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Soon after I finished reading One night @ Call center by Chetan Bhagat, I decided to blog on my call center life..As a former call center employee, I feel not every one will have a happy ending like Shyam, Vroom, Isha or Priyanka.. Call center life is more painful than that..But believe me, it isn’t a bad job as many people think. It is a job that helped me climb one step ahead in my life…

I would love to share with you an SMS I got years back when I was a call center agent. This pepped me to work hard, earn more incentives and enjoy life. It goes this way….

Midnight Coffees, Birthday Bumps..
Accentuated English, Dashing clothes..
Irate Customers, F.M in cabs..
So much Money, so little time..
Late night parties, Mugs of BEER..
Crush on T.Ls……..
Fight for appraisals………
Die-hard friendship, tears for love..
nothing missing, just everything.
People call it CALL CENTERS.
We call it LIFE!!!!!!

This went on to become a hoarding on one of our floors which usually had pictures of the agents who took the best call, agent who earned the highest incentive etc.

I also remember seeing a drop of tear in an agent’s eyes on his last working day in the company. When someone asked him the reason for the mellow dramatic act, he said the hoarding made him miss the time he spent with us. Bloody lier I said, the reason is he got kicked badly..  Yes, our rituals not only included giving bumps on one’s birthday but also on his last working day with us. Due to high attrition rates, we often had chances to perform this ritual. Recently, I heard this ritual is being performed on one  more occasion as well. The person who struck s the first sale is also kicked.. Though we were a part of an inbound process, we were forced to sell products to earn incentives…

After attending a couple of call center interviews, I understood what the interviewers needed. The rule- just be dishonest with your replies, this will help you reach their expectations.  So, I just answered them dishonestly and finally managed to bag a job in a call center. That’s the thumb rule here, if you are honest, the feedback you get is “you have an attitude problem”..      and Questions like, Where do you see yourself 2 years from now pisses me off..                                                                                                                                            grow up man, how will I know what will happen to me 2 years from now.

My friends were astonished when my driver came in a Toyota Qualis to pick me at 9pm. I felt honoured, a car waiting at your door step to pick a 20 year old boy.. My neighbours were one of those who refuse to grow up. For them call center agents only sell credit cards and disturb you at work with phone calls.

Cab driver’s have a uniform policy. They will give you two miss calls. The first one is 15 mins before reaching the pick up point, if you give them a chance for the second one, then you are most likely to be in trouble. Because, the second one will come 5 mins after he reaches your place. This means you are un-professional and made him wait.  Consequences of this are he will drive rashly to give you a feel that “he is getting late because of you”.  Sometimes he might not play any music saying that the player has some issues..This usually happens if you are the first pick in your cab.

The most happening time in your call center life is during the training period. You will under go several trainings that include voice and accent, pronunciation etc.. Rolling your R’s, pronouncing consonants, maintaining AHT’s (average handling time – time you take to handle a call), side jacking your senior’s calls, role plays and finally an assessment which will be a gate pass to hit the floor and put on those head sets..

Things will be tough initially as no work is a cake walk, unless you get a hold of the formula called “how to pataav” the customers and make them listen to you.  Its all there – apologizing for no reasons, chumma an argument with customers, flashing your middle finger if you are angry at the customer and even shouting at him with the phones  muted…….                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                         An irate customer can screw your day and sometimes you might get an appreciation by a customer for the good work done by you.. And the funniest part is sometimes you never know if they are really appreciating you or in sarcasm.. A friend of mine was talking to a person from the UK who had called to get a fix for his laptop..  After the conversation my friend was in a very happy mood and was doing a bit of jiggling and all.. When we asked the reason for his joy,  he said the customer told him that he has an Irish accent!! This joy was short lived.. A quality analyst walking around heard this discussion and disappointed our poor dude..She said it was a sarcastic comment and he has to work hard on his accent… As a tech support we have had days which were full of disappointments and the happiest days are during Christmas, Thanks giving day and Glitch day.. Christmas and Thanksgiving will have lots of give aways and goodies for the agents…   Though Glitch day is  not a festival but its one of my favorite’s.. This day will come un-expectedly when there are issues like internal applications not working, VOIP network down, under sea cable cut (the last two are the best of all the glitches, this will bring the phones down)…

I have to admit that the money was good, you get exposed to western lifestyle but it might take your health a ride also because of sleepless nights and insomnia..  For me it offered a lot more in return than it took from me. I could earn my bread at a very young age. More importantly for youngsters it teaches you professionalism, it teaches you how to be patient and it exposes you to a an environment which is very systematic and structured..

