Its been three days at the new office for me now. The first
day was very tough. I spent the day battling a sense of depression. It come
from various sources – a stong missing of my old team and the new office which
somehow doent know how to welcome a new person. I remember the last time I was
at a new place. It was 11 years ago. My first interaction with my new team was
an offsite. Here I remember feeling like shit and alone and not knowing whats
going to happen. I did not know if I could belong here.
This place was also a nightmare on the first day. When my
old team celebrated a birthday at office and sent me the photo, I was
completely upset. Smashing a cake on everyone at a birthday was my thing. By
the time I left it was a ritual for everyone to smash a cake on everyone and
then take a selfie with all the constituents. This time I was not in photo and
instead there was my replacement. That was not fair.
I returned home in a bad mood and was not sure what I wanted
from life. It carried on till the next day morning and then I did not have time
to sulk as I had one meeting afetr another. Suddenly after the second meeting –
shit changed. Something happened and I got my groove back. I got out of the
meeting and started taking charge of the numbers. I got the relevant people in
the teama nd started barking orders left right and centre, I started teaching
how the numbers must reflect, started attacking the existing way of doing
things, called the team one by one and started talking to them. I spoke to each
one of them and asked them what they were doing what they wanted to do in life.
I started talking to some of founders and asked them what they wanted to do in
their streams of business. Then I started cracking the whip on everything I
could see.
Now I am in control, now I am back and suddenly nothing is
new to me.
Yesterday I was telling Jasmine, All it needed was me to
believe in myself and my abilities. The first day was just an abberation. Once
I believed in myself and knew that I belong here, everything else just fit into
place. I asked the right questions and got the right direction. I pushed for
what I wanted and the people all fell in line.
Of course right now, the guys must be wondering what kind of
a mad man they have as a boss. This guys comes in at 8 am and then leave a
little earlier than 8 pm. Constantly pushing, showing agression and urging them
on while laughing, cracking jokes and suddely calling a spade a spade.
Of course I have matured in the 11 years. With more than 17
years of work experience, I know how to push the bar on work to be done. The
first day as I said was an aberration, it was an important transition day. The
second day was even more important – now I know that I can and that’s easy.
Just trust your instincts. Like the first day for a new batsman on forign soil for the first time
in a test match. You prod, you poke, you sulk, you move around. You get a few
overs in, you possiblyget out and you don’t know what hit you.
When you come back for the second innings or the next day,
you have had time to reflect and to look back at yourself. Then you tell
yourself to just chuck it and trust yourself, and enjoy your time. The first
ball hits the bat and then things fall in place. When I played cricket I have
opened many times. I always liked to go to the non striker first. It allows you
to get a feel of the match. I also always liked to listen toteh sound of the
first time the ball hits the bat. I hate to get out without even touching the
ball with the bat. Once I feel that, I know I can bat and then I know I belong
and then its on form there.
I started here by the numbers and the way we looked at them.
I got my team to start working on them. To start analysing them in a way that
made sense to everyone who needed to analyse them. Things started falling in
place from then on. Analysis is something that I have always been good at.
Getting numbers in a format that aided decisions is extremely important but a
few get it right. I cant understand why it would be so difficult, but now I
have had years of training on it.
So yes, the first ball was outside the off stumo which I
left. The next ball was on the stump which I defended firmly and the ball raced
away between covers to the boundary line. I belong.
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