Showing posts with label Stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stories. Show all posts

Monday, 2 January 2017

The most powerful thing in the world.

Year 1991, PV Narsimha Rao was dying. His neck would wobble every time he opened his mouth to speak. Nobody thought he would live more than a few months. Then something miraculous happened. His health improved. Five years later, he retired after serving as the 9th PM of India, before finally dying in 2004.

What made PV Narsimha defy death and live 13 years more?

Freud had famously said that all motivation comes from two desires: the sex urge and the desire to be great. Desires rule our world. The most common of them are money, sex, and power. But a few people have still managed to control, even eliminate them.


The force that transformed a dying man into one of the best PMs India has ever seen was not Power. Not even Money. That intangible, yet the single most powerful force is the “feeling of importance”. The same thing which Freud described as “the desire to be great”. People have learned to tame the other natural desires, but NOONE can control this desire.

Everyone gets his feeling of importance in a unique way. Politicians feel themselves important when they are able to exert power over others. Criminals and terrorists get this feeling when they see others being terrified of them, and after successfully committing crimes. This desire is the reason why organizations give sexy and meaningless titles to their employees, to make them feel they are valuable.

But this desire to be great doesn’t necessarily comes from the ability to exert power or to make large-scale changes. Some people get it from as simple things as being different from others. This is what monks and hermits do. This is also what most researchers do, they feel themselves superior to others when they discover something the ignorant public doesn’t know about. This feeling of superiority drives the entire research area.

The same line of reasoning is used to brainwash people. “Do you want to live like millions of others who live a mundane life, those who take birth, have families, work like slaves all their lives, and ultimately die without achieving anything. Their life has no meaning. Their death doesn’t affect anything. Their existence has no value. Do you want to be like that or do you want to make an impact in the world?” From religious preachers to terrorists, everyone uses these lines to persuade people to join their organization by giving them a feeling of importance. The latest addition in this category is Anonymous. Just watch their last video.

If you know this one thing, you know the secret of all negotiations and persuasions. This is the ultimate secret of effectively dealing with people. Find out how the other person gets his feeling of importance, and give it to him. If you are able to do that, he is your slave.
(Some ideas taken from How to Win Friends and Influence People)

P.S. I am back to writing, so expect more interesting articles.

Friday, 15 August 2014

And the ragging continues………

His face was deadly pale, beads of perspiration gleamed upon his tensed forehead. He had just stood up after finishing the 30 – minutes Murga Punishment, his fragile legs shook from his small weight and his weak body wagged like a branch in wind. The abusive words and threats were still echoing in his mind.

“Behen ke lo** first year me kuch nahi hua to apne aap ko Bond samajhne lage,” bellowed the self-declared Student Leader of College and chief of the group of six – who were monitoring 450 students. Their language was becoming more and more vulgar, but none of the 450 2nd yearites seemed to have any kind of self – respect. “In salo ko ek baar fir Murga banate hain”, suggested a Sardar jee to the leader. The leader ordered everyone to repeat the punishment.

But, his body was not able to endure any extra physical load. Some kind of self-respect seemed to arouse out of him. “Why are you following their orders, who are they to order you and why you are here? You should have been in your room, these rubbish people have wasted your two hours,” his vainglorious heart told his body. He began to think of ways to get away from there, he thought of fleeing but his heart told him not to do so, after all he was not a coward. Then he thought of open defiance and verbally facing them – “Every one of these seniors is a coward, they didn’t even dare to touch you in your first year, for they were afraid of your complaint to ragging committee; they are doing all this only because you are allowing them to do so – just show a little firm attitude and see what happens, no one would want to be in trouble – everyone is here only to get a job and have a good career,” –  his heart tried to convince his mind. He tightened his fists and prepared himself to speak loudly and firmly.

But just before uttering the pre-meditated words, the last sentence said by his heart came to his mind – “Everyone is here only to get a job,” and suddenly he remembered the advice of his elder brother – “Never involve in any kind of altercation with any of your seniors, always maintain a healthy relationship with them. You are going to college to get a decent job, who knows one of your seniors may be interviewing you during your placement. Engineering job is always about following orders of others,” and he tightly shut his mouth.

“Tujhe alag se bolna padega Bh@**di ke,” snapped the Sardar jee.

He slowly bent down to silently follow his command. “ I will take my revenge next year, I will also get juniors” – he spoke to himself while raising his butts.

And the ragging continues………

Ragging in ISM Dhanbad

P.S. This is not a work of fiction, it is based on the description given by one of my friends who willingly attended the Sr - Jr Interaction cum Ragging Program






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