This article is written by Sudha the wife of the Chairman (Murthy) of the largest IT Company INFOSYSin India.
(Infosys is a multi billion company now) Murthy & his wife are famous for their simplicity!! Article is simply humbling & too inspiring!!
AUTHOR AND WIFE OF INFOSYS CHAIRMAN NARAYANA MURTHY, TELLS THE STORY OF HOW INFOSYS WAS BORN AND HOW HER LIFE HAS CHANGED…YET REMAINED VERY MUCH THE SAME
I was in Pune when I met Narayana Murthy through my friend Prasanna, who is now the Wipro chief, who was also training in Telco. Murthy was shy, bespectacled and an introvert. When he invited us for dinner, I was a bit taken aback… I refused since I was the only girl in the group. But Murthy was relentless and we all decided to meet or dinner the next day at at Green Fields Hotel on Pune’s
The next day, I went there at seven since I had to go to the tailor near the hotel. And what do I see? Mr Murthy waiting in front of the hotel and it was only seven.
Till today, Murthy maintains that I had mentioned (consciously!) that I would be going to the tailor at seven, so that I could meet him… And I
maintain that I did not say any such thing, consciously or subconsciously, because I did not think of Murthy as anything other than a friend at that stage. We have agreed to disagree on this matter. Soon, we became friends. Our conversations were filled with Murthy’s experiences abroad and the books that he had read. My friends insisted that Murthy was trying to impress me because he was interested in me. I kept denying it till one day,after dinner, Murthy said, I want to tell you something. I knew this was it. It was coming. He said, I am 5′4″ tall. I come from a lower middleclass family. I can never become rich. You are beautiful, bright, intelligent and you can get anyone you want. But will you marry me?
I asked him to give me some time…
When I went to Hubli, I told my parents about Murthy and his proposal. My mother was positive since Murthy was also from Karnataka, seemed
intelligent and came from a good family. But my father asked: What’s his job, his salary, his qualifications, etc? Murthy was working as a research assistant and earning less than me. He was willing to go Dutch with me on our outings.
My parents agreed to meet him in Pune on a particular day at sharp. Murthy did not turn up. How can I trust a man to take care of my daughter if he cannot keep an appointment, asked my father. At , Murthy turned up in a bright red shirt! He had gone on work to
Father was unimpressed. He asked Murthy what he wanted to become in life. Murthy said he wanted to become a politician in the Communist Party and wanted to open an orphanage. My father gave his verdict. No. I don’t want my daughter to marry somebody who wants to become a communist and then open an orphanage when he himself doesn’t have money to support his family…
By this time, I realised I had developed a liking towards Murthy, which could only be termed as love. I wanted to marry him because he was an
honest man. I promised my father that I would not marry Murthy without his blessings, though at the same time, I would not marry anybody else. My father said he would agree if Murthy promised to take up a steady job. But Murthy refused, saying he would not do things in life because somebody wanted him to. I was caught between the two most important people in my life. The stalemate continued for three years, during which our courtship took us to every restaurant and cinema hall in Pune. Murthy was always broke. (Ironically, today, he manages Infosys Technologies Ltd, one of the world’s most reputed companies.) He always owed me money. We used to go for dinner and he would say, I don t have money with me, you pay my share, will return it to you later. For three years, I maintained a book of Murthy’s debts to me. No, he never returned the money and I finally tore it up after our wedding. The amount was a little over Rs 4,000.
During this period, Murthy quit his job as a research assistant and started his own software business… Towards the late’70s computers were entering
My father gave in as he was happy Murthy had a decent job, now. We were married in Murthy’s house in
In 1981, Murthy wanted to start Infosys. Initially, I was very apprehensive about him getting into business. We were living a comfortable life in
Murthy and his six colleagues started Infosys in 1981.In 1982, I left Telco and moved to Pune with Murthy. We bought a small house on loan, which also became the Infosys office. I was a clerk-cum-cook- cum-programmer. I also took up a job as Senior Systems Analyst with the Walchand group of Industries to support the house.
