LIFE IN THE SIXTIES --CONTD.
Ranchi situated in the then state of Bihar and presently in the state of Jharkhand with its cool climate was a hill station in olden days .Later due to population explosion on industrialization it lost that status now .In 1961 it had a pleasant climate and particularly during summer nights it used to be very cold..I liked the place immensely having come from a hot place like Kerala. with year round sweating The town was not that crowded then and if you walked a little distance away from the town you could enjoy the beauty of the country side with small villages of the tribal people
I met the Editor the next day and told about joining the new company as the salary offered was very good and I was finding it difficult to meet both ends with the present salary..The Editor gave a long lecture how I could shine in the field of journalism.and suggested to continue but without mentioning about the salary increase.I told him that I would like to go for career in accounting profession and I had already applied for a job in X company and expected to get it.,.My resignation was accepted and I was relieved . The Editor gave a very good service certificate to the effect that I am" a conscientious young man with a high sense of responsibility"
I joined my new office the next day and the Chief Accountant told me that I should not only keep books of accounts and do other related jobs, but also manage cash office also, a work I did not like because of fear of loosing money while handling. The work load was very heavy, the work itself was quite new as I had not studied accountancy at all..But my boss, the Chief Accountant, took great pains to make me understand the basic principles of accountancy like a teacher and .I am ever grateful to him for the training he gave me in accounting matters and also for the great lessons he taught me to face various problems in life.He was only a matriculate by qualification, but because of his hard work, he was promoted from the lowest position to the highest post by his European bosses.
We were six members in the mess occupying 3 rooms, 2 members in each room..There was a kitchen outside the rooms and a toilet and a bath .All members were malayalees then ., one working in a bank, one working in a newspaper office, three in a central government organisation and myself ..Our cook used to be a boy Panna by name , a bihari. and all of us liked his food preparations particularly his wheat roti and dal./subji .In fact he used to challenge each one of us about the maximum rotis that could be eaten at a stretch and he used to prepare the rotis without any grudge or complaint. I remember I had once eaten 12 rotis at a stretch.and Panna congratulated me for the achievement.Subsequently we had more members in the mess for short periods and we accommodated them by adding more cots made of wooden frame and a sort of interwoven ropes made of bark of certain plant. We had one Rao from Andhra Pradesh, one person from Karnataka and another of Tamil origin, thus making our mess really a Madrassi mess as was known locally.
Panna was very trustworthy, never cheated in money handling for local purchases of vegetables and provisions, (Later when Panna left us , we tried to get a replacement and while interviewing one candidate asked whether he was to buy vegetables and provisions for the mess and when we told that we would provide him whatever required , he frankly told he was not interested in the job . .It appeared he wanted to make some money out of the purchases. Panna wanted leave to go to his native village and we gladly permitted him.Unfortunately he did not return after the leave and we did not have his address either. ..So we had no cook in the mess and had to resort to hotel food.Another interesting person we came across during our stay in the mess was Abdul (?) by name.Whether sun or rain Abdul would come every Tuesdays with our dresses washed and pressed to perfection . Without him we could not even imagine how we could go to office neatly dressed. Laundry shops were few and far between and shops where pressing of dress alone was done were not there .
Panna was very trustworthy, never cheated in money handling for local purchases of vegetables and provisions, (Later when Panna left us , we tried to get a replacement and while interviewing one candidate asked whether he was to buy vegetables and provisions for the mess and when we told that we would provide him whatever required , he frankly told he was not interested in the job . .It appeared he wanted to make some money out of the purchases. Panna wanted leave to go to his native village and we gladly permitted him.Unfortunately he did not return after the leave and we did not have his address either. ..So we had no cook in the mess and had to resort to hotel food.Another interesting person we came across during our stay in the mess was Abdul (?) by name.Whether sun or rain Abdul would come every Tuesdays with our dresses washed and pressed to perfection . Without him we could not even imagine how we could go to office neatly dressed. Laundry shops were few and far between and shops where pressing of dress alone was done were not there .
SEARCH FOR JOB
One day a letter was received from my father stating that I passed the degree examination with high second class. For Arts group students, getting a second class itself was difficult in those days. and getting first class, extremely difficult..Valuation of answer papers was very strict then unlike now when most students get above 80 percent marks, .Brother got the marks sheet and provisional certificate etc. immediately(final certificate would be given only after the convocation) from the college .A discussion was held in the mess among the members about the possible places where I should try for job and the member working in the news paper office suggested that I should meet the editor of his paper and show the certificates and request for taking as an apprentice.So I went to the news paper office the next day , met the editor., a Bengali lawyer whom I admire even now for his vast knowledge and abilities. .He told that I could be taken as a proof reader(Sub Editorial Assistant). and asked me how much salary I expected . I replied that it might be fixed after seeing my performance. for a month and the editor liked the reply...So I joined the office the next day and was posted under the Sub-Editor. a grand old Bengali gentleman who was a freedom fighter once upon a time.. My duty was to collect the proof from the composers, read the proof and correct it ,and give it to my boss and then give it to the foreman after it is cleared by the boss for printing..Important first page news and editorial pages were to be corrected by sub editor only..Since the paper was not daily but published on certain days of the week, I had to work throughout the night prior to the publication days. After the month was over my salary was fixed at Rs 75/ per month .
