MY STORY Life of Challenges Part 2 (Continued from Part 1.)

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The beautiful Holy Town of Rishikesh.

At Haridwar I understood only state buses were plying between Haridwar and Rishikesh.

Without wasting further time I boarded an ill maintained rickety ,weather worn out bus for Rishikesh.  The bus was full but could found a seat, crumpled ,worn out in the corners , to sit and relax .

I ventured to ask the conductor who was checking the ticket “ hello sirji in how much time we will reach Rishikesh ?. I need to get down near Glass Factory. Will you let me know please?.”

“ we will reach Rishikesh in thirty minutes. I will help you to get down at Glass Factory. It is en-route to the town. No problem” the conductor answered with a smile.

 

Haridwar is city of God ,the gateway to Lord Shiva and Lord Vishnu.

The Holy Ganges river flows through the city .

It is said Sage Bharthari came to Haridwar in early Eightees and meditated on the banks of the Ganges .

Soon after his death his pupils including his brother constructed a big Ghat which later came to be known as Har Ki Pauri.

The pilgrims in thousands throng this Ghat every day to offer prayers and meditate on the ghats surrounding the Har Ki Pauri giving a serene spiritual panoramic view ,a real treat to the eyes.

The bus zoomed on the dingy narrow zig – zag alleys ,lanes.   The jolts jerks did not allow me to relax any way.

After nearly fifteen minutes the bus halted and the conductor hollered “ glass Factory stop. Get down please.”

I gathered my things and got down thanking the conductor very much.

A t the gate of the Glass Factory I asked for Mr Thadani.

The security guard , a puny sized man went inside and returned in short time ,picking up my belongings and ushered me into the office of Mr Thadani.

“kindly wait here ,Sahib will come soon”. The security man said shutting the door upon me.

I was frazzled and slumped into a chair.

After a while a short statured pleasant looking man opened the door and said “ Mr Kaul morning I am Sood ,Administrative officer. You seem to be tired.” extending his hand for a hand shake.

we shook hands warmingly and I thanked him for knowing about my arrival.

 

“ A great relief Sood Sahib to see you moreover your pleasant smile. Yes I am tired.”

I said smiling .

Mr Sood laughed heartily.

“ Mr Thadani spoke to me about you on telephone. He will be coming in half an hour. He lives in Dehradun and has to drive down the hilly road. “ He concluded politely.

A boy with a tray of two cups of tea and a plate of cookies walked in and kept the same on the nearby table leaving without uttering a word.

“ help yourself to tea kaul sahib, please.” Mr sood said while picking the other cup for himself.

“ Thanks I needed something to warm up. Tea is fine “ I said sipping the tea from the cup  having a nimble on the crunchy cookies.

Suddenly the door opened ajar and an elderly tall bespectacled man entered saying “Hello Mr Kaul , Thadani here ,how was the journey .pleased to see you finally.”

Pointing to Mr Sood Thadani continued “ I will discuss with Mr kaul and take him for a Factory visit . You talk to IDPL Guest house for his accommodation on our company quota.”

“ yes sir I will do that” replied Mr sood and walked out slamming the door after him.

After exchanging pleasantries Thadani spoke of the difficulties in running the operation profitably.

He was candid enough to admit that things were bad.

And need to put systems in place and set the things in order with my assistance.

“ I will take you for a factory round and you can have graphic picture of problems and I would like you to present me with plan proposal to improve the working systems so that we pack good saleable production.” He said anxiously.

“ Will do my best . “ I replied briefly.

“ Yes one more thing you can call me Thadani ,no formalities as such.” He walked out of office and we went for a round of the production hall., machine end followed by cold end operations.

The cold end operations were awful. The continuous production on the conveyers was uncontrollable and falling off to the floor in large heaps.

“This is biggest problem and we are unable to cope up with the size of the production . “ he bemoaned.

“ I want you to address to this problem first. “ He said anxiously..

“ Yes I understand . we will set it right. “ Ireplied confidently.

“Really” He beamed.

“ Yes why not ? “ I said cooly.

