A girl in a million!!! #Shriya Raikar

Shriya Raikar attended Republic Day Parade -26th January 2016 at Rajpath, New Delhi.
 

 

Shriya Raikar is a good dancer & attended so many events and shows

Indo-belly vandemataram dance in samskrutika habba @kalamandira Mysore by Shriya Raikar

Rajesh C M Selected For National Level Govt. Employees Lether Ball Cricket Tournament @ Chhattisgarh

State Govt employees state level lether ball cricket tournament CHAMPIONS :)

Congratulations Team.. 

Shantaram Sir Celebrating 50th Birthday @ GPT Karwar

Look how far you have come

And how far you have got to go

How much experience and wisdom

To others, you can show

Look at what a grand journey

Your life has been until now

As we raise a toast to your life

We stand up and take a bow

Happy 50th birthday

Govt. polytechnic college won first place in march fast for 68th Republic day

Congratulations Team for great achivement :)

Tips to be a Good Leader

5 Thumb-rules to make a Good Leader...rather a great leader.

1. Be Receptive

The attitude of attention giving creates empathy and gives the team a sense of belonging and they feel the importance of their presence.  Listening to their opinions, ideas may actually help completing complex projects and finishing great products

2.  Be Humble.

A leader will always accept his or her weakness and will thrive his best to put forward his intelligence and experience to overcome the problems.   Facing criticism constructively and being tolerant to all situations is the most humblest character of a leader.

3.  Be comprehensible.

The basic relationship between a leader and followers or the team members depend on the things spoken and acts done.  As long as the talk and act are in the same direction, it will give the leader all due respect.

4.  Be an active agent

When there is a change happening, learn to be the crusader instead of resisting change.   Coordination and delegation of tasks makes the leader prioritize things.   Participation in the execution of the tasks provides required moral support to the team

5.  Recognize good work

Never criticize a bad worker in public.   Keep all those advices and overshadowing behind the curtains.  However, do not fail to recognize good work in front of everybody.  Genuine appreciation motivates people and interests them to make wonders.  Recogniztion of positive points will motivate other team members as well.   It will create a healthy competition.

POWER OF LOVE ... by SUDHA MURTHY

POWER OF LOVE ;)
by SUDHA MURTHY

It was in Pune that I met Narayan Murty through my friend Prasanna who is now the Wipro chief, who was also training in Telco(TataMotors) . Most of the books that Prasanna lent me had Murty's name on them which meant that I had a preconceived image of the man. Contrary to expectation, Murty was shy,bespectacled and an introvert. When he invited us for dinner. I was a bit taken aback as I thought the young man was making a very fast move. I refused since I was the only girl in the group. But Murty was relentless and we all decided to meet for dinner the next day at 7.30 p.m .. at Green Fields hotel on the Main Road ,Pune.

The next day I went there at 7' o ! clock since I had to go to the tailor near the hotel. And what do I see? Mr. Murty waiting in front of the hotel and it was only seven. Till today, Murty maintains that I had mentioned (consciously! ) that I would be going to the tailor at 7 so that I could meet him... And I maintain that I did not say any such thing consciously or unconsciously because I did not think of Murty as anything other than a friend at that stage. We have agreed to disagree on this matter.

Soon, we became friends. Our conversations were filled with Murty's experiences abroad and the books that he has read. My friends insisted that Murty as trying to impress me because he was interested in me. I kept denying it till one fine day, after dinner Murty said, I want to tell you something. I knew this as it. It was coming. He said, I am 5'4" tall. I come from a lower middle class family. I can never become rich in my life an! d I can never give you any riches. You are beautiful, bright, and intelligent and you can get anyone you want. But will you marry me? I asked Murty to give me some time for an answer. My father didn't want me to marry a wannabe politician, (a communist at that) who didn't have a steady job and wanted to build an orphanage...

When I went to Hubli I told my parents about Murty and his proposal. My mother was positive since Murty was also from Karnataka, seemed intelligent and comes from a good family. But my father asked: What's his job, his salary, his qualifications etc? Murty was working as a research assistant and was earning less than me. He was willing to go dutch with me on our outings. My parents agreed to meet Murty in Pune on a particular day at10 a. m sharp. Murty did not turn up. How can I trust a man to take care of my daughter if he cannot keep an appointment, asked my father.

At 12noon Murty turned up in a bright red shirt! He had gone on work to Bombay , was stuck in a traffic jam on the ghats, so he hired a taxi(though it was very expensive for him) to meet his would-be father-in-law. Father was unimpressed. My father asked him what he wanted to become in life.

