> A real story... A conversation between a
passenger and Software Engineer in
Shatabdi Train........... An interesting and a
must read!
> Vivek Pradhan was not a happy man.. . He
was the Project Manager As PM, he had so
many things to do!!
> He opened his case and took out the
laptop, determined to put the time to some
good use.
>
> 'Are you from the software industry sir,'
the man beside him was staring
appreciatively at the laptop.
>
> Vivek glanced briefly and mumbled in
affirmation'You people have brought so
much advancement to the country, Sir.
> Today everything is getting computerized. '
> 'Thanks,' smiled Vivek, turning around to
give the man a look.
>
> He always found it difficult to resist
appreciation.
>
>
>
> The man was young and stockily built like a
sportsman... 'You people always amaze me,'
the man continued, 'You sit in an office and
write something on a computer and it does
so many big things outside.'
>
> 'It is not as simple as that my friend. It is
not just a question of writing afew lines.
There is a lot of process that goes behind it.
>
> 'It is complex, very complex.'
> 'It has to be. No wonder you people are so
highly paid,' came the reply.
> This was not turning out as Vivek had
thought. A hint of belligerence crept into his
so far affable, persuasive tone. '
>
> Everyone just sees the money. No one sees the amount of hard work we have to put in.
> 'Let me give you an example. Take this
train. The entire railway reservation system is
computerized. You can book a train ticket
between any two stations from any of the
hundreds of computerized booking centers
across the country.
> Thousands of transactions accessing a
single database, at a time concurrently; data
integrity, locking, data security.
>
> Do you understand the complexity in
designing and coding such a system?'
>
> The man was awestruck; quite like a child
at a planetarium.
>
> This was something big and beyond his
imagination.
>
> 'You design and code such things.'
> 'I used to,' Vivek paused for effect, 'but
now I am the Project Manager.'
>
>
>
> To tell you about the pressures, there is
the customer at one end, always changing
his requirements, the user at the other,
wanting something else,and your boss,
always expecting you to have finished it
yesterday.'
>
> .
> 'My friend,' he concluded triumphantly,
'you don't know what it is to be in the line of
fire.
>
> The man sat back in his chair, his eyes
closed as if in realization.
> When he spoke after sometime, it was with
a calm certainty that surprised Vivek.
> 'I know sir,..... I know what it is to be in the
Line of Fire......'
> He was staring blankly, as if no passenger,
no train existed, just a vast expanse of time.
>
> 'There were 30 of us when we were
ordered to capture Point 4875 in the cover of
the night.
> The enemy was firing from the top.
> There was no knowing where the next
bullet was going to come from and for
whom.
> In the morning when we finally hoisted the
tri-colour at the top only 4 of us were alive.'
>
> 'You are a...?'
>
> 'I am Subedar Sushant from the 13 J&K
Rifles on duty at Peak 4875 in Kargil. They tell
me I have completed my term and can opt
for a soft assignment.
>
> But, tell me sir, can one give up duty just
because it makes life easier.
>
> On the dawn of that capture, one of my
colleagues lay injured in the snow, open to
enemy fire while we were hiding behind a bunker.
> It was my job to go and fetch that soldier
to safety. But my captain sahib refused me
permission and went ahead himself.
> He said that the first pledge he had taken
as a Gentleman Cadet was to put the safety
and welfare of the nation foremost followed
by the safety and welfare of the men he
commanded... ....his own personal safety
came last, always and every time.'
>
> 'He was killed as he shielded and brought
that injured soldier into the bunker.. Every
morning thereafter, as we stood guard, I
could see him taking all those bullets, which
were actually meant for me .
>
>
>
> I know sir....I know, what it is to be in the
Line of Fire.'
>
> Vivek looked at him in disbelief not sure of
how to respond.
>
> Abruptly, he switched off the laptop.
>
> It seemed trivial, even insulting to edit a
Word document in the presence of
> a man for whom valor and duty was a daily
part of life; valor and sense of duty which he
had so far attributed only to epical heroes.
>
> The train slowed down as it pulled into the
station, and Subedar Sushant picked up his
bags to alight.
>
> 'It was nice meeting you sir.'
> Vivek fumbled with the handshake.
>
> Live Humbly, There Are Great People
Around Us, Let Us Learn!
>
> BE POLITE… EVERYONE YOU MEET IS
FIGHTING A HARD BATTLE !
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