Saturday, 14 February 2026

The Year That Changed Everything

Last year, I made one of the most difficult decisions of my life.

After spending over two decades in IT, holding a well-paid leadership role, financial stability, global exposure, and the comfort of a predictable salary, I chose to walk away. Not because I was forced to. Not because I didn’t have options. But because somewhere deep inside, I knew comfort was slowly replacing courage.

And I didn’t want to live with the regret of “What if?”

Quitting a stable, high-paying job is romantic in theory. In reality, it is terrifying.

The first few weeks felt empowering. Freedom. Control. No reporting lines. No corporate politics. No late-night escalation calls. But soon, the silence of a fixed monthly credit hitting your bank account disappears and reality sets in.

For the first time in 20+ years, there was no guaranteed income.

I made a conscious decision not to look for another job. That was the hardest part. I could have easily moved to another role. My experience, network, and credentials would have made it possible. But I didn’t want another job. I wanted ownership. I wanted to build something that was mine. Something that could outlive designations and corporate titles.

So, I focused entirely on building my own company.

The year that followed was not glamorous.

There were sleepless nights, not because of deadlines, but because of doubt.
There were weeks when expenses felt heavier than ambition.
There were moments when I questioned myself: “Did I make a mistake?”

The emotional swings were brutal. One day you feel unstoppable; the other day you feel exposed. Entrepreneurship has no appraisal cycle, no HR reassurance, no structured roadmap. It tests your patience, your ego, your resilience.

The ups and downs weren't just professional they were deeply personal. I said no to friends. I watched others move forward in their careers while I was rebuilding from zero. Every small win was hard-earned, and every setback felt magnified in the silence of doing this alone.

There were personal sacrifices too.

Time away from comfort. Tight control over spending. Saying no to things I would have easily afforded earlier. Missing social events because the mind was elsewhere, building, planning, recalibrating.

More than money, it test’s identity.

When you leave a big title behind, you also leave behind the validation that comes with it. Suddenly, you’re just you no corporate badge, no hierarchy, no team applauding a presentation. You have to build belief from scratch.

But here’s what I learned:

Pain is experience.

Every setback forced me to sharpen my thinking. Every slow month made me more disciplined. I became leaner, sharper, more aware of risk, and more decisive.

Gradually, momentum built. What looked uncertain started stabilizing. What felt like chaos started forming patterns. Relationships deepened. Revenue became more predictable. Confidence returned not the corporate one, but a new one rooted in self-reliance.

And then, it paid off.

Not just financially, but mentally too. The satisfaction of building something from zero, of surviving without a safety net, of proving to yourself that you can operate outside structured systems that changes you.

I didn’t just survive the year.

I grew stronger because of it.

The journey required perseverance. It required swallowing pride. It required learning new skills at an age where most people prefer stability. It required staying committed when shortcuts were available.

Most importantly, it required faith in myself.

The one thing that this year taught me was:

Security is not a salary.
Security is the ability to rebuild.

And once you realize that, fear loses its grip.

I remind myself every day:

खुदी को कर बुलंद इतना कि हर तक़दीर से पहले,

ख़ुदा बंदे से ख़ुद पूछे, बता तेरी रज़ा क्या है?

To anyone considering taking a leap just know that it will test you. But if your belief is stronger than your fear, the results eventually follow.

Today, I can say, it was worth it.

What started as an idea is now real. Proud to announce and continue building:

Welcome to Dravyam Technology my first endeavour as an entrepreneur.

The journey is just beginning. 🚀

Grateful for everyone who stood by me through the uncertain days.

Onward. 🚀

 

 



 

Monday, 27 June 2016

Weekly Blog @ Barclays

Wow, time flies, its being a long time that I have actually written something..
Few decisions change your life entirely; joining Barclay's was one of them for me!!

I joined Barclays in mid-2008 when bank was settling down in India, and was amongst the first few hundreds. Having worked with service industry for more the 6 years intention was to see the other side of the world, being a client…

8 years of journey with Barclays was fantastic with loads of learning. I was the first person in Windows AD team (now oldest after John Wallis left) and I really feel proud the way this team has shaped up over the years and become landmark in technology arm of the bank.
I am lucky enough that I am always encircled with some of the great people in the industry and especially within Barclays.

I have seen lots of swings in these years and the transformation of this team into a capability is commendable. I always admire incredible passion, hard work and contribution in changing the Mortgages landscape across the bank.

I won’t drone on at the necessary length about how great an experience it has been, you all have your own special memories, I am sure.

Life keeps us so engrossed in our daily ventures that it hard to do justice to all roles we play in life. As far as I am concerned yeah… multiple; a son, a father and yes a husband…

Day begins and ends up in corporate world as they say but yes home is place where I live another world. I make tea early morning that’s the only thing I am allowed, coz with respect to cooking I make a mess and am requested not to make, but yes jokes apart I love eating( cooking is way behind).
I come from a Maharashtrian family from Konkan. My father, a motor mechanic by profession but love towards agriculture made him a homemaker and bread earner both as I never saw my dad going to office but to farms doing all the hard work.

