Showing posts with label outsourcing. Show all posts
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Saturday, August 26, 2017

How to “Outsource” your Life

LIFE PROCESS OUTSOURCING – IN A NUTSHELL
A Fictional Spoof
By 
VIKRAM KARVE 

Sometime ago  I met a smart young upwardly mobile couple loafing on Main Street (MG Road) in Pune. 

We are really enjoying life, the husband said, do you know how  well we have outsourced everything  yes  each and every thing  all household activities  parenting  and even pet parenting. 

So you have done LIFE PROCESS OUTSOURCING... I said, tongue in cheek. 

Absolutely  youve said it  Life Process Outsourcing  that is the key to happiness, they exclaimed. 

As I said Good Bye and walked on Main Street  I suddenly remembered a story I had written long ago on the subject of outsourcing  when I was trying to fathom as to what the term outsourcing really meant. 

I wrote this story more than 11 years ago  on 18 April 2006  at the height of the BPO Boom in Pune.

This story is included in my book of short stories COCKTAIL.

So here is the story  a spoof  abridged and updated  for you to read  my ignorant take on outsourcing. 

Dear Reader: 

Please remember that story is fiction  a spoof.

Do tell me if you liked the story. 

I look forward to your comments and feedback.


LIFE PROCESS OUTSOURCING (LPO) – A Spoof By VIKRAM KARVE 

On the morning of New Year’s Eve – the 31st of December – the last day of the year  while I am leisurely loafing on Main Street (MG Road) in Pune  I meet an old friend of mine.  
 
“Hi...!!!” I say.  
 
“Hi...” he says, “where to...?”    
 
“Aimless loitering,” I say, “And you?”  
  
“I’m going to work.”    
 
“Work? This early? I thought your shift starts in the evening  or late at night. You work at a call-center don’t you?”   
 
“Not now. I quit. Now – I’m on my own.”    
 
“On your own? What do you do?”    
 
“LPO.”    
 
“LPO? What’s that?”   
 
“Life Process Outsourcing.”    
 
“Life Process Outsourcing? Never heard of it!”   
 
“You’ve heard of Business Process Outsourcing haven’t you?”   
 
“BPO? Outsourcing non-core business activities and functions?”  
 
“Precisely. LPO is similar to BPO. There it’s Business Processes that are outsourced  here it’s Life Processes that are outsourced.”    
 
“Life Processes? Outsourced?”   
 
“Why don’t you come along with me? I’ll show you.”  
 
Soon we are in his office. 

It looks like a mini call-center.   
 
A young attractive girl welcomes us. 

“Meet Rita, my Manager,” my friend says, and introduces us.   
 
Rita looks distraught, and she says to my friend, “I am not feeling well. Must be viral fever.”  
   
“No problem. My friend here will stand in.”    
 
“What? How can I stand in for her? I don’t have a clue about all this LPO thing...!” I protest.    
 
“There is nothing to beat learning on the job! Rita will show you,” my friend says.  
 
“It’s simple,” Rita says, in a hurry, “See the console. You just press the appropriate switch and route the call to the appropriate person or agency.”

And with these words 
 Rita disappears. 

It is the shortest induction training I have ever had in my life.    
 
And so I plunge into the world of Life Process Outsourcing  or LPO  as they call it.   
 
It’s all very simple.

Everyone is busy. 

Working people don’t seem to have time these days.

But they have lots of money  especially those Double Income Career Couples –Double Income No Kids (DINK) and Double Income Single Kids (DISK)  IT Nerds  MBA hot shots  Finance Wizards  just about everybody running desperately in the urban rat-race of life.

So what do they do? 

Simple. 

They outsource...!

‘Non-core Life Activities’, for which you have neither the inclination, nor the time – you just outsource them 
 so you can maximize your work-time to rake in the money and make a fast climb up the career ladder of success.

A ring 
 a flash on the console in front of me  and I take my first LPO call.   
 
“My daughter has puked in her school. They want someone to pick her up and take her home. I am busy in a shoot and just can’t leave,” a creative ad agency type with a husky voice says.    
 
“Why don’t you tell your husband?” I suggest.  
 
“Are you crazy or something? I am a single mother!” she screams.  
 
“Sorry ma’am. I didn’t know. My sympathies and condolences,” I say. 
 
“Condolences? Who is this? Is this LPO?” she asks, with irritation in her voice.
 
“Yes ma’am,” I say.

I press the button marked ‘children’ – and I transfer the call  hoping I have made the right choice. 

Maybe I should have pressed ‘doctor’.    
 
Nothing happens for the next few moments. 

I breathe a sigh of relief.    
 
A yuppie wants his grandmother to be taken to a movie. 

I press the ‘movies’ button. 

