സുകുമാര് അഴീക്കോട് - ഓര്മ്മ വച്ച കാലം മുതൽ മലയാള സാഹിത്യ സമൂഹിക ലോകത്ത് കേള്ക്കുന്ന ഒരു നാമധേയം. അസാമാന്യ പ്രാസംഗികന്, വാഗ് ദേവതയാൽ അനുഗ്രഹീതൻ, തുടങ്ങി നിരവധി വിശേഷണങ്ങള് ചാര്ത്തിയിരുന്ന അപൂര്വ്വ പ്രതിഭ. എന്നാല് നാളിതുവരെ അദ്ദേഹത്തിന്റെ ഒരു പ്രസംഗം കേള്ക്കുവാനോ, എഴുത്ത് ആസ്വദിക്കുവാനോ സാധിച്ചിരുന്നില്ല. അങ്ങനെ ഉള്ള ഒരു വ്യക്തിയെ മറ്റേതെങ്കിലും രീതിയിൽ അറിയുന്നതിന് മുമ്പ് അദ്ദേഹത്തിന്റെ തന്നെ വാക്കുകളില് അറിയാനുള്ള ഒരു ആഗ്രഹം ആവും ഈ ആത്മകഥ വാങ്ങിക്കുവാൻ എന്നെ പ്രേരിപ്പിച്ചത്.
Trexperiences!
Wednesday, March 25, 2026
അഴീക്കോടിന്റെ ആത്മകഥ
സുകുമാര് അഴീക്കോട് - ഓര്മ്മ വച്ച കാലം മുതൽ മലയാള സാഹിത്യ സമൂഹിക ലോകത്ത് കേള്ക്കുന്ന ഒരു നാമധേയം. അസാമാന്യ പ്രാസംഗികന്, വാഗ് ദേവതയാൽ അനുഗ്രഹീതൻ, തുടങ്ങി നിരവധി വിശേഷണങ്ങള് ചാര്ത്തിയിരുന്ന അപൂര്വ്വ പ്രതിഭ. എന്നാല് നാളിതുവരെ അദ്ദേഹത്തിന്റെ ഒരു പ്രസംഗം കേള്ക്കുവാനോ, എഴുത്ത് ആസ്വദിക്കുവാനോ സാധിച്ചിരുന്നില്ല. അങ്ങനെ ഉള്ള ഒരു വ്യക്തിയെ മറ്റേതെങ്കിലും രീതിയിൽ അറിയുന്നതിന് മുമ്പ് അദ്ദേഹത്തിന്റെ തന്നെ വാക്കുകളില് അറിയാനുള്ള ഒരു ആഗ്രഹം ആവും ഈ ആത്മകഥ വാങ്ങിക്കുവാൻ എന്നെ പ്രേരിപ്പിച്ചത്.
Friday, March 20, 2026
The Cardboard Family
And just like that, yesterday I completed forty-five times of going around the sun. While I was counting the numerous blessings received through the years, a barrage of memories came back. There were hundreds of them that I have not spoken or written about. Then again, you cannot be greedy and enjoy the pleasure of sharing all at once. Allow me to focus on one memory that stood out, the one where I had a wonderful time ‘playing family’ along with my awesome cousins during a summer break of late 80s.
From the time I could
recollect the memories of our home, I distinctly remember a big white
Kelvinator fridge sitting at one corner of the kitchen. Every time I opened the
door of the fridge, I could not help but wonder how mom managed to store all
the items I saw on the shelves. I was quite certain that if we dug into the
fridge, it would reveal interesting aspects of the consumption pattern of the
family in the last few weeks!
After what seemed to be an
eternity of service, one day the Kelvinator died on us. It was something short
of a historical event in the family, when dad got a new Godrej fridge to
replace the older one. As it happened to be the summer break time, a couple of
my cousins were at home. We were of the age and time when anything could become
props for the games we played. The game we decided that day when the new fridge
arrived was 'The Family' when one became dad, another mom and there were kids
as well. There will be cooking, cleaning and even helping the kids with
homework.
