Archive | November, 2017

Mindset ― Dr. Carol S. Dweck, Book Review

29 Nov

” Benjamin Barber, an eminent political theorist, once said ” I don’t divide the world into the weak and strong, or the successes and the failures…I divide the world into the learners and nonlearners.”

― Carol S. Dweck, Mindset

This is not a new idea but a timeless and a refreshing outlook to life. Dr. Carol Dweck’s ideas have gained currency for for early education pre -schoolers and as well as CEO’s of large corporations. To see the world in terms of Fixed mindset and Growth mindset binary as it sounds may not be a bad one..

If we see a school graduation photograph of a fifteen or a fourteen year old children, no can make a educated guess what X,Y, Z children would end up as, a writer, nurse, teacher, medical practitioner, sportsman, entrepreneur, college drop out or Charlie Manson. May be it’s about choices or may be it’s effort in a thoughtful or not so considerate direction. Children have desires and they don’t have metrics to evaluate their course of direction. Some have mentors or coaches. Mostly well meaning parents. So you never know…

I liked the fundamental idea espoused in the book ” You can accomplish lot more than you think with right effort and strategies..” Outcomes thus have more to do with character. It’s a very good idea. I also feel the notion of parenting of lavishing praises on children in an effort to bolster their self esteem leads to over grown kids with semi outcomes. My mother’s idea of parenting was to criticize and then make up with lots of food. My friend’s father’s famous retort to any inquiry about son ” That rascal’s address is that play ground..” . They are all harmless and some bad for child’s esteem. Parent’s never knew the right way guess. Dr. Carol S Dweck say’s ” Praise learning process and tie it with an outcome.” That way children can see how they derived at outcomes. This is embedded learning. That is very a good idea.

I have struggled with learning outcomes in most of adolescence and early adult years. I failed in three public examinations that studied towards in various age groups. It was never because of lack of effort or ability to understand material. I gave up at twenty five. I learnt that effort or desire or praises handed out by teachers do not lead to outcomes. Success is a direct derivation of efforts, strategies and resources. You should never be afraid of asking for help or soliciting feedback. I read about highly acclaimed and sought-after American attorney David Boies saying ” Life is not about timed tests “. I agree. From a “The Yale center for Dyslexia & Creativity” article…

“The way Boies processes written information is by first skimming a text to pick out the salient points. Then, by slowing down and focusing exclusively on these, he is able to analyze them critically and grasp the essence of the text. It is this unique ability that enables Boies to handle the large volume of reading required for his work, and that helped him excel in college and law school, despite his poor performance on timed tests.”

I have since adopted above approach. It has never let me down at work. More from Carol S Dweck..

” One seventh- grade girl summed it up ” I think intelligence is something you have to work for………it isn’t just given to you…….Most kids if they’re not sure of answer, will not raise their hand to answer the question. But what I usually do is raise my hand, because if I’m wrong, then my mistake will be corrected. Or I will raise my hand and say,’ How would this be solved? or I don’t get this. Can you help me? Just by doing that I’m increasing my intelligence.”

Be a learner. I would recommend ” Mindset” by Dr. Carol S Dweck to students, parent’s, teacher’s, counselor’s, human resource professionals, every one…

Though the book doesn’t hand out learning strategies but gives a great deal of context and examples, worth a read and highly recommended.

Thank you!

I wrote this as a LinkedIn post. Hope it’s of use.

Love, Suresh

Mumbai -14 Nov -15 Nov 2017

18 Nov

“An identity card is not a man, a credit rating is not a country…”

― Leonard Cohen

Any illusions that have had about reaching the world with blog have been right sized,  my place here is more of a chronicler of life, a journal, what else do know really..

Some pictures from a trip to neighboring city, have been  constrained to travel for long time, but am happy where am…

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I take a comfortable early morning bus journey. It’s always the same, brother drops me at bus depot and take a 6am bus. I love it. I watch a hindi movie ” Secret superstar”. I liked the movie and a for a moment remember ” my dreams”.. . I go  straight to office. After a full day , my colleague drops me at service apartment.  It has two beds. I don’t watch television. I speak to my mother and go out and get my preferred soap and shampoo. I drink a mashed fruit juice of Carrot, Indian gooseberry and some thing else. I feel peaceful. I no longer have friends in city. I find my apartment functional, a come down from earlier five star hotels. I have changed too. It doesn’t matter..

I read a book ( Mindset) , sleep well and take a cab  next day and wait at one of the shopping malls for my colleague, we have to go for a business meeting together…

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I take a picture as keep waiting, don’t mind being my myself,  after all of life have been alone..

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One more picture as watch people park their cars, get down in a auto rickshaw,  the city has done well….

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We have a good business meeting. Let’s leave business out of this blog, but feel good, am back in game, after a long time…

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We are hungry and need food. My young colleague Raj checks online ratings of all neighboring food joints, we settle for Punjabi street food, we catch up on each other’s lives and have food….