‘Movies’ transfers the call back to me  and says to me: 

“Hey  this is for movie tickets. Try ‘escort services’. The bugger wants the old hag escorted to the movies.”    
 
‘Escort Services’ are in high demand. 

These guys and girls  slogging in their offices minting money  want escort services for their kith and kin for various non-core family processes like shopping, movies, eating out, sightseeing, marriages, funerals  all types of functions  even going to art galleries, book fairs, exhibitions, zoos, museums  or even a walk in the nearby garden.    
 
A father wants someone to read bedtime stories to his small son while he works late. 

A busy couple wants proxy stand-in parents at the school PTA meeting. 

An investment banker rings up from Singapore – he wants his mother to be taken to a temple to pray  to perform an elaborate pooja  in the temple  at a certain time on a specific day.
 
Someone wants his kids to be taken for a swim, brunch, a movie and to a bookstore for browsing books and music.    

A sweet-voiced female IT project manager wants someone to motivate and pep-talk her husband  who has been recently sacked  and is cribbing away at home – and is thoroughly depressed and demoralized. 

The sacked husband desperately needs someone to talk to  he needs to cry on someone’s shoulder – to unburden himself  but his own wife is busy – she neither has the time nor does she have the inclination to take a few days off to boost the morale of her depressed husband  when – for her  there are deadlines to be met at work  and so much is at stake for her career.   
 
The things they want outsourced range from the mundane to the bizarre.

Life processes that you earlier enjoyed doing  and you took pride in doing  or you did as your sacred duty  are nowadays considered non-core life activities by these highfalutin people.    
 
At the end of the day I feel illuminated on this novel concept of Life Process Outsourcing.

I am about to leave  when suddenly a call comes in.    
 
“LPO?” a man asks softly.    
 
“Yes  this is LPO. May I help you?” I say.   
 
“I am speaking from Frankfurt Airport. I really don’t know if I can ask this?” he says nervously.  
 
“Please go ahead and feel free to ask anything you desire, Sir. We do everything,” I say. 
 
“Everything?”    
 
“Yes, Sir. Anything and everything...!” I say.    
   
“I don’t know how to say this. This is the first time I am asking. You see  I am working 24/7 on an important project for the last few months. I am globetrotting around the world  and I can’t make it back there to my home in Pune. Can you please arrange for someone suitable to take my wife out to the New Year’s Eve Dance...?”   
 
I am taken aback  but I recover quickly and say: “Yes, Sir.”    
 
“Please send someone really good  an excellent dancer  and make sure she enjoys and has a good time. She loves dancing  and I just haven’t had the time.”    
 
“Of course, Sir,” I say.
 
“And I told you  I have been away abroad for quite some time now  globetrotting – and I have got to stay out here till I complete the project,” he says. 
 
“I know. Work takes top priority,” I say.
   
“My wife. She’s been lonely. She desperately needs some love. Do you have someone with a loving and caring nature who can give her some love? You see – I am so busy that I just don’t have the time to give her love. You understand what I am saying  don’t you?” he says.  
 
I let the words sink in. 

The guy wants to outsource the love process

This is one call I am not going to transfer. 

This “process” is something I am going to take on myself.

Yes  I am going to in-source this love process to myself. 
 
“Please give me the details, Sir...” I say softly into the mike.    
 
Later  in the evening  as I walk towards my destination with a spring in my step  I feel truly enlightened.   
 
Till this moment  I never knew that:

“Love is a non-core “Life-Process – worthy of outsourcing.
 
Long Live LPO...!

I love LPO.

What really is LPO...?

Is it Life Process Outsourcing...?

Or – is it Love Process Outsourcing...?

Call it what you like 
 but I am sure you have got an idea of the great benefits of outsourcing.

And now you know what to do – if you want to outsource something – whether it is a “Life Process – or “Love Process

Just call up LPO – and I will be there to assist you.

VIKRAM KARVE
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1. This story is a fictional spoof, a yarn, pure fiction, just for a laugh, no offence meant to anyone, so please take it with a pinch of salt.
2. This story is a work of fiction.  Events, Places, Settings and Incidents narrated in the story are a figment of my imagination. The characters do not exist and are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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This Story was Written by me Vikram Karve more than 11 years ago in the Year 2006 after a walk on Main Street (MG Road) Pune and First Posted Online by me 

Friday, March 24, 2017

Baby and Child Care – “state-of-the art”

MODERN PARENTING and CHILDCARE
The Story of Mr. and Mrs. X and their Baby  
Short Fiction – The Story of a Modern Urban Couple
By
VIKRAM KARVE 

Mr. and Mrs. X and their BABY – Fiction Short Story by VIKRAM KARVE

Mr. and Mrs. X desperately wanted to have a baby.  

So – Mr. and Mrs. X tried very hard to have a baby.  

Poor Mr. and Mrs. X  they tried and tried  they put in a lot of effort  but they could not have a baby.

