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It was May of 2008 that saw three young and energetic graduates pass out from XLRI and enter into the
corporate world. Ashray, Tanushka and Debanjan considered themselves very lucky to have bagged a job
at IOCL. In these recessionary times, landing in a public sector firm was a dream for most MBA graduates.
Debanjan had done his bachelors in psychology and then specialised in IR at XLRI. He was always full of
new ideas during his MBA days. His friends loved him for the humane touché that he always had for
everyone. At IOCL he was offered a position in the HR department at the Mathura refinery.
Tanushka had come to XLRI with an engineering degree in Chemical engineering. For her a job at IOCL
was god sent. Her acumen in the area of chemical engineering convinced her recruiters that she would be
an asset to the oil exploration group. She was made a part of the team that went for oil exploration to
various sites all over the world. Coming from an army background, travelling was in her blood, and she
looked forward to joining the department.
Ashray was a typical software engineer when he came to XLRI, but two years had transformed him into an
outgoing person. His analytical skills were married to his marketing acumen and made him the topper of
the marketing stream of his batch. He was looked upon as one of the best marketing brains XLRI had
produced. Selling a product profitably came naturally to him, and it came as no surprise to see him in
IOCL sales team for Tamil Nadu. He was sure of bringing radical changes to the way petroleum products
were sold in the country.
One year had passed since their joining and all three of them had come to Mumbai for their annual review
meeting. After their review, they decided to spend some time together and catch up. As they sat in Cafe
Coffee Day, they couldn’t help but notice the way all of them had started looking different. May be it was
the work-life , maybe it was the work-pressure, but whatever it was , it was definitely different from the
totally carefree college life that they had enjoyed, the life they wished that could have stretched till eternity
. Debanjan was the first one to speak. “You remember the birthday treat that Ashray had given us at this
very place last year”. And that suddenly brought out loads of memories in their minds and peals of giggles
on their faces. College life had suddenly transformed into a more organized and yet so unpredictable
course of “work-life” for Debanjan, Ashray and Tanushka.
After their usual chit-chat and recollection of the “good-old-times”, the conversation took a sharp turn
towards how life had changed over a year thanks to their work-life. They recollected how happy all three
had been, for getting placed in one of the coveted firms for their college placement week – IOCL. And the
fact that all three were placed in the same firm had doubled the joy.
To their utter dismay, all three had got different locations of workplace. Debanjan was posted in Mathura
Oil refinery, whereas Tanushka and Ashray were posted at Delhi and Coimbatore respectively.
Debanjan spoke first and told the others his story at IOCL.
“When I reached the Mathura Oil refinery I felt out of place like never before. All those dreams that I
had about sitting in a posh corporate office and handling the HR operations came crashing. Here I was, in a
firm where I was supposed to deal with the problems of the lowest level of hierarchy of IOCL, their
refinery workers. At the first day of work I got introduced to the team of IR (Industry relationship team)
that I was supposed to work with. Being a mixed bag of both senior and middle-level managers, the team
didn’t take it too well that someone as novice and fresh out of college like me was placed at a higher
position than them. Thanks to XLRI in my resume!
After that mixed reaction from my team-mates I was inducted formally into IOCL through a 4-week
training period. My work largely involved dealing with the trade unions and ensuring an employee-friendly
work environment for the workers. After some initial hiccups I managed to gel well with the workers and
despite being much younger than most of the workers there, there was an amicable air between workers
and me and they would easily open up and share the issues that they faced. All was well at this front but in
contrast to this, my team members were giving me a tough time by giving a cold shoulder to me, since they
were unhappy with the fact that suddenly a young MBA graduate had come down in their professional
lives and who, by virtue of his degree and not experience, had been placed above them in the hierarchy.
They were having difficulty in accepting that they had to report to a younger person.
After seven months in the Mathura Oil refinery , our department received a mail from the head office
IOCL, Delhi that an annual IOCL meet was to take place next month and two representative from each
department had to come down to Delhi and all the departments of IOCL had to work together and jointly
organize this great annual event. So, I and one of my team-members went to Delhi and I was looking
forward to interact and work with other senior people in IOCL.
On the first day in Delhi headquarters, we had a general ice-breaking session where it was more of an
inter-departmental introduction since we had to work together for next six days and organize the whole
event. I and my team member (Harshal) were supposed to work with the International Trade department
people and the Sales team people. So we were a team of six people and were assigned to arrange sponsors
for the event. Since one week was too less to arrange sponsors we decided to start working on it that very
evening and hence had a meeting. As soon as the meeting started , the International Trade Department
person Mr. Basin, started speaking and bombarded the whole meeting with his ideas, some feasible and
some highly impractical. After him, another senior person from Sales team Mr. Kankaria put forth his
point and didn’t let others speak. After repeated iterations of the same thing I noticed that almost all the
members present in our group were senior people in the organization and were trying to impose their ideas
on rest of us rather than letting us come up with our own ideas. After much resistance when I was allowed
to put forth my ideas for generating sponsorship, it was blatantly rejected as “being unrealistic”. Even
when I tried to justify it and back it up with facts and figures, the idea wasn’t very well-appreciated and
was kept as a backup plan. I wanted a chance to prove myself but was snubbed as being the typical “Gen-Y
“hot-blooded guy who didn’t know how things work in real life. That came as a rude shock to me since I
had expected major support from my seniors and not this indifference. I was surprisingly shocked after this
negative attitude but still decided to give it all a second chance and start afresh the next day. But the same
thing awaited me the next day also. Same coldness towards new ideas. I just couldn’t fathom why Mr.
Bhasin was so reluctant to even listen to new ideas, let alone follow it. After much coaxing I convinced
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