One day a letter was received from my father stating that I passed the degree examination with high second class. For Arts group students, getting a second class itself was difficult in those days. and getting first class, extremely difficult..Valuation of answer papers was very strict then unlike now when most students get above 80 percent marks, .Brother got the marks sheet and provisional certificate etc. immediately(final certificate would be given only after the convocation) from the college .A discussion was held in the mess among the members about the possible places where I should try for job and the member working in the news paper office suggested that I should meet the editor of his paper and show the certificates and request for taking as an apprentice.So I went to the news paper office the next day , met the editor., a Bengali lawyer whom I admire even now for his vast knowledge and abilities. .He told that I could be taken as a proof reader(Sub Editorial Assistant). and asked me how much salary I expected . I replied that it might be fixed after seeing my performance. for a month and the editor liked the reply...So I joined the office the next day and was posted under the Sub-Editor. a grand old Bengali gentleman who was a freedom fighter once upon a time.. My duty was to collect the proof from the composers, read the proof and correct it ,and give it to my boss and then give it to the foreman after it is cleared by the boss for printing..Important first page news and editorial pages were to be corrected by sub editor only..Since the paper was not daily but published on certain days of the week, I had to work throughout the night prior to the publication days. After the month was over my salary was fixed at Rs 75/ per month .
.The monthly contribution to the mess was only Rs 50 for lodging and boarding and I had only Rs 25 left for small expenses like hair cut ...Meanwhile an advertisement came out for jobs in the biggest central public sector company in Ranchi where my brother was working . I gave my application. immediately. Ranchi University also published the admission notification for admission to the post graduate course in Economics( MA in Economics)I went to the university and submitted the application form and also met the Head of the Department of Economics.After seeing that I got 58.5% in the main paper (Economics) in my degree exam he was very happy and told that I would definitely get the admission.However when the final selection list came my name was not there .. I was devastated and immediately went to see the professor to seek clarification.He told that the matter was discussed in the syndicate meeting and it was the decision of the syndicate to give preference to students from universities located in Bihar and take students from other universities only if any seat was left over. e. The professor suggested to wait for the next academic session which was obviously not acceptable to me. Thus having lost all hopes of going for post graduate studies (the very purpose of my coming to Ranchi), I thought of returning to Kerala,Meanwhile I had joined for evening classes in German language conducted by the local private college run by Jesuit priests from abroad..Anyway , I thought , I should wait for the fate of my application for the job already given before deciding to return to Kerala
The work in the newspaper office was continued and with the total income of Rs 75 per month which was just sufficient to meet both ends.. I thought why should I not start taking tuition classes for children as I was doing in my home town before coming over to Ranchi .Fortunately one family who was known to us told that they would like to engage a tuition master . .Happily I accepted the offer 'The additional income helped me to meet some more personal expenditure like going for movies and for eating south Indian dishes' in the madrassi hotel once in a while
The work in the newspaper office was continued and with the total income of Rs 75 per month which was just sufficient to meet both ends.. I thought why should I not start taking tuition classes for children as I was doing in my home town before coming over to Ranchi .Fortunately one family who was known to us told that they would like to engage a tuition master . .Happily I accepted the offer 'The additional income helped me to meet some more personal expenditure like going for movies and for eating south Indian dishes' in the madrassi hotel once in a while
Everybody in the news paper office openly appreciated my work and I decided not to return to Kerala but continue in Ranchi itself ..As things were moving according to my liking in the job front, a new person was recruited in the advertisement department and I came to know that he was given an initial salary of Rs 150/ p.m i .e double the amount of my salary ...He was only an ordinary graduate like me with no previous experience and I could not reconcile with the new situation..The sub editor consoled me telling that he was given a higher start because he was in the advertisement field and his job required aggressive canvassing for advertisements..Whatever might have been the justification for giving him a higher start, I felt completely upset over the action of the management and decided to quit the job as early as possible.My immediate boss understood my feelings and though he was sorry to loose me he could not take up my case of fixing my salary also at Rs 150/ with the editor as he himself was worried over the security of his job.
