A long time ago, Vikings in Scandinavian countries used to live in mud huts where they struggled to get both light and heat. If they punched a hole in the wall to let the bright daylight come in, the hut would go freezing cold. But if they blocked the opening to stay warm, they had to sit in the dark. The advent of industrial revolution solved the problem.(..)
A leadership tip by a follower Who would imagine that an article with rock-climbing references can have the ingredients to trigger a corporate debate?! It was interesting to note the emergence of many fresh perspectives on the intriguing art of toggling between the work field and the play field. But, of course, the real-world rock climbing carries a lot(..)
Work and Play Mike Cartwright was a little different than most of(..)
A family of rats lived in the middle of a young wheat field. As the days passed, the wheat stalks grew tall and the rodents had a feast gnawing away at all the wheat. Then, one day when the ripe golden grain waved in the breeze, the Farmer and his son came into the field. "This wheat is now ready for reaping," said the Farmer. "We must call in our(..)
How to reward loyalty? There is something baffling about the year-end. The holiday season syndrome manages to keep you incredibly busy, but with a “de-intensity” that doesn’t allow you to accomplish anything reasonable! I too had my share of singing, dancing, partying, and all good things(..)
Greetings Cybage! How’s Pune’s coolest crowd doing today? The(..)
It is not always about logic It’s not necessary that every tricky experience in corporate life should give a logical action point. Many times, the only take away is mere knowledge of a potential situation and some workaround options to deal with tight corners. Here is an account of two such(..)
“I feel sick,” said the voice from the bedroom. “You are not sick. Get up and get ready,” called the wife, walking up the stairs and hovering outside the bedroom door. “I hate work and I’m not going,” said the voice from the bedroom, “Lately, I have been getting things wrong, making mistakes, and getting smirked upon. I have a feeling that(..)
Once a 10-year-old boy walked up to the counter of an ice-cream parlor and climbed onto a stool. He caught the eye of the waitress and asked, “How much is an ice cream sundae?” “One Dollar,” the waitress replied. The boy reached into his pockets, pulled out a handful of change, and began counting. The waitress frowned impatiently. After all, she had(..)
Personification of Duty Just before the turn of the 21st century, drove in Odyssey Technologies in Cybage life. Odyssey was the first amongst our second-generation customers, and started off the growth-through-references trend that Cybage was to behold for years to come. One of our delighted ex-customer POCs—Dan Eshner—had joined Odyssey as its new(..)
The Power of Parity It is nice to meet a star, even if it is for a fleeting moment. Such encounters leave us starry-eyed and moon-struck. Even the most conceited amongst us will invariably steal a glance at the footprints the star leaves behind. Now imagine what would happen if you were to hold the hand of this star and walk together for a couple of(..)
Lesson in Crisis Management... At the dawn of every organization, there often is one unique employee who joins in as a fresher and goes on to become a legendary veteran. Cybage had a good fortune of one such fine professional in Mahesh GB, the first Cybagian of our shaping years! But this story is not about Mahesh’s meteoric ‘flight’ from fresher(..)
Boxing an Inspiration… Generally speaking, the popular management anecdotes revolve around entrepreneurial ‘“wonder years”—the years an entrepreneur learns to ‘walk’. There are not too many case studies that delve on “shaping years”—the years when a successful founder learns to ‘run’ as a CEO. What is the difference, you may ask.(..)
Once there lived a great king in a big palace. One morning as he was standing in his palatial balcony admiring the morning rays falling on his beautifully landscaped gardens, his vision was marred by the sighting of an ugly dwelling protruding behind the walls of his eastern boundary walls. Immediately, he dispatched his minister with the instructions(..)
Here is a page from the dairy of two guys who shared the same last name—Mr. Percentile. One of them was very intelligent; his name was Mr. Ninety Percentile. The second was just an ordinary man; his name was Mr. Ten Percentile. Now, Ninety wanted to make some quick bucks and lured Ten into a bet. The bet proposition was that each of them would ask(..)
