Flash
back to the year 2002's I find myself in a foreign land as part of a
team where I am the lone Indian. We are visiting a remote site for
project evaluation.
One
of the foreign team members has a digital camera and I am quite
enamoured by the technology.
On
my part I am carrying a roll camera. I click pictures and they would
have to be developed and printed on to a photographic paper before
they can be used.
My
foreign counterpart is merrily clicking pictures so that he can use
to create the project report or email them to everyone.
I am
fascinated by the technology, My colleague is gracious and lets me
handle his tech toy. He explains the features and tells me how
technically advanced it is. In the evening on our way back we are
greeted with rain and thunder storm.
There
is a lot of moisture in the air. My foreign colleague is merrily
clicking pictures of everything around.
The
next morning when he turns on his camera it just would not come on.
There is just a blob of wetness in the areas of the display screen.
The non functioning of the camera makes him panic. After all it has
almost 3 days of pictures related to work that he would like to use
in the project report. Just to calm him down a fellow colleague
jokingly said looks like you camera caught a cold. But this did not
amuse my colleague. Luckily his camera came with a phone support
option. He called up and had a long talk. The support guy took him
through a number of steps but did not get any success. Finally he
reached the conclusion that the camera would have to be sent back to
the factory for fixing. Either they would fix it or give him a new
one in case it cannot be fixed as the camera was still under
warranty. However in either case the photos stored in the cameras
internal memory would be lost. That particular camera had an internal
memory storage which could not be removed or backed up in a non
functional camera state.
This
meant that all the work would had to be done again.
This
news caused a lot of panic in our team. There were frantic phone
calls made to the office as a result our team was told to travel back
again to the site to complete the report and the evaluation. This is
the last thing that we want to do but what could be done? With heavy
hearts we started packing ….
Then
my Indian mind came up with a very Indian Jugaad
For
those who do not know what a Jugaad is, it is a hack or an
innovation.
I
told him that I would like to make an attempt to fix his camera.
Rightfully
he seemed doubtful about the outcome of my attempts to fix the
camera. I could not blame him for his doubts. He was the technology
expert and it was his country with access to so much technological
advancement. Even the tech support team had given up on fixing up the
camera over the phone and in all probability the photographs had been
lost. Yet here I was standing in front of him sans any tools or
technology offering to help him fix his camera and perhaps even
recover his photos. Reluctantly he gave me the camera. I inspected it
and took it to my room. Outside my room it was quite sunny. I could
feel the warmth of the sun and that is all I needed to fix the
camera.
I
took a polythene bag and put the camera inside. I then hung it
outside my window. The camera hung there in the warm shade not under
direct sunlight, I let it remain there for about two hours.
Then
there was a knock at the door I opened the door and found my
colleague standing there he was curious to know how my attempt was
going along. When he saw his digital camera hanging outside my window
in a polythene bag he was quite petrified and I saw his jaws drop. I
accompanied him to the window and carefully took the polythene bag
holding the camera in. I unwrapped the bag and tried to turn on the
camera. With a flicker of red light the dead camera came to life. I
handed over the camera to him and he frantically scrolled through the
pictures saved in the memory. They were all intact. I suggested that
he should back up the pictures. It was an advice he promptly
followed.
So
that day when some of the best technology had failed an Indian Jugaad
had saved not just the day but also saved us from a lot of trouble
at the office. From now on my tech savvy colleague began to see me in
a new light. I became the new tech expert, the expert of Jugaad the
Indian way of looking at and solving problems. I am not the only one
wherever we Indian's go we make our mark. People around the world
take note of our talents and try to emulate them bit.ly/2oQTj8q
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