[ I could not sit at home depressed.]

Sitting at home depressed I thought of my friends who were still at their jobs and wondering how they are working as I knew the working conditions of all the mills. I could not show my depression to my son or to my daughter who were just beginning their own professional career so I was going about spending my money towards my daughter education my son had started earning but it was sufficient for his expense and he did not ask us any money even after his friend stayed with us. In fact a small amount my sons friend was paying to us. We lived in my own house which I had built during my service taking a loan from the company. My daughter was still in her graduation class and all the big problems of running the house was taken care by my wife very splendidly.

To avoid depression I converted a Rom as my Studio and started painting which I had stopped. I spent money on Frames, Canvas, Paints, Brushes, Oils, and carpenter who made huge Frames with the Technical Textile commercial cloth resembling canvas. Nearly I did 45 Paints and stored them in my car shed where I had a place made over the top to keep 50 or more paints on steel structure.

My son was staying for some months or more I do not remember but he got another posting in Bombay and he left us with his newly married wife and his wife was doing MD in a reputed hospital. Both of the were doing well.

[ Back from Andhra to Karnataka. ]

[I was unemployed about a year and my daughter was about to complete her matriculation. She completed her metric and joined pre graduation in one of the best colleges in Bangalore at that time. I got a job in one of the reputed big textile group of mills BINNY's as Project Manager with a oral promise that I would have to manage the mill as MILL MANAGER. The mill had a master plan for turn around from profit to loss I completed the OPEN END spinning project and that completed my term in Binny's. The Resident Director who appointed me knew me well and told me to resign as he was told to do somethings by the stupid management which he did not tell me. I came to know later but that was untrue he was a honest man.]

I was down again but a merchant who came to know I was jobless contacted me and told me to meet a Mill MD of a reputed mill in Tamil Nadu at his Madras Office. I met him and he told me to join his mills as he said though I was 54 my technical knowledge was fine and so I went and joined his mill in Tamil Nadu. My Son had landed in Bangalore at my own home and my daughter had completed her pre graduation at BISHOP COTTON and was interested in studying in Poona in Deccan College for a graduate course in Archeology. My wife and myself went to Poona admitted in the college and girls hostel while my son joined a local Soft Ware Engineering Company.

All the tension and stress that my wife endured for several years resulted in her getting surgical hernia which was a surgical closer that she went while in my mills at west Karnataka that had opened up. I came to Bangalore and she came out of APPOLLO Mallays' hospital after another surgery procedure weak and anemic to keep the family fire burning. All expenses were paid by my mills as they liked my work. I returned to my mills at Tamil Nadu.

However, there was my problem with the Executive Director. I was reporting to the MD of the mills. The ED was son of MD who was a graduate in Textiles and he did not like my way of functioning and try to pull my ego several times. It did not work to my advantage as I resigned and even though I was not relived I left the mills after the date of my resignation expired telling that I am going to my home. I joined another mill and after taking charge of that small mill I noticed that MD's son was coming to mills and sitting in my office cum rest room. I got irritated and came back to my old mill but the mill had not appreciated my way of going and refused to accept me. I could not go to the small mill also. That was another DOWN in my professional career.

I was unemployed again.

[ Kerala to Karnataka.]

Even to get a transfer Order after I was told that I am transferred at my Head Office where I was called to give the wrong information that there would be meeting. I was not given the Order and I came to know it is not finalised and I may be retained at a Desk in Head Office. My success was my enemy to all 15 General Managers of the Unit a Govt Of India Managed subsidiary with a Holding Company at Delhi. However, I managed to force the CMD to give me the order or tell me what I should do told him I would wait till 5:00 PM and go back to my Unit. However when I told a college of mine he went to CMD's PA's office and came back with my transfer order. I took the order thanked him and told my Director Technical that I would be joining the New assignment at the place and rushed to my mills in Kerala. There was a New man in my place already to my surprise but who cares. I returned to my state and went to my new place and took charge of this unit which was making a huge loss and no one wanted to buy the product that was made.

My job of cleaning the mess started and it took me to clear the mess nearly a year and the mill started selling all the production for the rates that similar mills were producing the same product. The took up polyester blended yarn, fancy polyester blended yarn, super fine cotton yarn, 100% acrylic yarn and Industrial yarns not produced by any of the mills in our group. This was noticed and Head Office at Delhi and I do not know what happened but it was over 9 years that I stayed in the mills and boosted my ego to every technical person who visited my mills. The feeling was that I had turned the mill to standards in all area of operation and things were going very smooth and I was relaxing. I was made to improve productivity with out any labor problem. I did that also. One of the biggest composite mills in Andhra was in a big mess. I was told to go and take over that mill. My son had 6 months to complete his graduation in computer engineering and he had to be put up in a room and I travelled to new place with my wife and daughter. My son was 20 years of age and my daughter was 12 years. The mill I took over was making heavy loss and besides labor there was huge technical mess in spinning, weaving, processing and printing dept was closed.

My bad luck started and I fell down heavily I was forced to resign as I had violated procedural protocol in ordering spares urgently required and this was taken by the CMD very seriously after I informed him that I ordered parts and got them and followed the procedure. This was not accepted so they forced me to resign and give health reasons for resigning or face action and suspension from service. Workers agitated and sat in my residence and told that they won't allow me to go. I convinced the workers and told them that I would be back but that I could not do.

[ 5 Years was all we needed in Kerala. ]

5 years was gone for me as a General Manager of a Spinning, Weaving, Processing and the New Unit which I started for Printing of any cotton Fabric which gave me immense confidence to manage a large textile mill along with the confidence of success by turning a average mill in to a profit making mill which also gave me some not so pleasing attitude which generated few at the Head Office to dislike me including some directors and so they thought I should be put in my place and sent me to a small spinning mill which was in a mess after investing huge public money by putting up a fake project report and getting funds for 100% expansion of a small textile mill. However to their poor vision my work made this project one of the best product quality spinning mill with 100% production certified by Gov't of India "Bureau of Indian Standards" known as ISI stamped on every Kg of Yarn Package.

However I had to again put up a debate on why the profit was not there. When everything was fine including productivity that was best among other mills of my size. I had to finally tell them that if my mill was making a loss I would put it in profit with retrospective effect in one day if they agree to my plan. No one spoke as I told them in a cocktail party where all directors and GM's of various other 15 textile mills were present including the Chairman of the group who hosted the party after our annual review meeting of all mills.( Of course we had our 2nd round of Scotch. ) I knew what I was talking and our Chairman also knew what I was talking. He was Sober of course.