New Rules.


The first thing that came to mind when I saw this topic was a terror called MDP. This was when I had joined a British company as a Management Trainee and my training started off with learning all about the office administration side of branch management. At each desk, I had to first read the MDP which expanded meant Manual of Depot Procedures, then observe what the clerk did. The next step was to work under his/her supervision, then work independently before rounding off with a report on what I had learnt.  I made the mistake of showing some enthusiasm being the very first MBA taken on as a Trainee by making some suggestions in my first three reports.  Much to my horror, after they were read by the Divisional Manager, I was asked to report to him. He formally complimented and congratulated me on my suggestions and gave me an additional responsibility of completely overhauling the MDP before I completed my training as he felt that it was badly in need of updating. Quite how I passed through that ordeal is a memory that came back and I would rather forget that. Simply stated, there was resistance to change and resentment from well entrenched bureaucracy which did everything possible to scuttle my study of procedures. I don’t know if such things happen now to fresh Management Trainees, but if they did, my heart goes out to them.

Coming to more recent times, the most frustrating new rules that I have experienced have all to do with change to traffic rules, primarily changing roads and lanes into one way to accommodate increased vehicle population and traffic. Closely related to and implemented with great vigor are the new No Parking rules.

In personal lives, new rules start to operate when someone elder either moves in and / or dies or a newcomer like a daughter in law or a pet arrives to complicate simple lives, as all such things happened in my life during the last few years.

On health matters, new rules on how to sit, walk, sleep etc are all advised when joints are replaced or revised like when it happened to my hips.

I have also experienced voluntarily accepting new rules of waking up time, eating time, sleeping time etc when I had gone on meditation retreats as well rules on diets and habits during the retreats.

Luckily, I have not had to accept constantly changing rules of conduct / behaviour etc in corporate environments for a long long time. I am told by young job hoppers that this is quite bothersome. And I can sympathise with them.

I don’t have this framed and hung on any wall in my home, but this about sums up the rules that I would like to see observed in my home. By and large they are.  Please click on the image to get a larger resolution.

“Learn the rules like a pro, so you can break them like an artist.”
― Pablo Picasso

This topic was suggested by Shackman, for the weekly Friday Loose Bloggers Consortium where currently nine of us write on the same topic every Friday.  I hope that you enjoyed my contribution to that effort.  The seven other bloggers who write regularly are, in alphabetical order,  AshokgaelikaaLin, Maxi, Padmum, Pravin,  Shackman and The Old Fossil. Do drop in on their blogs and see what their take is on this week’s topic. Since some of them may post late, or not at all this week, do give some allowance for that too!

21 thoughts on “New Rules.”

  1. I think that Thomas Edison may have had something when he said …
    “Hell, there are no rules here – we’re trying to accomplish something”.

  2. I love the house rules. I must make a copy for the benefit of any future visitors! Rules can be very annoying if they make my everyday life more difficult, even if I can see the point of them and fully realise that life without any rules at all would be anarchy. The rules that really bug me are those that are based entirely on tradition and ritual and seem to have no useful purpose at all (like all the bizarre procedures at the State Opening of Parliament).
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    1. Rules on ceremonies can be stupid. Here is a story that we tell to our children.
      Once upon a time, there was a very religious and scrupulous Sadhu. Every day
      without fail, he performed his ‘puja’ under a banyan tree in the Temple yard,
      following all the prescribed rites and sacred rituals.
      The Sadhu had a pet cat, which he loved, as though it were his own child. The little
      cat followed his master wherever he went.
      While the Sadhu was performing the ‘puja’ and recited his prayers, the cat would
      move freely all over the place, upsetting the sacred utensils and disturbing its master
      and his devotees.
      To prevent such disturbance and profanation the Sadhu, before starting his puja,
      began tying the cat to the big banyan tree. With the passing of time, this became a
      standard practice.
      Once the cat was tied to the banyan tree, the Sadhu performed the ‘puja’ most
      scrupulously and devoutly.
      After many days, the good and God-fearing Sadhu died. One of his chelas- also a
      very conscientious and scrupulous man – took his place. He too, kept tying the cat to
      the sacred tree every time he performed his ‘puja’.
      Unfortunately, some time later the cat died. The new Pujari was at a loss and
      perplexed. He kept asking himself: “Now that there is no cat, how can I possibly
      perform my ‘puja’?” He thought and prayed about it. At last he found a solution.
      From that day on, before the ‘puja’ would begin, you could have seen the good and
      scrupulous Sadhu running down to the nearest village street, catch any stray cat he
      could find, take it to the temple, tie it to the banyan tree and then only, scrupulously
      start his ‘puja’ in keeping with all the customary rites and rubrics of the sacrifice.

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