Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Who are Human Resource Professionals?


Confusions were something that I was unable to control; everything and everyone I was once close to abandoned me. My job was not there anymore and I did not know what the Universe had in store for me. Did I lose hopes? Yes, I did.  Did I give up? I could have easily done it but I chose not to. Experienced that I went through every day, every minute and every second of this time shall never be forgotten. It was close to sixty days and the wait for the next opportunity seemed like ages.  It was during this time I realized that who really cares for me and who are just with me for the sake of it.
Every minute, my mind and body traveled through an emotional volcano, mood swings erupted out of them like balls of fire. Once I would sit and laugh and shout out aloud to the universe that I shall land in a great job and immediately after a minute or two my hopes would fall apart and I would sob to death.

Applying for jobs had become a daily routine and every time I sent an application I only prayed that I get shortlisted sooner but nothing seemed to be happening. There were times when I was rejected outright for the experience I had and at times they wanted me to negotiate and join for a lesser package and all this did not matter to me. One thing that made me sad was the behavior from professionals coined Human Resource. I belonged to the same pack but these people seemed way too different in their understanding the terminology “Human resource”

I was happy that I am a HR by passion and not by degree; I am a HR by my will and not by force.
This was the phase which made me understand that, knowledge and passion is not something the industry looks for; the entire set-up is based on a ridiculous model called “DEGREE and EXPERIENCE”.

As I pondered through this, I went deeper to get an answer. What is the bare minimum qualification required to be a “HUMAN RESOURCE” professional?

A pure heart and a clean mind are the basic requirements to be a great human resource professional is what I understood that day.

·         To be a human resource professional; a degree from an esteemed university and a logical mind with zero passion and compassion towards their fellow-workers is as good as being machines.

·         To be a human resource professional; one must have the ability to understand the emotions of other human-beings even before starting to ignore their calls or chats.

·         To be a human resource professional; being sophisticated with great titles behind their names is not a great deal; it is a deal when you remember the names of the people you interact with everyday – be it a job-seeker or an ex-employee.

·         To be a human resource professional does not mean that you need to fiddle around with HRIS or Performance management systems; it means to tune and set the frequency of minds of the employees aligned to the organization

·         To be a human resource professional does not mean to terminate people and manage attrition; it is to ensure that you are the face of the organization and radiate the energy among others

·         To be a human resource professional; it needs a great heart and a brain; because we ultimately need to understand that we are not human-doings but we are human-beings.

I have not found a job yet, it is a different story but being a HR by PASSION is what I love to be and I am glad that I still have a heart and it responds to emotions and not emoticons.



Sunday, April 10, 2016

“A beautiful mind's eye”

Beautiful flowers bloomed, lovely colors spread everywhere; everything around seemed happy and lively. I walked on the paths of the road and Richie’s only life mission was to unite me with her and she pulled me effortlessly towards her barking away to glory. Every day she stood and as I approached the garden, she came running to me and embraced me with great love. The delicate scent of her body made me feel like she was an angel from heaven; her voice was a melody and her breath wanted me to feel her all the more. As she touched me and ran her fingers over my hair; a changeover to reverie is what I experienced. It was a five minute affair every morning and I would miss anything for the divine spell she had cast on me.

A couple of years passed by and I had grown fond of her; I tried to control my thoughts but it was quite impossible.  I slept with her beautiful face in my mind that night with a decision of asking her to be my queen forever and I drifted away to my dreamland where I everyday danced and sang with her to my heart’s content.  Her moves were mesmerizing; she was a goddess of dance is what I felt and I waited eagerly for the dawn to break and pulled Richie from her kennel. I dressed in the best of my suits, wore the muffler that my dad had presented me for my eighteenth year birthday and stepped out eagerly to catch a glimpse of her.

As we walked towards the garden, Richie did not pull me like she always did. As I went close by, I was stopped by the gate-keeper. I asked him what was happening; he said that the lady is no more; she survived an accident long back and had spent all her life on a wheel-chair in this garden until she breathed her last this morning. My heart was shattered into pieces as I broke down in front of the gate; the gate-keeper consoled me and lifted me up; Richie barked and jumped all over me. Everything else just disappeared in thin air, all I could now hear was my heart weeping in silence and the monotonous sound of my blind-stick.


Thursday, April 7, 2016

Waves of emotions


Waves of emotions, all at once striking through the heart - could not contain everything; directing them towards you was a blunder – Forgive me

You are made up of flesh and blood too, binging on you is not right – an independent soul you are like me; soar high and live passionately is what you taught me - possessing you was not my intention – Forgive me

Lovely things you have told me in the past; tantrums are what I threw at you – a gem you are to me; a cold stone, I turned you into – Forgive me

Soft words spoken went unheard; only the words out of anger that came out is what I understood – cheat is what I called you; for the situation I went through – Forgive me


You are not my soul-mate; you are not my love; you are not anything that words can define – You are an eternal bonding; straight in the form of blessings – I do not wish to lose you – Forgive me