We had enough count for the
players, but the biggest question was, what could be our house? A
brilliant idea occurred to us as dad kept aside the empty cardboard in which the
new fridge arrived. It was big enough for us to crawl inside. We immediately
got into the work of setting up the home.
We placed the 'house' right
next to the old barn we had in the backyard. One end of the cardboard box was
sealed and that became the backside wall of our home. The flaps of the box at the other
end were re-purposed to become the entrance of the home. We even found an old
piece of cloth and gave it a new life as the curtain of the main door. A part
of the box was used to create a partition inside our home, thereby making it a one bedroom house! The civil engineers of future were seriously at
work, way before anyone of us had even heard of the term Engineering!
Our home was shortly ready to
welcome the guests, which were to be our parents. There was one problem though.
What would we serve the guests when they arrived? Ideas started flowing in and
finally we all agreed on the best course of action. It was that time of the
year when mango trees in our backyard yielded bunches of green mangoes that
beckoned us to make a sumptuous treat of them. We dashed to the trees and soon
the stones on the floor found themselves heading to the hanging bunches of
mangoes. It was soon showering mangoes, and we stopped when we felt we had
enough.
Next came the question of
'cooking and serving' the dishes. Out came the tiny earthen pots, cups, and
saucers which dad had bought for us to play, from local market. One of us
sneaked into mom's kitchen and got a knife, a small cup of coconut oil, a
handful of salt and chili powder. Soon tiny plates were ready, filled with a mouthwatering
dish of cut mango pieces marinated in coconut oil, chili powder, and salt.
We proudly invited our
'guests' to our new 'home'. Obviously, they could not enter the house since it
was too small for adults. Nevertheless, they all enjoyed the feast we prepared.
The family game was a huge hit!
Saturday, March 14, 2026
Letter to Dad from Dubai
Dear Dad,
Hope all is well at your end?
How are grandpa and others doing there?
It had been a couple of weeks
since I wanted to ask you something. Do you remember an incident that happened
23 years back while I was doing my Masters in Coimbatore? Way before social
media became a norm, there was a competition by the local Malayalam newspaper
Malayala Manorama in their weekly newsletter named 'Sri'. It was a general
knowledge quiz which ran for a few weeks. Every week I had to find the answers,
fill in the blanks and post the page back to Manorama office.
When the result was announced
I won the second prize which was a return flight ticket for two from Kochi to
any location in the Gulf states. Since I was still studying, I gifted those
tickets to you and mom. You chose to visit the UAE which I remember was your
first ever international trip together. It always remained a happy memory for
me.
After a lovely visit to
Dubai, Sharjah and a few other Emirates in the UAE, you came back to India,
with lots of amazing stories about this highly prosperous State in the Gulf
region. One thing I distinctly remember was, you were impressed with all the
greenery and flower beds that greeted you everywhere you went, which was
probably the least you expected in a country built on a desert!
Six years before this visit
to UAE, you had been on a solo trip to the US and Europe for almost
a month. You were fascinated to see an equivalent level of infrastructure and
lifestyle in UAE. Now, as I recollect many of the stories
you narrated to me on your return from UAE, I had seen sparks of surprise and
sheer delight for the success achieved by this region. You were beaming when
you narrated how advanced and liberal a country UAE was, even a quarter of a
century ago.
Eight years after your trip
to UAE, as you may remember, Ruby and I landed in Dubai from Bangalore to work
with one of the greatest known brands in the aviation world, Emirates! This was
year 2011. Ever since that day, I personally lived through similar, if not
more, surprises this country kept in store for us.
Among the many things the
world celebrates about the seemingly impossible feats achieved by this great
land, one thing always stood out. The leadership of this young nation and how
down to Earth they are in the ways by which they absolutely take care of the
people who live here. They support the local population but equally care for
the expats. In fact, with the last 15 years of living in this beautiful nation,
I can vouch for the fact that, every passing year, the love showered by this
country on the citizens and residents alike are simply out-of-the-world.