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One more picture, the food rich and quite good, am not used to heavy food, decide to skip dinner…

We drove back and me got down at a point and we parted. I have to take back late evening bus ride.  Standing for almost hour and half  on a busy road, nothing to do, no one to call in this city, realized ” how much life has changed” . It’s okay and always remember my friend Venu’s advise three years back ” Remember work each day, have to recover every lost day….”  . I recover every day…unfailingly…

I am on my way back, may be this city is my future, don’t know, it’s always been city of dreams. The late night bus ride has hiccups, the Volvo breaks down few times, reach mid night, brother comes and picks me and home. Next day back in office, can’t miss a day…..

The struggle continues, as along as there is early morning ride, my mom and brother well, opportunity to do the work want to do and dear friends…

I am lucky and well.

Goodnight dear friends! This for today…

Have a easy Sunday!

Love, Suresh

 

Rajesh Sahu

12 Nov

“All the knowledge I possess everyone else can acquire, but my heart is all my own.”
― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Dear Rajesh,

Someday’s have passed, cannot forget you, although we had not met for few years, never forgot childhood, may be because was a ” Boy interrupted” directly catapulted into uncertain adulthood . I wanted to catch up and we spoke so little just some days ago. Here is what have been upto, my chronicle of things….

– You were the most influential part of my growing up years, you gave sanctuary to so many of us – myself, Anup, Prashant , Rajiv & Milind. You shaped our ethos, counter culture, music, movies we saw…You were a tour de force. Tinu was our hero and liked the girl who stayed near your house Nisha .  You would scold and then tease ” Who is that guy with good eyes” . Any way…

– We had so much fun in that park of your society and it’s almost insane. The fun translated into a dangerous living for all of us. Our teenage years could take that, although me knew it was unsustainable…

– Every day started and ended with you for five years. You wanted more. I thought you were such a naughty spirit. You just wanted fun. May be it was because you were too brilliant and too shy. You were polite with girls. You could manage studies, bunk classes and hit the road. Yet you would do well. I always admired how well all three brothers studied. I am a admirer of your parents – they were so nice and asked about me every time met them. I feel sorry for them. They were very kind.

– The lovely side of you was you were too shy, too good and humane. You were ideal child. Moment you saw friends , you were George best Part 2 without the women. Your zest for living was incredible. I think restlessness comes from intelligence. We were same too. Yes you were George Best incarnate…

– I stopped meeting every one at 19, scared of future, made too many mistakes, ”  Good guy Bad guy” moniker stuck.I wanted to do some thing to improve my lot. I took a job,  wanted to study, get  grades,  took admission in university, studied five years for civils, restless as ever, failed. I was devastated at 25. The struggle was bitter.My father saved my life.

– Stunned about hearing about our dear friend. I rushed to your house. Milind used to come to university to meet me. I knew he was sensitive and told me in tears ” Both of you ( you and me) are his dear friends and fight often” . Yes we were volatile, egotistical, restless…

– We met again at your brother Rakesh’s marriage. I had a job and you were happy. You built a building next to my home in few years and told me to invest in a apartment. I was a start up guy and couldn’t afford  and but was happy that you were doing well. But you never changed – simple naughty as hell. You kept teasing me …

– Our last meeting was serendipity and had quick tea together. We caught up with each other. I told you that had met school friend Samir in Mumbai. You smiled. I always liked your near reverential relationship with Samir. You enquired about my family. Nobody was more sensitive than you in that mad spirit. We always wondered about friend Anup who kept us happy with his superlative comic spirit and we would join the fun endlessly….may be that’s what we were good at, restless and endless fun.

– Life happens differently for different people. I was worried about you because you still lived liked that.  We were not in touch for long and you married and had a son. I thought it would change your life. May be it did.

– Perhaps you did not get the success you deserved. You were school topper and most brilliant although you underplayed it like all good people and participated in mindless fun.

– Even few days before ” D day” you called our friend Anup”  Anup kidar hai gadde ..” and me ” Kahan ho suresh..”.  The last time spoke to you and heard same wicked laughter….

– I never knew things had deteriorated so much. I tried meeting you twice and you were away. It’s destiny. We were never meant to meet again..

– I saw your child, what a handsome boy and who speaks like you, May god bless him endlessly. I know your dad so well. Your mom the nicest person ever. May god give them some peace and resolution. I met our great friend Tinu.

Your friends, your great friend Tinu, will never forget you…

Shine on you crazy diamond….

I just wish you had thrown that bottle…

Heavy heart & love, Suresh

Dear friends this was for a beloved friend who left for heavenly abode, never one for advise, but here is an urgent insight…

” Chuck that drink. Fuck that Bottle”

Good night!