the professional by subroto bagchi ebook

More than ever before, the future belongs to us. We are together stepping into a future in which what you know is more important than who you know. People like me and more importantly, people like Maguni Barik are celebrated. From ordinary upbringing, today I have the privilege of co-founding and leading MindTree, which has emerged as one of India's most admired companies. But I know that the likes of him are all around. We would simply shut up and go back to our books. He was not only among the poorest students, his name in Oriya literally means, the one seeking alms! There was no arguing against that one. But despite all that, Maguni Barik made it to the best 10 list among all high school students in the state in his year of graduation. Maguni Barik had one pair of school uniform. His illiterate, widowed mother literally had no support. My mother, herself a matriculate of the 1930s but who took as much care to hold aloft the value of education as my father, would immediately hold aloft the example of a boy, a few years senior to me, who used to come from ten miles away. We cited examples of children who went to English medium boarding schools, of children whose parents could afford to buy them cricket bats and children who lived in big cities. There was no time for self-pity! But sometimes, we complained. I was constantly told that there is a larger world out there and if I did my English, science and mathematics right, I could have it all. From the time that I was a little boy, I was asked to build very large, sometimes global ambitions. But the reason I said, I feel a lot more privileged compared to many other similarly situated people is that I had the opportunity to be groomed by parents and elder brothers who created a sense of higher purpose in everything I did. He told me that if I promised to score more than 90% marks in optional mathematics in my final examination, I could have the cycle. Only in Class 11, my father could afford to buy me a cycle.

Most children walked bare feet, some wore rubber slippers, and if anyone ever wore shoes, the other children shunned them as snobs. But as compared to countless other men and women in this country, I actually feel privileged due to my upbringing. WE were raised in the tribal districts of Orissa where I studied in government schools, until Class 11. Vice Chairman and Gardener of MindTree Ltd, and author of three business bestsellers

The professional by subroto bagchi ebook