Over the years we have seen call center operations coming to India. An American on the phone across oceans to a “foreigner” named Raj/Rahul/Manju/Priya/Amit, whose job it is to provide service while he represents a multi-national corporation.. This is indeed a respectable job..

What say….

I could’nt let go of the thought and decided to blog it.
I received an e-mail from a college senior who also is a very close friend currently working in Canada for a top MNC.

I felt very proud about my country after reading his e-mail.

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Its now been 4 years he left us and this country. I remember how we used to pull his leg when he was applying for admissions in one of the foreign universities. We never thought that one of our friends will go to America to study. Growing up in a close-knit middle class environment, even thinking of going abroad was a big deal.

But one thing we were sure about was we knew he can get anything in his life, he was a dream chaser, he was the most intelligent of us all, we were very happy for him when he got a job in a top mnc there.

Back then we were a group of 4 friends. We along with our immediate family members had been to the airport to send him.

I remember one of us asking him if he would forget us and settle down in his new place. Honestly, I don’t remember his reply to it.

Last month we sent him a parcel as a birthday gift. We sent him a DVD of the movie Swades. It was just for fun and had no serious intentions to it. We thought it is the best thing we can send to our NRI friend.

Now coming back to his e-mail (it might sound a bit mellow dramatic) but I can put few lines straight out of his draft which made me feel proud for him as well as my motherland.

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I was shocked to see this note from him. He was the same guy who was boasting about the western lifestyle and cribbing about the terror attacks and corruption in India.

My deepest thanks to A.R.Rahman sir, for composing such a lovely song and Ashutosh Gowarikar for coming up with a life changing movie. And no comments on SRK’s acting, he simply rocks.

Just when I am writing this blog,  I heard my neighbor’s daughter crying. I went up to them to check what happened. They said their little one lost her first tooth. After 15 minutes, I heard the child jumping in joy. When asked her, she said they are going to bury the tooth in the soil and she was excited for that. This is one of the many things that I remember doing in my good old days.Be it breaking a coconut when you buy a new bicycle or touching the feet of our parents or elders, we should be proud of this rich culture and heritage of our country. This happens only in India my friends…

Mehndi’s came first before tattoos… There are many little things like this that India gave birth to which are altered a bit and fancied in the west.

We take aarthis in temples, read namaaz in mosques, sing carols in churches, worship Wahe guru in Gurudwaars, that says it all.

I accept that we have so many flaws that we are yet to overcome, but we have come a long way.  We can achieve the impossible..

Jai Hind..

Near a chai shop. Look how s Bijay hoggingNear a chai shop. Look how s Bijay hogging

Umesh told it is approximately 80kms from Bangalore, near Nandi Hills and Chikbalapur. It was his plan to go by bikes and asked everybody to leave at 5am and meet at the bakery near Shijith’s house.

Sunil and I had to leave office early as we were in nightshift. We were very prompt and left @ 5 from the office. One hour early logout did not make much difference.  But Derek filled in for us by taking our burden and started doin wat he is good at.

We were riding Sachin’s bike, TVS victor. Umesh called Sunil and I had to take the cell frm his pocket and speak to Umesh. I was very hesitant to do that coz I had to take my hand off my fake Nike jacket’s pocket to press the “ACCEPT” button on a W780i. It was dead cold.

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Umesh:   Ello idhiya (Where are you?)
Me:  Maga, 5 mins. bartha idheevi (We ll be there in 5 mins)

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We reached and met all who came fresh frm home. Bijay and Pawan were supposed to join us @ Yelahanka.

We left.. Dev had a Santro. Vimal, Globe and Shijit got into in it.

We stopped at two places to have chai, biscuits and we all had a photo session near India’s biggest engineer’s statue.

Photo session with Sir M. VisvesvarayyaPhoto session with Sir M. Visvesvarayya

By the time we reached Skandagiri the Sun started touching us a lot.  Pawan was more touched, coz he is a Kashmiri. He looked like a rotten apple to all. To me he looked like a tourist from Ireland.