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I could not find any job suitable to my qualification as the job market in Ranchi was too tight then.,One day one of the mess mates told me that his friend had resigned from the company he was working and probably the company might take a new person in that vacancy..,So the very next day I went to the office of that company situated about 10 kms away from Ranchi, a place called Dhruva..That was a design office of a multinational company entrusted with the designing of factory buildings for heavy engineering corporation , a huge public sector factory complex being established by govt, of India.The chief accountant , perused through my certificates and told that I was the right man having first class in school final and high second class in the degree exam..I was taken to the Chief of the office , an European by name E. Kempf. I was given the appointment letter across the table with a salary at Rs 200/ p.m, a salary beyond my expectations.. I was on cloud 9 and promised to join as soon as I was relieved by my present employer.
I could not find any job suitable to my qualification as the job market in Ranchi was too tight then.,One day one of the mess mates told me that his friend had resigned from the company he was working and probably the company might take a new person in that vacancy..,So the very next day I went to the office of that company situated about 10 kms away from Ranchi, a place called Dhruva..That was a design office of a multinational company entrusted with the designing of factory buildings for heavy engineering corporation , a huge public sector factory complex being established by govt, of India.The chief accountant , perused through my certificates and told that I was the right man having first class in school final and high second class in the degree exam..I was taken to the Chief of the office , an European by name E. Kempf. I was given the appointment letter across the table with a salary at Rs 200/ p.m, a salary beyond my expectations.. I was on cloud 9 and promised to join as soon as I was relieved by my present employer.
I met the Editor the next day and told about joining the new company as the salary offered was very good and I was finding it difficult to meet both ends with the present salary..The Editor gave a long lecture how I could shine in the field of journalism.and suggested to continue but without mentioning about the salary increase.I told him that I would like to go for career in accounting profession and I had already applied for a job in X company and expected to get it.,.My resignation was accepted and I was relieved . The Editor gave a very good service certificate to the effect that I am" a conscientious young man with a high sense of responsibility"
I joined my new office the next day and the Chief Accountant told me that I should not only keep books of accounts and do other related jobs, but also manage cash office also, a work I did not like because of fear of loosing money while handling. The work load was very heavy, the work itself was quite new as I had not studied accountancy at all..But my boss, the Chief Accountant, took great pains to make me understand the basic principles of accountancy like a teacher and .I am ever grateful to him for the training he gave me in accounting matters and also for the great lessons he taught me to face various problems in life.He was only a matriculate by qualification, but because of his hard work, he was promoted from the lowest position to the highest post by his European bosses.
. He used to advice me on every aspect of life and I have no words to express my gratitude to him .
I used to stay in the hostel provided by the company. According to the rules of the company we should report at 8 am sharp and any late attendance was severely viewed .I being a late riser found it difficult to keep the punctuality and my boss used to scold me for that. ....The work load was so heavy that I could not get time even to stretch my back. during office time. .Then I understood that for every increase in salary there was increase in workload and responsibilities and there was no job in this world with less responsibilities and more salary.
While I was struggling thus, . I got selected( after the interview) as an upper division clerk in the accounts department in the central public sector company. where I had applied earlier. I was in a dilemma whether I should accept the new offer with the salary of around Rs 150/,pm, a reduction of Rs 50 / per month..My boss assured me that once the project was completed he would take me to Bombay(now Mumbai) head office and I should not resign.That was a nice offer .Having experienced the heavy work in the private sector , there was a charm for joining public sector company where workload would be much less though money also would be much less.
I tendered my resignation and told my boss that I would like to join Law Classes and that could be possible if I work at Ranchi .only So the boss he reluctantly relieved me of my duties enabling me to join the new office immediately.
I tendered my resignation and told my boss that I would like to join Law Classes and that could be possible if I work at Ranchi .only So the boss he reluctantly relieved me of my duties enabling me to join the new office immediately.
I joined in my new assignment on 2 - 2 -1962 and was posted to Accounts department . .The work was not at all heavy compared to my previous private sector job and after office hours I could go to British Council Library or State Central Library regularly' for reading.
When the new academic year started I joined for Law classes in the Government Law College. .My classes used to be from 5.30 pm to 9 pm and I had to travel after the classes a distance of about 3 - 4 kms in the night, to reach my quarters...I bought one new cycle by taking a cycle advance from my new employer and used it for going to office, college and back to quarters.In winter months it used to be very cold in Ranchi and found it difficult to cycle in the night with no street lights on the roads, shivering( though wearing sweater, muffler etc.) . We used to have breakfast and lunch in a nearby(to the office) madrassi hotel. In the evenings myself and brother used to cook our food in the quarters as madrassi hotel used to be closed after the office hours and it was also faraway .
I was very much devoted to work and rarely participated in the discussions(unofficial ) held by my colleagues(about 12 or so) who were mostly Bengalees..However I could learn their language a little and I used to go to see Bengali movies along with my friends..My liking for Bengali movies started then.
