Objectives Worthy Followers
The Good Old Days
My name is LM JAYARAJ.
Born and raised in Bengaluru, owe my faith and gratitude
(The last man standing on the third row to the right.I probably knew back then that a blog would come up several years later and thus had made myself more visible.)
I hail from a background of highly educated people who
have contributed a legacy to society in terms of Education
and Service.to the esteemed honour and glory of my mother who had blessed me with my schooling in the best of institutions back then in Bengaluru.
We have nurtured many a soul over the past
three decades with sufficient life worth, discipline,
befit the extremely challenging requirements of the
consequently led them to reach high places.
Nuances of a formidable corporate experience
I would never forget the days when I worked in reputed
organisations with joy and zeal to the brink of my professional
success. One such memoir of pertinence was while I was
sitting looking into the computer when I had to turn around
only to find the entire board of managers and bigwigs
standing right behind me waiting to congratulate me on
the note of an accolade of eminence they had received from
the client. This very ceremonious act had made the entire
floor and most haters fall down on their knees looking up
in awe feeling the shudder up their spines insecure
of their own jobs landing them to a state of sobriety in
having to feel
so incapacitated of worth. Among them were also individuals
whom
I had myself mentored to rise in a career that was far from any projection of gratitude.
Neither do I look as old as I am nor do I care a whit to
unscrupulous attitudes from sources marking a
diminution of worth
with their uncanny discriminatory prejudice of age
highly imminent today
in most corporate arenas of work.
I’ve lived, fought, defeated and conquered myself all alone.
Kalaga is my self-discovered treasure that has manifested
a marvel of transformation in me right since the day I picked
up my pen.
I now believe that I can successfully manifest the same in my
readers too. Shades of the storyline in Kalaga do ring a bell!
For I am Kalaga & Kalaga is me.
I attribute my insurmountable strength that keeps me strong in the
toughest storm only to the grace of my mother.
Kalaga LM Jayaraj
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