As time flew  and the biological clock ticked away  Mr. and Mrs. X became more and more anxious.

So with resolute perseverance  Mr. and Mrs. X put everything at stake to have a baby.

Mr. and Mrs. X made determined efforts to have a baby – they consulted the best doctors and fertility specialists in town – they spent huge amounts of money on the best and most sophisticated infertility treatments possible – they tried all sorts of things  exoteric and esoteric – they left no stone unturned – they struggled and struggled  with dogged persistence  till  at long last  at the age of 36  Mrs. X conceived – and she got pregnant.

Then  after a difficult, delicate, gruelling, backbreaking, anxious, harrowing pregnancy  Mrs. X overcame all sorts of complications  and finally  after enduring for nine long months  Mrs. X successfully delivered a beautiful bonny baby.

Everyone was delighted.

The parents  Mr. and Mrs. X  were proud that they had proved their mettle.

The doctors boasted about the success of their treatment.

The grandparents were relieved that the family lineage was preserved.

The soothsayers, the relatives, the friends – everyone was happy that the much delayed and much awaited baby was born after so many trials and tribulations. 

3 months after the baby was born  I happened to be in town.

I decided to visit Mr. and Mrs. X and their Baby.  

On the way  at the jewellers  I bought a gold ornament as a present for the baby.  

I found my way to their classy house in an elite residential society located in the most posh and exclusive neighbourhood of the city.  

When I reached the deluxe apartment  I felt a tinge of envy  thinking about Mr. and Mrs. X  the young IT Techie whiz kids  who could afford such an expensive apartment  and an ostentatious living style  so early in life. 

The proud grandparents opened the door.  

The bonny baby  on her grandmother’s lap  looked very cute.

Yes  the baby was very cute and cuddly.  

The baby’s parents  Mr. and Mrs. X  the young mother and father  were conspicuous by their absence.  

It was late evening  and I had expected Mr. and Mrs. X to be at home  doting upon their adorable little baby.

In fact  the baby was so small  that I thought that Mrs. X would be still breastfeeding her baby.

I was curious why Mrs. X was not at home  so I asked the grandparents: “Where is the young mother...?”

“At work...” the grandfather answered.

“Oh. The young mother is already back at work...? The baby is only 3 months old and the mother has already started going to her office so fast...? Okay 
– no problem – it doesn’t matter  I want to meet her  I am in no hurry – so I will wait for her  she should be back home soon  isn’t it…?” I asked, looking at the wall clock.

“No! No! She won’t be coming for at least 6 months now...
” the grandfather said.

“6 months...? Mrs. X won’t be coming for 6 months...?” I asked, confused.

She has gone abroad  to America  on an important project...” said the proud grandmother, cuddling and mothering the baby.

“And what about Mr. X 
 the proud father of the baby – he should be coming back from work anytime now – isn’t it…?” I asked.

“He is in Singapore. He got a fantastic job offer on the same day the baby was born...” said the grandfather. 

“What...?” I said.

“You know  the Baby has proved real lucky for her parents. The Baby’s mother got promoted as project leader with a hefty raise and was sent abroad to America for this prestigious overseas assignment  and  the Baby’s father got this fabulous job offer in Singapore...” said the proud grandmother, cuddling the baby.

The Baby suddenly started to cry.

“It is the baby’s feed-time...” the grandmother said.

The grandmother handed over the baby to the grandfather  and she went into the kitchen to warm up the baby’s milk.

“It’s good. I feel happy for my son and daughter-in-law...” the grandfather said 
 lovingly fondling the bonny baby, for all these years when they were trying so hard to have this baby  they had put their careers on the back-burner. Now that they have got their baby  they can focus on their careers once again...”

The grandmother came out with the milk bottle 
 and she began feeding the bonny baby  while the doting grandfather lovingly looked on.

I looked at the grandparents – the surrogate parents – the glorified “nannies

Then  I looked at the Baby.

Mr. and Mrs. X had indeed “produced” the Baby.

But  it was the delighted grandparents who would enjoy the joys of parenting the baby.

In fact – now – for the old couple – it was the Baby who was their light of life  their raison d’etre  their very reason for living  and certainly the source of all their present happiness. 

And  the parents of the Baby – Mr. and Mrs. X – both are busy in the pursuit of their careers  the mother in America  and  the father in Singapore.

Mr. and Mrs. X do not know what they are missing by “outsourcing” their parenting and child-care duties.

Also  I do not understand one thing. 

The “Moot Question”:

If Mr. and Mrs. X did not want to look after their own Baby – why did they make so much effort to produce the Baby...?

VIKRAM KARVE
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This story is a work of fiction. Events, Places, Settings and Incidents narrated in the story are a figment of my imagination. The characters do not exist and are purely imaginary. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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