I passed the departmental examination conducted by the company for the purpose of confirmation of appointment and and was declared first among the candidates appeared from Calcutta and Ranchi centres.I was congratulated in my achievement by my South Indian friends as South Indians rarely got the first rank in the past. .I was also appreciated once by my Departmental Head for completing the assigned work (preparation of salary bills for the staff numbering over 250) manually within record time without any mistakes, at any stage whatsoever.My work was to prepare salary bill for over 250 staff members and the bill had to be prepared manually ..writing down the names, designations, scale of pay , basic pay, allowances, deductions to be made for provident fund, recovery of advances taken like cycle advance, festival advance etc,increase in pay due to annual increments, promotion and decrease in pay due to leave taken without pay etc ...There were no calculators available then for the staff doing work in the accounts department and so we had to do all calculations manually only .When all the works were completed the salary bills, statements of accounts would be checked by a machine called Comptometer which is only a big calculator to be operated manually .Usually during the final checking the statements would not tally due to mistakes and it was in my second or third month of joining the company that I completed the assigned work without any mistakes and hence the appreciation of the boss.
Days passed and the date for the final Bachelor of Laws examination was announced ..It was difficult to get leave from office as the works relating to annual closing of accounts were going on.However with the available time I prepared for the exam very hard, studying day and night and passed the final obtaining 60.9% marks and was placed second in the university in 1964
After passing the Law Examination the thought came what next. Employment opportunities were much less those days.To practice law one has to take up another examination .I was not inclined to pursue the legal profession after seeing some practicing junior lawyers getting very meager remuneration in Kerala then...Joining in a company in the legal department was another option but that required good connection as companies rarely notified such vacancies..Then I thought of going for company secretaryship course , the examinations for which were conducted by govt. of India.( as suggested by my ex boss of the multinational company.) I registered for the course and despite having no guidance from anybody(as the course was quite new and Govt, itself took initiative to promote the profession of company secretaries in the country) I decided to appear for group 1 of the intermediate exam . I found it easier to take up the examinations group by group. in view of lack of time to study .
After passing the Law Examination the thought came what next. Employment opportunities were much less those days.To practice law one has to take up another examination .I was not inclined to pursue the legal profession after seeing some practicing junior lawyers getting very meager remuneration in Kerala then...Joining in a company in the legal department was another option but that required good connection as companies rarely notified such vacancies..Then I thought of going for company secretaryship course , the examinations for which were conducted by govt. of India.( as suggested by my ex boss of the multinational company.) I registered for the course and despite having no guidance from anybody(as the course was quite new and Govt, itself took initiative to promote the profession of company secretaries in the country) I decided to appear for group 1 of the intermediate exam . I found it easier to take up the examinations group by group. in view of lack of time to study .
I passed in the examination held at Patna, the capital city of Bihar and I still feel that I passed not due to my efforts but due to the blessings received from Sri Viswanath, the lord of Kasi, on account of my visit to Kasi made immediately after the exam..Benares (Kasi) is near Patna , a few hours by train .Later I made it a practice to visit some holy place near the examination centers after every examination..
Now came a bigger problem in professional life.The company decided to decentralize its accounting operations and accordingly started sending the employees to different zones and collieries located mostly in northern eastern and central India.If the transferred place is good there was no problem but most of the places of collieries were very backward and remote from civilized world with no facilities for education, entertainment , eating places etc..
As feared I was transferred to a remote colliery office.Now came a new development .The day the transfer order was issued I was bedridden with high fever and could not go to the office .I was down with chicken pox .It took nearly 25 days for me to recover from the disease .As I was not available, the office sent somebody else in my place and my transfer order was cancelled
On my joining back after the medical leave , though very weak I was asked to go with the truck carrying important records to a distant colliery office in Orissa (Talcher)and I went there due to fear of loosing the job ,if refused.It was an experience to travel in a truck hundreds of kilometres during day and night .
On my return I was told that a new section of the department was started a few days back for investigating all cases of over payments made in different collieries to contractors for overburden removal . and by sheer blessing of God I was posted to that department..I worked in the new department for a few months and could could find several cases of over payments.The Financial Controller was very happy with my performance and when the department was closed down on completion of the work I was posted in the accounts department of the headquarters region as a special case.The threat of transfer to collieries was thus over for the time being.
On decentralization of the Headquarters offices, the scope for promotion for the employees remaining in the Headquarters became bleak and many of us started applying for jobs elsewhere I saw an advertisement for the post of senior clerk in a Defence organisation situated in Orissa.I Immediately applied and got interview call which was held at Visakhapatnam, a town in Andhra Pradesh .The interview went very well and as decided after the interview I went to the famous Simhachalam temple of Narasimhaswamy situated in the town .,On return to Ranchi, after a few days I got the appointment letter.
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