I went to the Lehr end and picked up a few bottles . The quality of bottles was bad ,very bad. Production were not rectifying defects. Because of inadequate packing and inspection at the cold end. Right decision  by the production Engineer. Since cold end operations were in jeopardy he could hardly afford to spoil costly mould sets.

I realised the enormity of problem and the urgent need to arrest it as soon as possible.

I drew up my plan in Mr Thadani’s office and discussed at length the steps to be taken in with him . He was desperate to do anything everything to see good production on the floor to be despatched to restore confidence of primary customer IDPL(Indian drugs and pharmaceuticals limited).

We were supposed to give 7.5 ml 10 ml and 15 ml glass vials about 200,000 nos every day.

I pleaded with Mr Thadani to give me 20 days to train inspectors and take other quality measures to pack 2 lakh good quality bottles per day ,which was roughly 80% of the total production.

I spoke to M.D Mr Agarwal on phone highlighting the problems at hand, there by assuring him the problems are being addressed to and could be set right within stipulated time of about 20days..

I further told him that Mr Thadani had given all necessary inputs for meeting the challenge.

I formed a team of two supervisors   and three senior inspectors to conduct training of time and speed control of the production on cold end on the running conveyers technically called glass Lehrs.

We put initially eight inspectors on each Lehr in each shift to handle the inspection for sorting of glass defects .

After 6days I reduced two inspectors on each Lehr for the inspection job.

The training session was carried round the clock in all three shifts.

I requested the Maintenance Engineer Mr Rao to make Inspection boxes with glass and lighting  facilities to tone up the  speed and time of inspecting the 100 percent bottles.

He was kind enough to fix the inspection boxes on the Lehrs  speedily.

After around 8 days of intense training , the inspectors handled full production of three Lehrs of three shifts .

After achieving the break through I requested Production engineer , Mr RK Gupta JI, a very efficient affable young man to change the moulds blanks etc on the machines so that we could pack good production for onward despatches to the customers.

He was too good to cooperate and made the required changes rapidly.

All worn out damaged equipments were weeded out .

I put one inspector in each shift on machine end(hot end) to find defects and get them rectified before feeding into the cold end Lehrs so that defectives are controlled at hot end itself.

With effective coordination of all concerned we could pack 200,000 good quality production exactly after 16 days .

Soon after I formed a statistical quality team under one qualified good supervisor Mr Mathur.. The team was trained to divide day’s production in adequate lots for statistical final inspection.

The lots were drawn as per international plans M, N, P etc.

Thus we ensured AOQL (accepted out quality levels) as major defects 0.5 and minor 1.5 .

 

Mr Thadani was perhaps happiest man to see the company   heading for a good fortune after nearly a year of its starting date.

“ Thank you Kaul . what I could not do ,you did it .” Thadani said calmly to me.

“ sir it is my duty and due to your cooperation and of all concerned ,we are successful” I replied humbly.

Needless to say I was requested by Mr Thadani to stay permanently in RISHIKESH.

 

RISHIKESH is a beautiful town with the Holy Ganges   flowing in the midst of it.

Rishikesh is gateway for pilgrimage to the four holy places in India known as “Char Dham”, The pilgrims throng to this place for its   bewitching picturesque mountainscape , tumbling streams, waterfalls. thus presenting a panoramic view.

The beauty of the town enthralled me and I made up my mind to accept Mr Thadani’s offer.

Interestingly I worked in the glass factory of Rishikesh for ten long years before moving to one more great company in Delhi.

By then The company expanded its production capacity by installing three more MCs and were manufacturing quality products ranging from the sizes of 7.5 ml vials to 750 ml liquor bottles.

Life is a challenge at every step ,the timely decisions right expertise ,sincerity and determination leads any one to the door of success and satisfaction of accomplishments.

 

 

P.S       on great demand of my readers and blog followers I wrote the part 2 of MY STORY.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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MY STORY Journey Of challenges:

 

We live to die. A fact one cannot deny or decry.

Life moves on ineluctably thus cannot be arrested or released at will. Life is a journey of strife beset with challenges every now and then.

you need to cross over the boulders , overcome the hurdles and make it smoother by actions ,right ones, correct decisions ,and right attitude . Once faced boldly it becomes harbinger of happiness and prosperity.

