, Fragile Dreams, pay attention to the imagery please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Step carefully, please,&lt;br /&gt;noiselessly;&lt;br /&gt;see that your feet makes no sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glass of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;will shatter&lt;br /&gt;and wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rina Singh did a yeomen service, bringing these verses to the masses. I wish the Hindi/ Urdu version was available too - along with each translated page. In this way, the original scent could have been felt too, amongst those who understood the language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless I had to talk about Gulzar - Saheb. Also thank you Rina Singh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-116585106051619641?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/116585106051619641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=116585106051619641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/116585106051619641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/116585106051619641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2006/12/gulzar-work-translation-by-rina-singh.html' title='Gulzar: work translation by Rina Singh'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-115902315332386157</id><published>2006-09-23T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T07:57:20.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Detroit</title><content type='html'>Detroit city - desolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unkempt, badly maintained public infrastructure marks this once the poster boy of industrialized economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old hath to give away to the new. If the old economy Auto industry is going over the curve, what is spawning new for the city?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-115902315332386157?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/115902315332386157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=115902315332386157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/115902315332386157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/115902315332386157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2006/09/detroit.html' title='Detroit'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-115370418834992792</id><published>2006-07-23T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T09:56:59.735-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abstract'/><title type='text'>Omar Kayyam's Rubaiyat</title><content type='html'>Original literal work from &lt;a href="http://www.okonlife.com"&gt;http://www.okonlife.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© &lt;a href="mailto:S@Shahriari.com"&gt;Shahriar Shahriari&lt;/a&gt; 1998, Vancouver Canada, 1999 - 2003, Los Angeles, CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literal&lt;br /&gt;I resolve daily that at dusk I shall repent&lt;br /&gt;For a night with a cup full of wine spent&lt;br /&gt;In the presence of flowers, my resolve simply went&lt;br /&gt;In such company, I only regret that I ever resolved to repent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Understanding&lt;br /&gt;The cyclic nature of error and repentence is bought out. If the intent is to get out of the cycle, one has to go beyond repentence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-115370418834992792?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/115370418834992792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=115370418834992792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/115370418834992792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/115370418834992792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2006/07/omar-kayyams-rubaiyat.html' title='Omar Kayyam&apos;s Rubaiyat'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-115366109462619334</id><published>2006-07-23T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T06:24:54.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wouldnt it be nice if we learnt to treat places of historical, cultural importance with a degree of respect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was recently at the Niagara falls, the US side, staying around was a dissapointing experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will add more on this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-115366109462619334?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/115366109462619334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=115366109462619334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/115366109462619334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/115366109462619334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2006/07/wouldnt-it-be-nice-if-we-learnt-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-112864128884232688</id><published>2005-10-06T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T04:37:33.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swades: The Movie</title><content type='html'>In appreciation of the scene; Mohans return journey, after meeting Hariram. The director has managed to convey the profundity of India's problems related to poverty. At the same time the age old tradition of respect and care of fellow human beings, very much rooted in Indian culture, is nicely bought out. Hariram continues to endure shame for his inability to keep the lights on for his family. The situation has become hopeless with no alternative sources of income in sight. Hariram is born in the family of potter's and in the same tradition becomes a potter. With income levels depleting, Hariram turns to farming but the community ostracizes him. The village is not willing to accept potters becoming farmers. This is the community expression of fear from, breaking away from tradition and change. Hariram looks to coming to cities, there is his wife's brother who migrated to cities took up jobs around manual labor. But the middle-men exploitation drives many of the folks back. So in a situation like this Hariram is in no position to repay his debts. And Mohan the US based scientist is embarrassed, overwhelmed by the situation. Hariram offers shelter and food to Mohan, for his journey has been long. It is during that late night, sleeping on the open air make-shift jute bed, thatched roof on top with the moon still managing to sneak through the hay, that reality dawns upon Mohan. The sheer desperation of the external environment and the hospitable, warm heartedness of Hariram; surges forth an emotion not experienced by Mohan before. On his way back, Mohan is reflective on the events. His journey back is again through the vast Indian heartland. Shoulder to shoulder with people, the population, he perches himself on different vehicles. The last leg in the train, there is a stop which is just to arrive when Mohan spots a kid in an oversized short with a kettle of water and mud-glasses selling water for couple of cents to the passengers. 'Water...take water for ...cents' shouts the kid to passengers at the window. Poverty is stark. What can one do to extricate from the situation? Is there hope? With the train set to leave the station, Mohan buys the mud glass of water. The train moves and the kid is in the station, watching out from the window, the heart is heavy, emotions crack up. There is a surge.......This is after all the land we were born. The land is calling its son's of soil. Help this land out brother! This is our land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-112864128884232688?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/112864128884232688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=112864128884232688' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/112864128884232688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/112864128884232688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2005/10/swades-movie.html' title='Swades: The Movie'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-111936947650432198</id><published>2005-06-21T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T08:52:06.382-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Management Thoughts: Incentives'/><title type='text'>The incentive</title><content type='html'>These are times when we often hear about corporate scandals, greedy founders and C level corruption. Guess this is what caused this piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From time immemorial incentive techniques have been applied on all living creation. Parents offer the extra goodies to kids not wanting the unpalatable stuff, corporations offer extra monetary benefits for higher sales, animals trained and prodded to behave by morsel offers on every step taken etc. What does incentive really do? And why do we need them in the first place? Classic definition calls incentive a reward for the extra bit performance. With time things change. In the present day context, I guess we are put on incentives through hidden processes too. I call it hidden ‘cause, we do not necessarily use the products or services in lure of incentives. The airlines frequent flyer program’s, cell phone companies encourages us to talk more through innovative schemes, extra