Thursday, January 31, 2008
Thursday, January 31, 2008 4:32:30 PM (India Standard Time, UTC+05:30) ( Musings )
Amy just wanted to go shopping and "spend some time away from India, where nothing seems to work very well".   She left this morning for a 5 day shopping trip to Dubai and Abu Dhabi.   I was wondering why I haven't heard from her and checked CNN to make sure there was nothing wrong.   Only an internet outage.   Things could be worse.    Don't think that I am worried about her traveling around the middle east.  I am not.  She is with a friend who is the wife of a career Foreign Service officer who has lived in the UAE for many years.   They assured us that it is one of the safest countries on earth.   

It will be interesting to hear her tell just how much chaos can descend on an ultra-modern city when the Internet crashes.  Somehow I wouldn't be surprised if she caused the problem by checking email at the airport.....if not, is is quite a coincidence.....

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Friday, January 18, 2008
Friday, January 18, 2008 5:30:47 PM (India Standard Time, UTC+05:30) ( )

I have been thinking, wondering just what memories of India will last for years.  I think watching the kids see Kanchenzanga emerge from the clouds the first time, or walking into the courtyard of the Taj Mahal will last. But the better ones will be the ones that are meaningful only to me.  Josh and our driver Gabriel are kicking around an empty water bottle and laughing in the parking lot of the school while we wait for Sarah. The sun is dropping to the west and casting the schoolgrounds in a golden hue as clouds drift across a rich blue sky.  I have stayed in the car reading Jhumpa Lahiri stories about Indian families struggling with life in America while my iPod serves a strange randomization of old U2, Enya and Doors songs.

My urge to write this is mostly to cement the feeling that came over me that this would in fact be one of those memories. It may sound pointless in telling, but it may in fact come to mind when I recall how I once lived in India and was happy.  And if in years to come I read this and wonder why the memory lost its signifigance I will at least have learned that you can't predict or plan what memories will survive the test of time.

Shawn

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Thursday, January 17, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008 2:28:47 PM (India Standard Time, UTC+05:30) ( )

All aspects of daily life in India are more difficult than daily life in America.   Everything takes longer, is confusing and frustrating.   In short, there is really comparatively nothing endearing about living in India.  The benefits are from the poetic “road less traveled”. 

 

And what is down that proverbial road?    The feeling of success from surviving or even thriving in difficult circumstances.   The increased awareness and valuable perspective from being a minority.   Coming to terms with typical American wealth and materialism when confronted with horrible poverty.  The satisfaction from solving an endless stream of small challenges.    And finally, seeing a substantial change in the attitudes and opinions of your children when they experience the same challenges.

 

 

Now, a few specific points of advice, or, lessons learned from mistakes I made in our transition:

 

1-      Living in is not the same as visiting.   I had spent months traveling in India and am very comfortable here.   I translated my comfort with travel to an expected comfort in living.   This left us less prepared than I thought in dealing with things such as shopping for food, setting up utilities and hiring household help.

2-      Take the house-hunting trip.  Most companies sending you to India will offer a house hunting trip.  We chose to skip this and jump right in because it allowed up to rent our house to a relative and because we wanted to get our kids in school as quick as possible.   While we found a house pretty quickly, the trip would have allowed us to get a better idea of what supplies to bring with us.  For example, diapers are about the same price as in the US, but Ragu pasta sauce sells for 4 times the price in the US.    The trip would have also eased the culture shock because we could have experienced India then put things into perspective before the final move.

3-      Clearly define your job.    My stated assignment is “Do your same job, just do it from India.”   This sounded good back then, but is causing me plenty of exhaustion.   My job 8 months ago involved attending 6 or more hours of meetings each day.    Now, those meetings are in the middle of the night.    My advice to anyone considering this is to set clear expectations about interactions with your co-workers in the US.   A problem sign would be an expectation to attend meetings via phone or video conference.   That is a logistical challenge and a physical strain.

 

Despite the challenges, living in India is very rewarding and interesting.   We are having experiences each day that are memorable.   I think that if we had to do it all over again, we would still do it, just do it a bit better.

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Friday, January 11, 2008
Friday, January 11, 2008 6:26:29 PM (India Standard Time, UTC+05:30) ( )

I remember the first time I fired someone. It was the son of the founder of a company we had bought. He didn't go without plenty of arguing. I gotten better at it over time, but it is still not a pleasant task.

This morning I dismissed our housemaid Remani.  The deciding events happened last week.  First,   she insisted that Amy make her breakfast. Second, Amy had friends over and hers friends pointed out that their housemaids worked much faster and better. Finally, on Saturday we had left in the car and I had come back to the house to grab something. As I walked in the door she was sitting at the table drinking Max's juice. 

She is a very nice person. That makes it all the harder.  But we decided that we needed to do the difficult task of letting a nice person go so that we could find someone who can meet our work expectations. We don't have the luxury of paying for someone who can't meet expectations.

I hate the idea of saying "YOU'RE FIRED!" But it almost came to that today.  She just couldn't understand what I was saying. Finally I just said "dismissed". And she understood.

Shawn

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Thursday, January 10, 2008
Thursday, January 10, 2008 1:02:46 PM (India Standard Time, UTC+05:30) ( )

“You know George, the difference between us is that I do this job because I have been trained to do it.  You do it because you love to do it.”

                                General Omar Bradley to General George Patton, from the movie Patton.

 

It has been a very busy past few weeks.  In hindsight my instructions descibing my job in India should have raised more concern.   They are simply “Keep doing your current job, just do it from India”.      When things are at their busiest, as is the case now, my job involves 6-8 hours per day of meetings.   The consequence of being here is that most of those meetings are happening in the middle of the night.   This is making for long days and nights that are draining my energy for anything other than work.   Even setting out at lunch time and trying to find something good to eat seems too much trouble, I am bunkered in my office living off Coke and Danish Butter Cookies.     All of this would be intolerable if I didn’t love my job as much as I do.  I am coming up on 10 years here.    Right after I joined back in 1998 I had a rough time dealing with my manager.  I decided to set a rule: “If you go 5 days in a row of not liking your job then leave.”    That rule is still in force and I am still here.     In fact, I can’t imagine what life would be like with a bad job.   Doing what you love is the only thing that makes doing it 18 hours a day tolerable.

 

More updates to come, there is much to share from the home front…

 

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