A concerted effort making things to happen the way you would love to see your life moving with pleasure than pain.

Way back in early 1970’s I happened to work as Quality assurance Manager in a Glass company in Pimpri Pune .

One fine morning our M.D. Mr Agarwal called me in his office ,and after making me to sit comfortably, said softly

“ Kaul being my best man I need your help to straighten things in our glass plant at Rishikesh .”

After a pause for a second he continued “we are not getting good production there both quantity as well as quality .

Due to bad quality the consignments get rejected. With your expertise and experience I want you to proceed to Rishikesh immediately to set the things right.”

“ there is my Manager Mr Thadani he will give you all assistance .” He said with an air of finality.

“ I have some questions sir ” I said a bit nervously.

“Yes tell me” Mr Agarwal said firmly.

“Sir I have heard Mr Thadani is not a good man. Will he cooperate with me.” I asked timidly.

 

“He is my Manager .I have directed him to listen to you and your expertise.” He retorted angrily. “You will report to me directly and send me production quality reports daily through telegrams . I am giving you a letter and give it to Thadani. Do not worry. I trust you and God will guide you .”

“Meet Kane , Plant Manager in his office, he will do the needful for your travel etc” He concluded the meeting affectionately reassuring me about his support to me.

In a huff I went straight to see my friend Tapkir , Mould Manager and we discussed at length the pros and cons of my conversation with M.D MR Agarwal.

“ you cannot do much than to proceed quietly. It may open new vistas for your future. Who knows.” Mr Tapkir said confidently.

So mentally prepared I decided to move to Rishikesh .

On 16th july 1974 Pune looked gorgeous with drizzling all along and the green verdure on the hills surrounding the city, was really a delight to watch. I developed a strange close association with this beautiful city .Ipromised with myself if God wishes I would like to come again to reside in this city of love and compassion.

I boarded a Taxi for Mumbai with other three passengers from Taxi stand and we zoomed on in the wet rainy weather. The downpour was incessant since last night and the sky overcast with dark clouds. The Sun was seen nowhere .

The taxi driver was tall burly sikh , very affable but talkative. He was casting furtive glances intermittently, talking consistently .one of my fellow passenger warned him to drive carefully in this inclement weather.” Hello sardarji drive carefully as the roads are slippery” he said sounding scared and anxious.

“ no worry sir keep cool .” the sikh driver retorted back.

He drove off without caring a hoot for the aggrieved passenger.

The rains were profusely pouring and pouring ,the hill tops covered with green carpets exhibiting a bewitching spectacle all around. There were a number of waterfalls gushing water into deep ravines down.

No sooner we crossed the plains and moved into Ghat area the driver took a sharp turn to negotiate the bend ,lost control of the stirring wheels and inched down the ravine close by . The door flung open I somersaulted out on to the green patch some two three feet down from the highway.

I watched the taxi going down the ravine into the gorge deeper in a great awe.

As providence would have it I escaped unhurt not even a bruise anywhere.

The crowd came in twos threes ,helped me to safety on   the main road . one of them offered me water,the other a cup of tea, and said “ Thank God you are safe. Do you want to go to Mumbai.”

“ Yes I have to go to Mumbai to catch a train for Rishikesh”

I replied gasping for breath.

 

“My suitcase with clothes , bag etc gone . The ticket for onward journey was in my upper pocket ,lost somewhere ” I replied in a state of delirium.

I rummaged into my inner small pocket of my Pantaloon and found my money safe. “God is great” I murmurred to myself.

The good men arranged a lift for me to Mumbai in a private car and I reached safely Mumbai.

“ will you sir drop me near Railway station so that I could board the onward train.” I pleaded to the car owner.

“yes no problem. You also buy some new shirt as the one you are wearing is torn and dirty .” He said nonchalantly.

 

I went to the railway Manager explained the predicament I was in and he managed to issue me ticket to Hardwar , the nearest station to Rishikesh.

I boarded the Train finally for onward journey to my destination.