My childhood was fun as I was bought up in village where competition was not like we have today. Studying well was the only criteria. But my mother always dreamt that her children should always be best, and hold a respectable position in society so I’ve had a lot of pastings from her if I had not studied. And that’s how I became an engineer. As I struggled to what I
am today life has shown me lot of ups and downs but yes so far the journey has been good.
In my school time I use to do commentary for cricket matches and sometimes thought of making a career in it, but then I realized Harsha Bhogle and Richie Benaud had already taken away this job, left with no choice in this cruel world doing IT Project management.
I believe the ultimate end of education is to find a good life partner, I found the same in Prachi, a lawyer by profession and backbone of my family. It was my dream to marry non IT girl to have peaceful life outside office as I have seen few of my friends (IT couple) talking QC ids and MIMs instead of enjoying life on weekends.

The legacy of IT has rooted in “ Gore’s” next generation as my son Varad a 7 year old, a computer savvy kid, learning Java and designing his first mobile app (will be on play store end of this year) …its Java vs dot net war at my home - after all I am still loyal to Microsoft .
My second kid, Ojas 18 months old also following the same track, now he knows how to open You Tube and play his nursery rhymes, you can now imagine how my weekend goes managing unavoidable

Children teach you so many things; my elder son always pampers me ( yeah other way round in my house); when he is happy or I have achieved any award or I am angry with him or be it my birthday there’s always a card on my table at home with lot of expressions. I realized its means a lot when we send “Thank you “card to someone, be it in office or outside, isn’t it?

My hobbies make me travel, read books and debate on current affairs (mainly politics) and I always believe excellence is a series of hard work.

I think this is enough for an opening blog, will keep on unfolding secrets of MAD house in the second edition!

P.s . I haven’t pasted family snap expecting you all visit my FB page and hit like, trust I keep on posting creative stuff there as well.

World is simple place to live and we humans make it complicated, snap below is a classic (guess the location??)

Happy Weekend,


Disclaimer : Being an engineer and having a tendency to get things done at last minute, this blog was jotted only few hours before it rolled out, so please excuse on free flowing format and typos.

Monday, 11 May 2015

Jab We Met

Let’s Do the Time Warp Again


Look like this is the year of get togethers & marriages. Even I haven't unfolded half of the calendar, I have already witnessed 3 reunions and couple of marriages.
Whilst the first two were very casual, the last one was a gem, reunion of my 10th class with the theme "Punha Ekda Shalet" meaning let’s go back to school again...

I was excited when the reunion was first announced. I amaze how people on Facebook & What’s app had reconnected in such a positive affirming way, and thats really inspiring. Class council has the most difficult task of finding out golden oldies of the class... It's 21 year that were passed.

Jab We Met.


I must admit that as the time for going got closer and closer, I became quite nervous as well as exited. I was very ordinary student during my high school and always hate going to school. I moved from my hometown/school 18 years back, and there was no reason for me to return. Would I fit in?

The “The” day arrived. 10th May, what a choice Mothers day! I wake up early just like those schooling days where I used to leave home at 6:45am on my BSA SLR.

My day usually start & ends with blackberry, I had to go through 200 odd email everyday but today was an exception,different and most exiting. My mother prepared nice breakfast “Ghavne Usal” for me and my brother and neighbors were greeting me. Thanks to one of my class mate, Abhishek who has published a post in yesterday’s newspaper about event and other aspect of gathering which set the tone of the event.

I reached school at 9:30 am sharp. As soon as I entered school premises time machine triggered and it took me back in 1993-94. I was just looking at campus, my class and other things which I admire most during those day, so many changes. I entered my class, warm welcomed by huge round of applause. I felt like "I am in heaven". Next 60 mins were simply on chatting, laughing, and catching up. I was struck by how some people hadn't changed at all, others had. Or maybe it’s just my perception that’s been altered by time, distance, and maturity

School council had planned this event to perfection starting from arranging “Turban” to end of day meals. I felt it was like a true family function, amount of efforts spent in preparation by council was commendable.

The class started at 10:30 am with roll call from our beloved class teacher followed by condolence messages to lost ones and various speeches from teachers and students on their schooling days.

We headed in the second half of the day where lunch and refreshment were arranged by school council in one of big coconut garden outside city. The food was mouthwatering and council was ensuring everyone enjoy the event at best. Also this was an opportunity for those who wish to interact with teachers and classmates casually.

One of the most touching moments of the evening was discussing last 21 years with your classmates. All in all, it was a wonderful evening which is coming to an end.

Icing on the cake was most of the teachers and students where present, participated and that made the event as grand success.

I missed “Happy hours” and grape wine ways which was the climax..

I could write more and more, but I think this post is long enough

Time fly bye..


Takeaways


In my view this reunion was great example of unity, respect to our society and promise to carry legacy to next generation. I discovered our class has footprint everywhere (from politician to journalist, you name it we have it) which is legendary, it just we need to connect those dots to make a unbreakable net for our next generation.

Yes, structures, landscapes and people change; but special friendships and memories are never destroyed.









Sunday, 1 January 2012

Happy New Year 2012

I have decided to start my own blog this year. I will keep posting anything /everything which is useful /informative and important.