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Rupa Shende

A little bit about me: You know how people sometimes pursue a profession and then realize they are actually a natural at something else? Yes, that was me! After being in equity research for 9 years (7 years with Morgan Stanley) I decided to make a major career change and pursue my passion of helping people take their dreams seriously and get into action. I’ve always been passionate about getting people to reach their goals. I became a certified professional life coach and joined the Certified Coaches Alliance in December 2015. Since then, I’ve been busy building my business, which is growing steadily, thanks to word-of-mouth and amazing results my clients are achieving. I am happy to announce that my proprietary U-ACHIEVE model is benefiting clients consistently. The results my clients have achieved through coaching (in a very short span of time) include: • Making better choices to improve physical and mental health • Focusing on actions which boost career advancement • Resolving nagging issues that were stopping progress • A greater sense of peace, happiness and fulfillment • Increased belief in themselves and their ability to achieve whatever it is that they put their mind to. My coaching clients are spread across various countries - India, Denmark, Belgium, Trinidad and Japan For more details you can visit my website www.1step2leap.com and also read my coaching blog at www.rupashende.com
Mohan the Milkman – Syllabus of Schooling…
Published over 2 years ago
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At the strike of 5:00 am Mohan would wake up every single day. He would say a quick prayer and only then step down from the cot. Vaijanta, his wife would bring him a hot cup of tea and two milk biscuits. Both of them would discuss the world events over tea and talk about their future. They had three kids – Raman, Ranjan and Radhika. At exactly 6:00 am Mohan would step out for work. Vaijanta would go for work at 7:30 am after making breakfast and lunch for her family. Mohan was a milkman.

Everyday Mohan would go to the Dairy Distribution Centre (DDC) at 6:00 am pick up the milk and go on his distribution round. He would greet everyone with a pleasant smile – some smiled back, some would chat, some would be hassled with morning errands – but one thing all the customers had in common – they all relied on Mohan to get them their milk. For 37 years he had never been late and had never got a delivery wrong. After distributing the milk he would go home to collect his tiffin and then go to the DDC where he would do all the entries of milk distributed, cross check the stock and the tokens. The owner of the DDC was very happy with Mohan as he had never made a mistake in his work. Mohan would work at the DDC till 7:00 pm. In the evening, he would help his kids with their homework and also help Vaijanta with housework. He was a good storyteller and many a times you would find neighboring kids gathering at Mohan’s house for a story session.

Mohan was a simple man. He chose to simply focus on task at hand and that was the reason he was very good at his work. He did his work with utmost sincerity and had an aura of pleasantness around him.

Raman, Mohan’s eldest son had passed his Chartered Accountancy exam and got a job with a MNC. Raman was very happy that day. He brought a box of sweets on his way home. He offered his father (Mohan) sweets and said that “Appa (father) you can now stop working so hard and sit at home. I have got a great high paying job.” Mohan quietly replied” Baba Raman – I don’t work, I simply worship and there is only devotion in worship – no hard work.” Raman did not quite understand what his father meant. Raman was excited with the thoughts of his new job and went to sleep.

A year passed by.

One night Mohan found his son sitting quietly and appeared sad. Mohan asked Raman the reason for his sadness.

Raman said “Appa, I do the same thing at work every day – I sit in front of the computer everyday and simply update data. I am neither using my knowledge nor am I learning anything – I am feeling very frustrated. I can’t do this every single day.”

Mohan smiled and said “Dear Raman – you are confusing knowledge with syllabus. You are not working with the entire Balance sheet and are managing just one loan account. That is syllabus not your knowledge. I am a milkman. I am not using my syllabus of my 10 years of school but I am using the knowledge that I gained in those years”

Raman – I don’t understand

Mohan – In my schooling years I understood that by smiling one appears more pleasant. By being on time and paying attention to details, one does well. By helping others one makes more friends than enemies. By working in a team, problems are solved in a lesser time. By conversing with others you get an opportunity to understand how the other person approaches a similar problem. Your consistency as a student gets rewarded at the end of the year and not instantly. I went to school every day at the same time, with the same friends to the same school building and to listen to the same teacher and study the same subjects. The syllabus changed but more importantly knowledge grew! At my work, the work does not change but everyday gives me an opportunity to apply my existing knowledge to do my work better and every experience adds to my knowledge base – it is indeed satisfying!”

Something changed Raman after this conversation – he started enjoying his mundane work. He no longer only focused on what work he was doing but also on how each day’s experience made him wiser and better at his work. At times it was apparent and at times he had to silence the mind to feel the experience!

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Meena's Music Folder
Published almost 3 years ago
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Meena was always known for her mesmerizing looks. She was always the prettiest girl in the room – be it a classroom, a restaurant or the boardroom. Her long flowing black hair, a pleasant smile and sparkling eyes always grabbed attention of all. Meena was highly meticulous girl. She was sincere and gave her 100% no matter what the task at hand was. As a result she did well in studies, sports and arts. She had the Midas touch. She had the uncanny knack of achieving all that she put her heart to. She was successful and content. She was happy doing the hard work and rarely looked for shortcuts. Her happy nature and her eyes of humility soothed those around her. One would always feel that world is a wonderful place when they were around Meena.

While Meena was a popular girl, she did not have many friends – just few selected ones. She at times wondered what the reason could be. She had concluded that people kept a distance from her as they found her no nonsense and positive attitude overwhelming. From her end she was always friendly and empathized well but she could not resonate with gossip and an endless need to complain about what’s wrong with the world. She was too busy thinking how to make the world a better place. This made Meena prone to loneliness as there were very few who could understand her thoughts and her fierce determination for success. In such times, Meena would listen to her favorite songs. She had a deep connection with the songs in her folder – some would remind her of the boy who waited for her at the cycle stand in school, some would remind her of her exam days, some would remind her triumphs of the underdogs, some would remind her of people in her office cubicle, some would remind her of her dance performances and some would simply soothe her soul. Her music folder was her fuel to function peacefully in the chaotic world.

Years passed, Meena got married to a charming young man. Things changed post marriage for her. Once upon a time she was known for her time management skills and today she was struggling for time. Once upon a time she would keep her room spot-less and today she was battling dust. Meena had lost her Midas touch. Although she was busy the whole day, she did not feel content. Although she accomplished a lot, she was missing the feeling of success. The domestic duties and work rarely gave her the time to sit with a cup of tea and simply stare out of the window. She had now started complaining a lot – she was annoyed with her own tone but she could not help it. There was something missing in her life but she could not figure it out. Her husband was now losing patience as he rattled his brains to figure where the smiling Meena had disappeared.

Meena had started crying very often. She had stopped enjoying life and was not able to give a 100% to any task. She was living like a robot from morning to night – she was not feeling alive. Her husband was getting annoyed with her complaints and told Meena to simply take a break and go somewhere to figure out what was wrong with her – Although she had everything, she was not happy with anything! She could not believe that her husband did not understand her anymore. It took some time for Meena to digest that her husband was asking her to go alone – something that had never happened before! She switched on her laptop to look for a place to go to. She stumbled upon something – She had not accessed it for the last 3 years! She played her music folder. She started smiling. She started remembering the boy at the cycle stand, the exams which she passed successfully, and the triumphs of the underdog. She started feeling alive. She remembered how she functioned – she found her inspiration again!

Her husband saw the sparkling eyes - Meena found her music folder and the Midas touch!

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