sleaze content through cable network encourages viewers towards extra airtime usage, buy one and get another pack free! And there is the routinely more overt and institutionalized forms. There are prizes for class toppers, and additional thousands for super sales achievers. Which leads me to wonder which part of our life is free from incentive? Religion? I guess not. All religious formats tempt practitioners using the fruit or the better life or the peace theory. This is not casting an aspersion in anyway or doubting their intent, but the continuous mushrooming of alternative practices to an extent suggests that these are also the days of instant gratification and there is a price which one is willing to pay for heaven. Now where does this lead to? An old Indian saying goes 'An excess of anything causes the opposite of the desired effect'. Incentives I guess keeps switch gears more often, step up the tempo. And as the pace increases compromises with one own value systems and processes is bound to happen. The lure to go after the forbidden fruit offered as an incentive still tempted Adam. Wisdom will get blurred. The Chicago public school data analyzed and wonderfully put forth by Levitt proves that the gurus too succumb to pressures of incentives! Today there is hardly an organization worth its repute not come across white collar crimes in its premises. To circumvent the ‘right’ practices in many cases, these crimes are also committed in a collaborative mode, which includes parties within and outside from whom product or services are purchased. In turn figures have been forged, quality of products compromised and vouched for. How much has incentives caused this effect is debatable. But it could be one amongst the influencing factors. Now there are theories which defend incentives. If there is no incentive, where do performers go? And in an undifferentiated world when excellence does not get rewarded, stagnation sets in. This speak is from the corporation standpoint. Extending this logic further, we could probably touch upon the origins of a company and perhaps touch the roots of capitalism itself! But I guess this will be separate conversation. No doubt that the internal pressure one puts on oneself due to incentive in an organizational environment is significant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is time for companies for rediscover the mission of their existence. It may sound too altruistic to imbibe the spirit of those statements in every action undertaken by the employee on behalf of the company. But why not create reward scheme which gives the social objectives a degree of importance? ‘Be leader in infrastructural projects’, or a ‘number # 1 detergent brand’ to ‘leading truck manufacturer’ or ‘be a world class IT services provider’ can be trickled down to a socially relevant and yet individual cause for employees and partners to take up or strive for. This thought needs further exploration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-111936947650432198?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/111936947650432198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=111936947650432198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/111936947650432198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/111936947650432198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2005/06/incentive.html' title='The incentive'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-111563038792530448</id><published>2005-05-09T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T10:00:49.099-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Chakravyu</title><content type='html'>How much I yearn for change,&lt;br /&gt;That when it cometh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let it go for future gain.&lt;br /&gt;when the future proves in vain, &lt;br /&gt;In search I begin for change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rigmarole it seems this is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-111563038792530448?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/111563038792530448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=111563038792530448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/111563038792530448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/111563038792530448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2005/05/chakravyu.html' title='Chakravyu'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-111562951033319445</id><published>2005-05-09T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T10:02:27.265-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>Beginner's weeds</title><content type='html'>As days progress,&lt;br /&gt;Weeds from gaps spurts out stark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to progress as much as I might,&lt;br /&gt;They succeed in holding me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks cajole me to swim downstream,&lt;br /&gt;How else can I avoid their flak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I seek from thee is breaking up this heart,&lt;br /&gt;I know there still exists some crack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YDShUm8AmpI/TxmB2uaIoAI/AAAAAAAAA0U/0XjeZPHzbyM/s220/Venkatesh%2BHariharan.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10123828.post-111011854038680616</id><published>2005-03-06T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T05:25:18.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swades</title><content type='html'>In appreciation of the scene; Mohans return journey, after meeting Hariram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The director has managed to convey the profundity of India's problems related to poverty. At the same time the age old tradition of respect and care of fellow human beings, very much rooted in Indian culture, is nicely bought out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hariram continues to endure shame for his inability to keep the lights on for his family. The situation has become hopeless with no alternative sources of income in sight. Hariram is born in the family of potter's and in the same tradition becomes a potter. With income levels depleting, Hariram turns to farming but the community ostracizes him. The village is not willing to accept potters becoming farmers. Is it an expression of collective fear? Fear from what? It can also be fear from change, breaking away from tradition. Hariram looks to coming to cities, there is his wife's brother who migrated to cities took up jobs around manual labor. But the middle-men exploitation drives many of the folks back. So in a situation like this Hariram is in no position to repay his debts. And Mohan the US based scientist is embarrassed, overwhelmed by the situation. Hariram offers shelter and food to Mohan, for his journey has been long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is during that late night, sleeping on the open air make-shift jute bed, thatched roof on top with the moon still managing to sneak through the hay, that reality dawns upon Mohan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sheer desperation of the external environment and the hospitable, warm heartedness of Hariram; surges forth an emotion not experienced by Mohan before. On his way back, Mohan is reflective on the events. His journey back is again through the vast Indian heartland. Shoulder to shoulder with people, the population, he perches himself on different vehicles. The last leg in the train, there is stop which is just to arrive when Mohan spots a kid in an oversized short with a kettle of water and mud-glasses selling water for couple of cents to the passengers. 'Water...take water for ...cents' shouts the kid to passengers at the window. Poverty is stark. What can one do to extricate from the situation? Is there hope? With train set to leave the station, Mohan buys the mud glass of water. The train moves and the kid is in the station, watching out from the window, the heart is heavy, emotions crack up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a surge.......This is after all the land we were born. The land is calling its son's of soil. Help this land out brother! This is our land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10123828-111011854038680616?l=venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/feeds/111011854038680616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=111011854038680616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/111011854038680616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/111011854038680616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2005/03/swades.html' title='Swades'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10123828&amp;postID=110559457931232630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/110559457931232630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10123828/posts/default/110559457931232630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://venkateshhariharan.blogspot.com/2005/01/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>Views of Venkatesh Hariharan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03075112144734679195</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' 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