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A cool calculated approach...

A five pronged strategy to change...

Reason for change...

Need to have higher self esteem.
Investing for the future.

Areas of Effort (with probable acton items)

1. Be cool always. Be normally emotional. Control anger and fear. Do not impose yourself on people. Make own calculated moves. Think Mikhail Tal. (Think Tal and it would not be tough... Think dad even.. be unflappable... be like dad..)

2. Listen genuinely to people. Look at them normally. Do not stare at them. Start with a smile and a hello. Do not bite people. Nod head when listening. Encourage people to come up with their own ideas. Take the burden if needed. Persist with listening and reason out with people, howsoever frustating. (Think dad in this too... Think didi as well... she makes a good case here... smile a lot.. and not that constipated smile..please)

3. Motivation is not money and pride. It is satisfaction. Rest will follow. Wake up everyday to do something new and worthwhile. Remember fourth year in this aspect. Expect more from yourself. Commit yourself to the team. ( Be busy and give people some time.. that is all)

4. Consider putting yourself in other's shoes. Think of people as people and not as someone you hardly care about. Care for your friends. ( Just be normal in this... Be good to all people and not just some.. talk with respect...)

5. Make friends. Talk to people. Ask about them. Look interested. Ask them questions which make sense. Make friends not just acquaintances. (Talk with enthusiasm... and rest will follow..No sarcasm...)

Now another thing.. Give up sutta... enough is enough...

Think of the company and think of all this as an investment... you are here to learn all this... Learn it while you can.. and get your money's worth...

After everything we been through.. this is nothing...

Best of luck....

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