Monthly Archives: January 2011

Why are there so few women leaders at the top of the workforce?

A few days ago, the TOI had a small article that caught my eye. That a woman led the Republic Day parade in Delhi this year.  Along with a casual mention that there are very few women in the army, esp at senior positions.

And I looked around myself – how many senior women (senior to me that is ;-) do I know in the tech industry? A handful only. If I exclude those in HR, then I dont even need two hands.

It’s been a recurring theme. How women over the years have chosen to let go of that corner office. To tame their ambitions, if they ever dared to have them in the first place that is. About how crazy it is to juggle family and work and house all together.

Then I saw this link on one of my yahoo groups. It’s a TED talk by Facebook COO Sheryl Sandberg. She’s summed it up beautifully – the issues, the choices and the sacrifices working women grapple with; why there are so few women leaders in top positions today; as a woman, what to (not) do, if you want to get there; how each one of us, can make a difference. And she’s done it in simple, effective style. Do check out the video.

Some of the points that stood out for me (quotes from her talk are in black italics below).

Women face harder choices between professional success and personal fulfillment.

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What are the messages  – if you do want to stay in the workforce.

Note the if. “If you want to stay in the workforce“. The simplicity of that “if” undermines what a tough choice it is, and the cost that it comes at.

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  1. Sit at the table“.

What the data shows:

  • Women systematically underestimate their own abilities.
  • Women do not negotiate for themselves in the workforce.  57% men entering the work force negotiate their first salary. While only 7% of women do that.
  • Most importantly, men attribute their success to themselves, and women attribute it to other external factors.

Quite insightful for me. I thought that this happened only in the Indian context. Sad to know that its global. And by some quirk, I thought that it was only me. That it was just me who under estimated herself, who didn’t negotiate her salary, who thought her success is well, due to everyone’s pitching in!  It’s only lately that I’ve taken the time out to question those beliefs. Hence note the use of the past tense in the sentences above.

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Why does this matter? Boy, it matters a lot because no one gets to the corner office by sitting on the side, not at the table. And no one gets the promotion if they don’t think they deserve their success, or they don’t even understand their own success.

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Success and likability are positively correlated for men and negatively correlated for women. And everyone’s nodding, because we all know this to be true.

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We have to tell our daughters and our colleagues, we have to tell ourselves to believe we got the A, to reach for the promotion, to sit at the table. And we have to do it in a world where, for them, there are sacrifices they will make for that, even though for their brothers, there are not.

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2. Make your partner a real partner.

I’ve become convinced that we’ve made more progress in the workforce than we have in the home. The data shows this very clearly. If a woman and a man work full-time and have a child, the woman does twice the amount of housework the man does, and the woman does three times the amount of child care the man does. So she’s got three jobs or two jobs, and he’s got one.

Again note the if. “If the woman and man work full-time and have a child“.

Also note that her data is most probably from the American context. I wonder what the housework and childcare ratios would be like for India.

We have to make it as important a job — because it’s the hardest job in the world — to work inside the home for people of both genders if we’re going to even things out and let women stay in the workforce.

Bull’s eye again. This talk is about women leaders in the workforce. Not at the home front. Women have only recently begun stepping into the workforce. But they’ve been the driving force on the home front for centuries. And doing a damn good leadership job there. Yet, it doesn’t count. It just doesn’t carry as much weight that women have built and led families, communities and societies over the years and centuries. They’ve built the fabric of society and civilization as we know it today. But they haven’t built corporations!

3. Don’t leave before you leave.

Once you have a child at home, your job better be really good to go back, because it’s hard to leave that kid at home — your job needs to be challenging. It needs to be rewarding. You need to feel like you’re making a difference.

Ironically enough, when I left my job, people just assumed that I left because of my son. Even the lady who took my exit interview.  For a while, I tried to correct that perception. And then I gave up.

I left for me. My job ceased to be challenging and rewarding enough. Not because I left the table. But external circumstances – like business decisions & the projects coming in.