Murty said he wanted to become a politician in the communist party and wanted to open an orphanage. My father gave his verdict. NO. I don't want my daughter to marry somebody who wants to become a communist and then open an orphanage when he himself didn't have money to support his family.

Ironically, today, I have opened many orphanages something, which Murty wanted to do 25 years ago. By this time I realized I had developed a liking towards Murty which could only be termed as love. I wanted to marry Murty because he is an honest man. He proposed to me highlighting the negatives in his life. I promised my father that I will not marry Murty without his blessings though at the same time, I cannot marry anybody else. My father said he would agree if Murty promised to take up a steady job. But Murty refused saying he will not do things in life because somebody wanted him to. So, I was caught between the two most important people in my life.

The stalemate continued for three years during which our courtship took us to every restaurant and cinema hall in Pune. In those days, Murty was always broke. Moreover, he didn't earn much to manage. Ironically today, he manages Infosys Technologies Ltd., one of the world's most reputed companies. He always owed me money. We used to go for dinner and he would say, I don't have money with me, you pay my share, I will return it to you later. For three years I maintained a book on Murty's debt to me.. No, he never returned the money and I finally tore it up after my wedding.

The amount was a little over Rs 4000. During this interim period Murty quit his job as research assistant and started his own software business. Now, I had to pay his salary too! Towards the late 70s computers were entering India in a big way.

During the fag end of 1977 Murty decided to take up a job as General Manager at Patni computers in Bombay .. But before he joined the company he wanted to marry me since he was to go on training to the US after joining. My father gave in as he was happy Murty had a decent job, now.

WE WERE MARRIED IN MURTY'S HOUSE IN BANGALORE ON FEBRUARY 10, 1978 WITH ONLY OUR TWO FAMILIES PRESENT.I GOT MY FIRST SILK SARI. THE WEDDING EXPENSES CAME TO ONLY RS 800 (US $17) WITH MURTY AND I POOLING IN RS 400 EACH..

I went to the US with Murty after marriage. Murty encouraged me to see America on my own because I loved travelling. I toured America for three months on backpack and had interesting experiences which will remain fresh in my mind forever. Like the time when the New York police took me into custody because they thought I was an Italian trafficking drugs in Harlem . Or the time when I spent the night at the bottom of the Grand Canyon with an old couple. Murty panicked because he couldn't get a response from my hotel room even at midnight. He thought I was either killed or kidnapped.

IN 1981 MURTY WANTED TO START INFOSYS. HE HAD A VISION AND ZERO CAPITAL...initially I was very apprehensive about Murty getting into business. We did not have any business background ... Moreover we were living a comfortable life in Bombay with a regular pay check and I didn't want to rock the boat. But Murty was passionate about creating good quality software. I decided to support him. Typical of Murty, he just had a dream and no money. So I gave him Rs 10,000 which I had saved for a rainy day, without his knowledge and told him, This is all I have. Take it. I give you three years sabbatical leave. I will take care of the
financial needs of our house. You go and chase your dreams without any worry. But you
have only three years!

Murty and his six colleagues started Infosys in 1981,with enormous interest and hard work. In 1982 I left Telco and moved to Pune with Murty. We bought a small house on loan which also became the Infosys office. I was a clerk-cum-cook- cum-programmer. I also took up a job as Senior Systems Analyst with Walchand group of Industries to support the house.

In 1983 Infosys got their first client, MICO, in Bangalore . Murty moved to Bangalore and stayed with his mother while I went to Hubli to deliver my second child, Rohan. Ten days after my son was born, Murty left for the US on project work. I saw him only after a year, as I was unable to join Murty in the US because my son had infantile eczema, an allergy to vaccinations. So for more than a year I did not step outside our home for fear of my son contracting an infection. It was only after Rohan got all his vaccinations that I came to Bangalore where we rented a small house in Jayanagar and rented another house as Infosys headquarters. My father
presented Murty a scooter to commute. I once again became a cook, programmer, clerk,
secretary, office assistant et al. Nandan Nilekani (MD of Infosys) and his wife Rohini stayed with us. While Rohini babysat my son, I wrote programs for Infosys. There was no car, no phone, and just two kids and a bunch of us working hard, juggling our lives and having fun while Infosys was taking shape. It was not only me but also the wives of other partners too who gave their unstinted support. We all knew that our men were trying to build something good.