We had to follow Umesh’s instructions as he had come here b4 tis. Our guide was Siddha a small boy who sold butter milk. With his help, we explored the finest path with less throwns and more fun. Everybody had bcome photographers by now.

our guide Siddha, we called him Siddhuour guide Siddha, we called him Siddhu

And few more…

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It took 3 hrs to reach the spot were we wanted to.  We all had idly and vada which we got from a hotel in Chickballapur. I regretted havin only one stomach, it tasted delicious. May be b’coz we were hungry to d core.

thts d spot. Happy as if we had beaten Brazil in a football match in Brazil.thts d spot. Happy as if we had beaten Brazil in a football match in Brazil.

We reached earth very soon as we dint ve enuf energy to resist ourselves anywhere. Siddu had come till the parking lot nd gave a send off. He also introduced us to few of his friends/colleagues and askd us to visit again.

“Bye Siddhu” is wat I heard from someone in a Mallu accent, it may be Shijith  I thot and sat on Praveen’s Discover tis time wering Sunil’s goggles. He had a helmet and I did nt want Sun kissing my almost burnt nd itching retina..

Two hours a week can change a child’s future..

The above sentence does looks catchy.. I saw this in a Mall..

Well, Just give ur 2 hrs to our country, then the word “CHILD” will be replaced by d word “NATION”..  Spending 2 hrs with underprivileged children who have the desire to learn.. I bet it’s worth it yaar..

Hats off to Times of India again.. They have come up with yet another innovative way in improving our nation.. Lead India was a grand success and almost all the participants of Lead India stressed on one thing in their entire campaign — Basic education to the needy..

Well, we have now figured wat India needs to be d best among all. I honestly feel this is the right platform for us to contribute our something to our nation..

I ve seen people cribbing and complaining a lot abt the system… But never seen someone taking initiative to change it.  We all wanted someone to start, so we have Times of India doin tht bit for us.  So, stop being judgemental and start doing.. I know its hard.. but why not try something thts easy.. somthing tht we all can do..

How many of us have not seen kids who in their ripe age of  8 or 9 selling Indian flags on the eve of Independence day on traffic signals..  We think twice b4 taking tht round, shiny Re.1 coin out of the pocket.  And, we feel we ve done somethng to a poor kid of india.. think again.., the problem is deeper. These young kids r lacking the rights and advantages of other members of society. They ve the rights to njoy wat every other kid in a school has.  Even, they are talented like all..   Give them Rs.10 note and they will return u the exact change… wat do u call this wen a 7 year old who never went to school does this.  — “just pure talent.”

Our 2 hrs may help them find a job in their future to support their families.. A small change in our lifestyle can change our nation.. Skippin a movie on a weekend or skipping a visit to a mall or a social gathering may change our country..

This is a beginning of many good things to come.  think.. act soon..

Visit http://teach.timesofindia.com/ and do your bit..

   

tera mujhse hai pehle ka nata koi,
yuhi nahi dil lubhata koi.. Jane tu…. ya jaa “Hey dude wassup”  is wat I heard from my friend wen i ringed him..
Thanks to Jane tu.. But full marks to Kishore saab who sang the original version in Aa Gale Lagja.

Despite repeated bad lucks, I finally made it to Jane tu….I knew tis is gonna be good coz  Sunil and Haseeb gave me good reviews abt tis movie..      

tis is my take on it…
All credits to Abbas Tyrewala and Aamir for managing everything so well. Script was guessable, but the characters were so perfect that d excitement carries you right till the end as it did with me.

Casting was superb..
Aditi’s character (playd by Genelia) was fantastic.. Jai’s (imran Khan, though I saw few Aamir’s in him) simply awesome and rest of the crew were terrific..

Jignes, Bombs and Rotlu carried on well throughout the movie, though meaw and rats took a lot of screen space..I m missing one in this list. i cannot recall her name..
I also heard Aditi’s bro in this movie is Raj Babbar’s son Prateek Babbar who had a decent debut, unlike his sister Juhi Babbar with Sonu nigam in ‘KAASH AAP HAMARE HOTE’

so on an ending note no matter wat the critics say, tis is one to catch for.