Sheryl hits the bulls eye. Once you have a kid at home, the job needs to be extremely rewarding and fulfilling, for you to wake up each morning and want to go to work. It has to feel worthy of the sacrifices you make.

I want my son to have a choice to contribute fully in the workforce or at home. And I want my daughter to have the choice to not just succeed, but to be liked for her accomplishments.

Amen to that!


On why I’m grateful for today

Each morning I dread the newspapers. Because I’m filled with disgust at the current state of affairs in the country. Corruption, greed and apathy at the all levels of the political set up, ruining our country, stunting our chances at growth.

I went to Lal Bagh today, wanting my son to see the flower show, how beautiful flowers can be. And came away very, very disappointed. There were more stalls than flowers. And the few flowers that were there, were withered and uncared for. It brought back memories of flower fields in San Deigo, rainbow hill after hill covered with flowers… and I felt a pang. Wishing I could whisk my son there.

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Later in the night, I switched on the TV to “Terminator Salvation”. A teenage Kyle Reese, with a barely 5 year old girl, the only Resistance ‘fighters’ in LA. 2 kids. On their own. In a war zone. Their every thought, every action, keyed in to survival.

I’ve seen this movie before. But this time around, I’m mother to a 2 year old. And my first thought as I see that scene, is OMG, what do these kids eat ?!

I know, it’s just a movie.

But those few scenes drive home a point.

I’m glad that I live in the place and times that I do.

I’m grateful that I can provide for my son. All basic creature comforts. A warm bed to sleep in at night. Clothing. Healthy, yummy food. I’m grateful that I can provide him a healthy happy childhood.

That I am provided for. That I have the luxury of being at home and playing with him. It’s both a privilege, and a luxury I’ve earned.

The very fact, that I have my child by my side today ….

So today, I am grateful. I’m grateful for where I am today. I’m grateful for what I have. And most of all, I’m grateful for who I have in my life.

I repeat my son’s favorite prayer:

Thank you God,

For Everything.


Lady, let the man handle your finances

Over the last few months at home, I’ve been working to get my finances organized – insurance, investments. Juggle stuff around a bit. Make sure all the paper work is in order and so on.

And I repeatedly run into agents who state “Please check with your husband Madam” or “Is your husband available, I can explain it to him”. Or better still, insurance agents, bank agents, MF agents – who insist on filling out the forms for me automatically putting my status as ‘housewife’, income as ‘nil’ and misc other things, without even checking with me. Just because I was at home on a weekday afternoon.

Normally, I just let the guy rant on for a while and then throw in a term or a question hinting that I’m not exactly a blank slate Mister,  can we please move ahead now.

Yesterday as I was trying to open a new demat account,  the guy filled in whatever he felt like onto the form and when I corrected him, he insisted that it did not need to be changed.  It took me a good 10 minutes to get him to “let me” correct my profession, income and nominee details! Uggh.

I’ve been handling my personal finances for years now. Yes, I’m not perfect. But I know my investment options, I know why SIPs are good for you; why you plain old term insurance is way better than ULIPs; and the importance of having your nominees listed, and your will made.

Understanding Personal Finance and managing my money, have nothing to do with my gender.

Or so I thought.

Until I encountered some nice, modern, broadminded folks (men and women) who think otherwise. ‘The women need not know such details. It’s always better to let the men of the family handle the finances”.

To say that I found this quite shocking, is an understatement. And its been rattling about in my head since.

I’d really like to hear what others have to say about it. What do YOU feel?  Can/ Should women handle their own finances? And er, should they even be allowed to??

 

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These are a few of my favourite things: Creating

There’s just something about this song aint it? That takes you back in time. It’s like being 16 again. Seeing the world, and myself afresh. Except, I now have the experience and wisdom of all the years after the 16th.

Over the next few posts, I’m going to capture some of my favorite things. Do take a minute and share with me – what are a some of your favorite things.

1. I love creating.

Crafts. Paintings. Code. Software. Products. Meals. Business.

It’s a recurring theme. I love creating beautiful things. From scratch. Or from random, seemingly unrelated assortment of stuff. I love pulling it all together to form a complete piece.