Dad, you left us to join our
Lord three years back. With the current happenings here in the Middle East, I
would have expected a call from you every day if you were around, asking how we
were, with the genuine concern any loving parent would have about their expat
children. I want to reassure you dad, while you may be gone, we do have equally
loving parents here in the UAE in the form of rulers of this land, who not just
consider our safety as their responsibility but even care for us the way you
cared as a father.
Dad, I want to promise you
one thing. This is a land that taught us the true value of tolerance. I am
certain that, as long as the leaders here remain committed, combined with your
blessings from Heaven, as we say in this part of the world, Insha Allah, we
will remain safe. Do not worry!
Love you lots...
Friday, February 27, 2026
Love at tarmac
Ary knew it was time to leave. She felt a deep pain every time she had to travel for duty that kept her away for a day or two from Toby, her sweetheart. They were at the Airport, eyes locked, both knowing that they will miss each other for the next 48 hours. No words were spoken, but their hearts felt the pain. This time as well they did not forget to share their wired headset and listen to their favourite music before they parted ways.
Toby knew he had to lead the
way, as Ary never liked walking back alone. He took two steps forward. She felt
the warmth of his body closing in on her. Toby extended his arms and wrapped
them around her. She felt lost in the deep valleys of his eyes. Before even she
knew, she had closed her eyes.
As always, Toby made the next
move, the one that Amy loved about him. With a gentle movement, he pulled her
closer towards him. They were no longer two. Their love never had
boundaries.
She felt her feet no longer
touching the ground. He had lifted her up in his strong arms and slowly but
steadily led her to where she needed to head to. As they reached the point
after which he was not allowed, he took the headset back and safely placed her
feet on the floor. He kissed and wished her a safe journey. Finally, with great
difficulty, he released his arms around her and let her go.
They looked at each other for
one last time. He waved at her and she acknowledged with a nod. She was all by
herself and moved forward to head to her destination. Toby watched her for a
minute and with eyes welled up, he turned back and headed home.
Wednesday, February 25, 2026
Sunflowers in us!
It was a bright and a beautiful day. Scores of people thronged the lovely flower garden brimming with a riot of colours. Among the gorgeous view, stood out one sunflower which attracted a lot of attention from the visitors. She was enjoying all the appreciation and even started to believe that she was the most beautiful flower in the entire world!
As the day progressed, other
flowers heard her say, 'Look at me! I am created with an ethereal beauty, which
can make even Gods jealous. People say I am named after the sun. But I think,
the sun must have been named after me. Afterall, no one can look up and enjoy
the sun, while people cannot even take their eyes off me!'
So, she went rambling. It was
soon nearing the end of the day. The sunset was imminent. Before the world was
pushed into darkness, the sun made a parting statement, "Silly girl, do
you realize, your beauty is only till I take a nap?'
The question sent a chill
down the spine of the sunflower!
Knowingly or otherwise we all
have a sunflower inside us. Many times, we forget the very reason for our
existence. We tend to brag about our skills and our abilities, completely
ignoring the fact that there are forces around us that sustain us.
Let us remind ourselves, even
in this crazy paced world, being humble is still a virtue...
Sunday, February 22, 2026
Know Thy Product
Many years ago, I was assigned a project where I was to meet my fourth client in my career as a Business Analyst (BA). I was brimming with confidence as a young BA with the experience from the previous three projects.
I was to meet a senior executive from the client team to gather requirements for a new application they wanted my team to build. Armed with enthusiasm and good spirits, I reached the client’s office well before time and prepared myself for the session. There were no presentations from my end, since the plan was to interview the client team, discuss their business requirement and take notes.
After a few minutes, the team members from the client started walking in one by one. Finally, the big boss himself arrived. We went through the process of initial introductions. Soon after that, the senior executive asked one of his team members to showcase a presentation about the business plan so that I was aware of the context.
