I had never felt so helpless. With both hands spread, I took the change from my
driver, who had just purchased groceries for us in the market. I couldn't speak
a word of Chinese, wasn't familiar with the currency and didn't understand
anything. The streets smelt of roasted meat; the faces all wore deadpan
expressions and the whole thing appeared Martian. What was I to make of it
Five years and two stints later in China with two different companies, the Party
Secretary of the city where I was based was complimenting me for making a speech
in Chinese at an industry forum. I was giving interviews after finishing a TV
show, where I did Tai-chi (the only foreigner in a crowd of 500 people),
propagating its benefits in maintaining a daily work life balance.
This was no magic but the sheer need, for I had understood that without knowing
the language or the culture, I would neither be able to do my job properly or
enjoy doing what I was supposed to do. I had already accepted the assignment and
shifted bag and baggage. It seemed there was no way out except taking a deep
dive. It all began in 1997 when I accepted the offer of running a plant in the
city of seven million people where the only Indian family was me with my wife
and two childre ..
The starting point for me was learning the numbers. I was the production manager
in an MNC tyre factory and numbers, written and spoken, are a universal
language. Then came words of daily use from the driver, the secretary, the maid,
the translators, my fellow workers...whoever would teach me.
I would remember the sentence spoken by somebody, understand the meaning and go
back to the person with a reply. Although the company offered language courses,
there was no time for that after a demanding 14 hour job, two high-energy
children and a wife trying hard to cope. But soon I started enjoying it. As I
started understanding the language, socializing became easy.
I was able
to correct the translator for his wrong translation of what I was saying. I was
getting better de ..
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struggling against some difficult situations. To socialize and network was
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I had never felt so helpless. With both hands spread, I took the change from my
driver, who had just purchased groceries for us in the market. I couldn't speak
a word of Chinese, wasn't familiar with the currency and didn't understand
anything. The streets smelt of roasted meat; the faces all wore deadpan
expressions and the whole thing appeared Martian. What was I to make of it
Five years and two stints later in China with two different companies, the Party
Secretary of the city where I was based was complimenting me for making a speech
in Chinese at an industry forum. I was giving interviews after finishing a TV
show, where I did Tai-chi (the only foreigner in a crowd of 500 people),
propagating its benefits in maintaining a daily work life balance.
This was no magic but the sheer need, for I had understood that without knowing
the language or the culture, I would neither be able to do my job properly or
enjoy doing what I was supposed to do. I had already accepted the assignment and
shifted bag and baggage. It seemed there was no way out except taking a deep
dive. It all began in 1997 when I accepted the offer of running a plant in the
city of seven million people where the only Indian family was me with my wife
and two childre ..
The starting point for me was learning the numbers. I was the production manager
in an MNC tyre factory and numbers, written and spoken, are a universal
language. Then came words of daily use from the driver, the secretary, the maid,
the translators, my fellow workers...whoever would teach me.
I would remember the sentence spoken by somebody, understand the meaning and go
back to the person with a reply. Although the company offered language courses,
there was no time for that after a demanding 14 hour job, two high-energy
children and a wife trying hard to cope. But soon I started enjoying it. As I
started understanding the language, socializing became easy.
I was able
to correct the translator for his wrong translation of what I was saying. I was
getting better de ..
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Therefore there was the need to understand the local nuances as we were
struggling against some difficult situations. To socialize and network was
imperative and part of the package.
Read more at:
http://economictimes.indiatimes.com/articleshow/33182433.cms?utm_source=contentofinterest&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=cppst
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