I had nightmares about the horrible accident ,woke up twice during the night ,crying. The other passengers looking surprised.

I closed my eyes determined to empty my mind of everything and went into a deep slumber at last.

Next morning the train chugged on to the Hardwar Railway station and I thanked God to be alive to live up to the expectations of my M.D Mr Agarwal.

Interestingly later on after a month or so  to my  surprise I received  an envelop containing letter from the Taxi driver  followed by M.O for Rs  65 / towards the  encashment of my ticket he managed to collect from the accident scene.

His  exemplary sincerity and honesty stunned me  but also felt proud to see India living  and thriving on due to the good deeds of  such noble unknown souls.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE CROWS ON THE SEA

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The  Crows on the  Kapaleeshwrar sea

 

The Crows not in twos or threes

but in scores

bustling   hustling     over

the limitless blues

of Kapleeshwrar seas.

       mingling

 with the myriad hues

  Of waves rising falling

 With

  every strong gale

    Lapping up the pungent shore

      The crows crying spontaneously

  Caw Caw  Caw

Flying low overhead people

ambling on the beach

in a flash of fright everyone

stoops down with

screech

And the crows speedily slantingly

move

over the mesmerizing blues.

Leaving everybody in bewilderment.

The crows crying simultaneously

Caw Caw Caw

bustling hustling around

Some

walking playfully in a stately gait

     while others

Swooping on theShored dustbin feast

        for a sumptuous treat.

The crows bustling hustling

crying

Caw Caw   Caw

Caressing

The tidal waves

vanishing in placid

muse

over deep distant

blues.

THE FASCINATING ISLANDS

Islands are fascinating and meeting places between sea and land.

The Islands date back to million of years , scattered all across the oceans of the world , one time a flowing molten lava and over thousands of years have become a lush tropical ones .

The wonders of Island life remind us without doubt that the earth in itself is an Island flooded with resplendent plants animals and unique birds ,seas, mountains ,rivers and what not.

Origin of Islands

 Islands have evolved in two ways , Continental Islands and the Oceanic Islands.

The Continental Islands are the land part of the Continental mainland, cut over the years either through erosion or due to geological forces leading to major upheavals in the surface structure of the earth .

Oceanic Islands are formed where molten rocks pile upon the lava flow upon lava flow and build volcanic mountain.

This phenomenon takes thousands of years ,before the mountain growing to a such a height thus breaking from the ocean surface.

The volcanic islands get exposed to wind weather waves and rain .

The   off shore coral reefs form a barrier against the crashing sea waves that could limit the life span of the volcanic islands.

The Continents have shifted continuously in a slow way and this phenomenon still continues unabated.

Over 200 million years ago as geologists believe all the land on earth was a great one mass called Pangaea.

Later after some million years the dry land split into two super continents; Gondwanaland ,which is todays South America ,Africa, India ,Australia and Antartica; the other Laurasia ; consisting of North America ,Greenland ,Europe, and Asia .

 It is humanly impossible to know or assess how many islands have been on the broad surface of this earth to be eroded away or to have been washed away in its bosom by the rising seas.

Life on Islands.

 Every island as a result of evolutionary process develops its own organisms and life sets its foothold .

Whenever man settles in an island ,he has brought with himself food, plants, pets like dogs .

The Continental islands support a community of living things when they are separated from the mainland. But the colonisers bring other species from elsewhere and the evolutionary mechanism gives rise to unique plants and animals ,thus setting meteor of life for more environmental changes with the passage of times.

 

The Oceanic islands are sterile and devoid of any life on its rugged surface.

The surface life of plants and animals emerges only through settlers from other islands.

The plants and animals that reach an island have to survive against the environmental odds and ends thereby gaining access to new breeding sites . The organism manage to ross over the oceans and settle permanently in the scattered odd number of islands.

The plants that survive on arrival are Algae, lichens, fungi, mosses ,ferns.

The birds fly out in seas to make nests on the vegetated cliffs and in the dense plant vegetation and thus survive the new hazards.

The other animals like lizards, bats, land snails ,spiders carry themselves successfully in the ocean voyages.