The team member opened her laptop and switched on the projector to display the presentation on to the big screen in the meeting room. The projector got powered on, the familiar blue screen was displayed on the screen. But how much ever she tried, the presentation failed to load on to the screen. The screen seemed to be silently screaming in blue!
A few moments went by. The blue screen seemed to stare at all of us with nothing getting displayed. I could sense everyone getting impatient in the room, especially the boss. A couple of minutes later came a statement that redefined my concepts of working in IT. He said, ‘You are in IT, you must be able to fix the projector!’
Whether the senior executive truly meant that statement or not, that was my first of many experiences, with some of the clients I had worked with since then, about how ill-informed can people be about the roles and responsibilities of folks who worked in the vast world of Information Technology. For many, just like the boss in the above incident, a Business Analyst and a Hardware expert who could fix issues with a projector were both from IT and hence they can both do the job irrespective of their specialisation.
A decade later, as the world moved from Waterfall to Agile ways of working, I could see similar arguments manifested in a different manner. When I met clients in the capacity of a Product Manager, one of the biggest challenges I faced was on the boundaries defined for the Product I owned. This was especially true from operational teams for whom, dilution of the nature of Product was never really a problem. Their sole objective seemed to be addressing a business problem through the Product, irrespective of whether it really was a part of the core capability of the Product.
There were multiple instances where clients had asked for features that rightly belonged to another Product to be brought into the one, I handled. It required a great deal of persuasion and at times even helping them see how logically the ask was a misfit helped in bringing back the conversations on track. If it was not for the pushback, what would have guaranteed were multiple Products in the organization with capabilities getting duplicated. Unfortunately, this remains a sad reality in many companies.
The Big Question: Is there a way to avoid this situation? While there is not a simple and straight forward answer, I will still say, we need to have a Push & Pull Strategy that needs to be applied here. We need Product Managers to be clearly aware of the bigger picture with respect to their Product. They really need to know their Product in-depth and realize exactly when the boundaries are threatened to be crossed. It is also important to have a high-level understanding of related Products and how they are designed to have a logical discussion and convincing a client on why it is important not to dilute your Product with a feature that really did not belong.
Equally important is the fact that clients need to be educated to ‘Think Product’. This is not a one-time effort. It will always be a battle between Operational Convenience Vs Product Strategy.
Do not get disheartened. The good news is, most of the clients we from Product world must deal with, are logical in nature and they understand if presented with meaningful and logical reasons. That alone is the way to sustain a better way of working with Products and avoid costly overlaps which otherwise will result in a phenomenon called ‘Product Overhead’ which unfortunately remains largely undetected, especially if it is an organization with hundreds of Products.
So, next time when someone asks you for a feature to be added, first ask yourself this question and then challenge your client. Does this feature really belong to the Product and adds value to the client? More importantly do we avoid overlaps with other Products thereby making the Product landscape of the organization more streamlined and better managed.
Cheers to all sensible Product managers out there as well as rational clients who understand the reason when you challenge the requirement to add a new feature!
Once upon a time...
Am not sure if you will believe what I am going to tell you. It was the day when, I created a flowchart for a business process. I used a pen and sketched on a paper on my diary. Oh, I almost forgot to mention, I used my brain too!
The whole process was quite empowering and liberating. I thought, I wrote, I scratched, I sketched, I thought again and there it was! The result of my cerebral exercise. A beautiful child born out of sheer human perseverance.
I loved it. I owned it. It was mine. Cent percent!
I then did something else too. I created a neat representation of the flowchart using a drawing app and once done I mailed it to my business users for their validation. All that took about a day for me.
I stopped for a moment to take a sip of water when I heard a call, 'Sid, come have your dinner. You can continue your story session with grandpa later. By the way, did you finish your project?'
Sid, my adorable grandchild, ran to the kitchen. I heard him telling his mom, 'No mom. The bot was not feeling well earlier. It should be fine now. I will get it done in two minutes.'
I went back to my nostalgia, when I lived a younger life, much before AI redefined everything literally...
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