I do that in my crafts. Making wall pieces from random wedding invites; making flowers from almost anything; creating a wall mural with just crayon and pencil; glass paintings, bottles made into vases, glasses made into elegant candles – endless list.

I do that in my cooking. Some of my most appreciated dishes are random concoctions that I just ‘threw together’. I start cooking with a vague idea of what I want to make; and then along the way I mix in ingredients, spices that I think will go along well. Jambalaya rice, un-named soups, pasta combinations, desi burritos  & quesadillas – I’m great at creating yumminess from random spices, veggies and left overs. Even if I say so myself ;)

I do that at work. In my code. In the bugs that I fix. I can easily dig into SW I havent seen before, figure things out and fix them. (or maybe that’s a tribute to the guys who wrote the code in the first place – they wrote it so well ;)

Setting up GameZen – the lounge. Got a real kick from seeing that empty huge hall come alive, just the way we’d pictured. To pull everything together from an image in our minds, to a real live kicking lounge that draws a deep appreciative sigh from everyone who walks in.

Call it a personality trait if you will. I see this coming through in smaller ways in everyday chores. That’s the beauty of it. Who you are, expresses itself in so many ways.

Care to share? Tell me one characteristic, one recurring theme you enjoy so much, that you find it shows up in all areas of your life.

 


Tired of being SuperWoman? Then why dont you just quit?

[Chosen for Blog Adda's Jan 18th Tangy Tuesday Picks! ]

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[Provoked by some women who're constantly complaining, the absconding maids, and a very astutehusband. Also Starry's thought provoking post]

Yet again, SuperWoman saves the day!

There’s dust almost everywhere. You wish you hadnt bought dark furniture. ALL the dishes you own are piled up in the sink. The floors havent been mopped in days. And you can identify stains from each of the games the kids played. The maids havent turned up for days. The substitute cook says she can come in only at 5:30 am, yes am, or not at all. She doesnt have any other time slot. The laundry has started changing color and disseminating smells that thankfully only you notice. The men of the house are impervious to such things. Throw in a coupla important meetings at work, a project deadline, and day care has a day off due to one of the many national holidays – which your company has decided to pass up on. And of course the spouse’s work is such that he cannot take the day off. Or miss those after office conference calls. Or take the family out to dinner.

So what do you do?

Roll up your sleeves, brace yourself, and plough into the job. Prioritize, juggle and just keep going at it. One at a time. Goading yourself on. What to do, you only have to do it. . After all, maids are unreliable; the spouse is busy at office, and YOU HAVE TO TAKE CARE OF EVERYTHING. After all, YOU cant stand a messy house. YOU want to feed the kids nutritious food. YOU want to plan out ‘educational’ activities to keep them occupied. YOU also want to complete that project at work, coz  you’re a responsible high performer at work.

Does this sound like YOU?

How often? Every other day? or everyday?

Feel you’re being pushed to the limit? That everyone “expects” you to? That you’re constantly being forced to be Superwoman?

Well, think again lady.

Who asked you to be superwoman?!?

Who? Who? Who?

And just because they (or you) asked, doesnt mean you have to? You do have the freedom to say no. To say that we’ll order in coz there’s no cook. Or get a dabba wala. Or use paper plates and cups coz the other ones are all in the sink. Or ignore the dust. Or ask the spouse to make time to do the laundry. Or better still, hand over complete responsibility for it.

YOU HAVE OTHER CHOICES.

No one’s forcing you. But yourself.

You are not indispensable. If you dont do XYZ, the spouse, the kids, will manage. Just fine. Yes, their clothes may not be washed and starched and ironed the way you like to; the food may not meet your exacting standards; the house may not be spic and span. But 5 years later, will any of it matter? What will last though, is your frustration. And your family’s. When you constantly try to be Superwoman.

The only real challenge is ‘letting go’. Letting go of the need to be Superwoman.

Learning to live easy. Learning to really prioritize.

And you’ll get your life back.

The big question for you to answer is : Are you ready to let go of being SuperWoman ?


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