Though spiders do not fly but it is common to see them weaving strands of fine webs and move like parchutes with the breeze that carry the spiderlings   far aloft.

Nature works its way for every one in this beautiful universe. Only the beholder should be alert to see and feel the impact of the beauty around .

 

The scientist writer Thomas Huxley in his famous essay

“ Life Growth Change “ has demonstrated that animals evolve unusual adaptations in relation to the physical environment .   For instance if an animal is transformed from Iceland to a desert of intense heat, the animal adapts slowly to the changed Circumtances and in the successive generations they become completely different from their ancestral breeds.

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The largest lizard ,the 9ft komado dragon found only

In Indonesian island of Komado , preys on monkeys and deer.

 

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The 4 inch long mouse Lemurs of Madagascar island are the smallest of all primates, also the most primitive. Lemurs hide in the foliage and come out in night to feed o insects

 

 

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A unique Parrot lives in the islands of West Indies. This red-necked parrot lives in the mountains forests of   Dominica.

 

The Caribbean islands exhibit lush islands numbering 700 ,stretching from Florida to South America. A few are Continental in origin but majority of these are of volcanic   and the volcanoes that formed them are extinct now.

The Caribbean with total land of 91000 square miles ,the many islands of West Indies are spread over 971,400 square miles of open ocean.

 

The   islands of Philippine archipelago are without human settlement. The larger islands are mountainous with 20,000 mile shoreline ,with extreme weather of humid warmth at sea level, to the chill of 9000ft high, Philippines is home to variety of beautiful plants and animals.

 

Island life is a manifestation of diversity and uniqueness in character. The bizarre kinds of plants animals and their habitations make islands fascinatingly charming abodes of beauty.

 

 

THE COOL SUNSHINE

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The cool crimson Sunshine

beckons me

   to a bracing walk in the

verdant woods.

The rustling leaves listening to

the cacophony of singing birds

howling animals

purring waters of brooks

flowing across

The cool crimson Sunshine

Invigorating me

sway swirl and swish

                                                                                to

the curling landscapes

with determination and will

I climb up the hill

to a panoramic view

of

limitless blue sky.

The cool crimson Sunshine

Warms me

to

tread upon the untamed

Verdure forest deep

into realms of immense beauty.

A group of virgin belles

gaily giggling

Strode along

Twirling their skirts

coquettishly

revealing bare legs

taking my breath away

 standing gleefully on a big stone

I

Murmur in undertone

Love is lovely

and

is lovely.

I LONG TO BE WITH YOU

I long to be with you

My daughters pretty

Petite ones

for sometime nay a long

time

gossiping giggling galloping

over

the hill tops with emerald

verdure

gliding down the slopes

into deep forests

with the rhythm rhyme

of

golden time.

Come now my daughters

for

Some time nay a long

time

frisking frolicking rolling

rocking

into the arms of your

papa mummy

 I live your childhood memories

Whenever I get time to

roam about

in my thoughts

           your mummy is equally lost

in memories dear

ones

     winning the gold medals for

interschool games

local papers screaming

with banner headlines

“SISTERS BAG GOLDS ‘’

come my daughters

for

some time nay a long

time.

to drive along the Boulvard

road

listening to the Kashmiri

folk songs

while skiing for

hours

on the placid waters of

    Dal lake.

 

MY LOVESOME LOVE

Here she comes my lovesome love

 Frenzy frisky frolicking

with

dewy dove eyes

Wide and wonderous

As blue skies

 The beautiful highland lass

Trudging over the mountain pass

Wading

through the shimmering waters

Jumping barefeet over the boulders

On to the verdure so leafy green

Intersperse flowered

long stretches divinely designed.

The yellow sun gleams

Through her long tresses

on to

her glittering visage

radiantly glowing.

 

 Here she comes my lovesome love

to

Greet me into

her glistening arms.

In the tight clasp

Swaying me down the steep

thick boughs

redolent of pungent

earthy love.

Slithering her fingers into the

Crevices contours

Of my soul stirred

nudity.

 with smacking lips

she entices me

to

ecstasy love making.