It was like a big joint family,taking care and looking out for one another. I still remember Sudha Gopalakrishna looking after my daughter Akshata with all care and love while Kumari Shibulal cooked for all of us. Murty made it very clear that it would either be me or him working at Infosys. Never the two of us together... I was involved with Infosys initially.

Nandan Nilekani suggested I should be on the Board but Murty said he did not want a husband and wife team at Infosys. I was shocked since I had the relevant experience and technical qualifications. He said, Sudha if you want to work with Infosys, I will withdraw, happily. I was pained to know that I will not be involved in the company my husband was building and that I would have to give up a job that I am qualified to do and love doing.

It took me a couple of days to grasp the reason behind Murty's request..I realized that to make Infosys a success one had to give one's 100 percent. One had to be focussed on it alone with no other distractions. If the two of us had to give 100 percent to Infosys then what would happen to our home and our children? One of us had to take care of our home while the other took care of Infosys.

I opted to be a homemaker, after all Infosys was Murty's dream. It was a big sacrifice but it was one that had to be made. Even today, Murty says, Sudha, I stepped on your career to make mine. You are responsible for my success.

That's the Power of Love.

The Best Real Life Motivational Story – Károly Takács

The moment I finished the first page of my first and most favorite motivational book “The Magic of Thinking Big” by David J. Schwartz, I have been looking for tools to craft a better “me”. I have been trying to bring out the best in me. I have browsed many books, sites and articles and I have found a plenty of tools that can come in handy. There is this one story in particular that I can’t wait to share with you. It’s about a sergeant in Hungarian army – Károly Takács.

Károly was the top pistol shooter of the country back in 1938 (age – 28 yrs). He won most of the major national and international championships. He seemed closest to winning the 1940 Tokyo Olympic Games gold medal. All the dreams turned to dust one day. A hand grenade exploded in Károly’s right hand, his shooting hand at an Army training session. That hand grenade ended up destroying his shooting hand and his Olympic dream.

“Of all the people in the world, why me?” Like most of us Károly could have asked this question “why me?”. But he didn’t. Now I am not very sure what happened during the time he was hospitalized. But chances are people were discussing about the tragedy that has fallen on him, about how cruel can the creator be?, about what will he do in future. I am pretty sure people would have discussed these things. But not Károly, he had nerves of steel, stainless steel. He could have looked for sympathy. Instead he looked for ways to convert his dream into beautiful reality.

After spending a month in hospital, he decided not to feel pity for himself for the rest of his life. He held on to his Olympic dream. He had the will, he had the attitude, he had the determination to succeed, and he figured he had a healthy, fully functional hand. He decided to practice shooting from his left hand. Despite the pain he had to undergo, despite the fact that he was not left handed, he focused on his goal and practiced. To achieve anything worthy in life one needs attitude and will. Skills and techniques can learned, can be taught, but not will. He chose not dwell in the world of facts, he chose to explore the world of possibilities. He was determined to make his left hand the best shooting hand in the world.

One year later Károly resurfaced at a National shooting championship in Hungary. His colleagues were delighted to see him and complimented him on his courage to come up at the championship to cheer for them. But Károly surprised them by saying he was there to compete with them. And he won. One year after losing his right hand and he trained himself and won. Who in the world except Károly himself would have thought this was even possible. People who believe in facts will never be able to explain this. Facts leave no room for possibilities.

Károly’s Olympic dream could not be fulfilled for quite some time as two Olympic Games were cancelled due to world war. In 1948 Olympic Games were held in London. Károly was chosen to represent Hungary in pistol shooting event. Károly never felt he was beneath any individual. He practiced, he participated, he WON. Shooting with his left hand. Imagine being a gold medal favorite, losing your shooting hand in an accident, yet picking yourself up from a shattered mess, training your left hand to shoot as well (or better), and going on to win the Olympic gold medal.

Four years later, in Helsinki Olympics. Károly won another gold medal in shooting event. Shooting with his left hand. This is the stuff champions are made of. We all have faced failures in life, we feel defeated, crushed, beaten. The next time you feel that think of Károly. Don’t cry and say why me? Don’t worry about what you’ve lost, focus on what you still have. No hand grenade can blast your will, mental strength and determination.

Don’t lose yourself to self pity. get up quickly and do it now. Many great speakers of the world have confirmed this fact. In words of Confucius “ Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall “. Károly was out practicing in a month after the accident. He never let self-pity to take control.

Prakash Iyer mentioned in his book The Habit of winning “Winning a gold medal in Olympic is less about the hand, more about the mind. Life is like that. Winning is less about skills, more about attitude“.

Source: The Habit of winning by Prakash Iyer.