In’83, Infosys got their first client, MICO, in
my second child, Rohan. Ten days after my son was born, Murthy left for the
Murthy made it very clear that it would either be me or him working at Infosys. Never the two of us together. He did not want a husband and wife team at Infosys. I was shocked since I had the relevant experience and technical qualifications. He said, Sudha if you want to work with Infosys, I will withdraw, happily I was pained to know that I would not be involved in the company my husband was building and that I would have to give up a job that I was qualified to do and loved doing… Then, I realised that to make Infosys a success, one had to give 100 per cent. One had to be focused on it alone, with no other distractions. If the two of us had to give 100per cent to Infosys, what would happen to our home and our children? I opted to be a homemaker; after all, Infosys was Murthy’s dream. It was a big sacrifice, but it was one that had to be made. Even today, Murthy says,Sudha, I stepped on your career to make mine. You are responsible for my success. I might have given up my career for my husband’s sake, but that does not make me a doormat… Isn’t freedom about living your life the way you want it? What is right for one person might be wrong for another. It is up to the individual to make a choice that is effective in her life. I believe that when a woman gives up her right to choose for herself, that is when she crosses over from being an individual to a doormat.
Murthy’s dreams encompassed not only himself, but a generation of people. It was about creating something worthy, exemplary and honourable. It was about creation and distribution of wealth. His dreams were grander than my career plans, in all aspects. So, when I had to choose between Murthy’s career and mine, I opted for what I thought was the right choice. We had a home and two little children. Somebody had to take care of it all. Somebody had to stay behind to create a home base that would be fertile for healthy growth, happiness, and more dreams to dream. I became that somebody willingly I can confidently say that if I had had a dream like Infosys,Murthy would have given me his unstinted support. The roles would have been reversed. We are not bound by the archaic rules of marriage. He does not intrude into my time, especially when I am writing my novels. He does not interfere in my work at the Infosys Foundation and I don’t interfere with the running of Infosys.
I teach computer science to MBA and MCA students at
The greatest difficulty in having money is to teach your children its value… Bringing up children in a moneyed atmosphere is a difficult task.
Even today, I think twice if I have to spend Rs 10 on an auto when I can walk to my house. I cannot expect my children to do the same. They have seen money from the time they were born. But we can lead by example. When they see Murthy wash his own plate after eating and clean the two toilets in the house every day, they realise that no work is demeaning, irrespective of how rich you are. This doesn’t mean we expect our children to live an austere life. My children buy what they want, go where they want, but they have to follow certain rules. They have to show me bills for whatever they buy: My daughter can buy five new outfits, but she has to give away five old ones. My son can go out with his friends for lunch or dinner, but we discourage him from going to a five star hotel.Or we accompany him. My children haven’t given me any heartbreak. My daughter is studying abroad, my son in
They don’t want to be recognised and appreciated because of their father or me, but for themselves.
I don’t feel guilty about having money, for we have worked hard for it. But I don’t feel comfortable flaunting it. It is a conscious decision on
our part to live a simple, so-called middle class life. We live in the same two-bedroom, sparsely furnished house we lived in before Infosys became a success. Our only extravagance is buying books and CDs. My house has no lockers for I have no jewels. I wear a pair of stone earrings which I bought in
Five years ago, I went to Kashi, where tradition demands that you give something up. I gave up shopping. Since then, I haven’t bought myself a
sari or gone shopping. I don’t carry a purse and neither does Murthy, most of the time. I borrow money from my secretary or my driver if I need cash.
They know my habit, so they always carry extra cash with them. But I settle the accounts every evening. Murthy and I are very comfortable with our lifestyle and we don’t see the need to change it now that we have money.
Murthy and I are two opposites that complement each other. Murthy is sensitive and romantic in his own way. He always gifts me books addressed ‘From Me to You. Or’To the person I most admire, etc. We both love books. I am an extrovert and he is an introvert. I love watching movies and listening to classical music. Murthy loves listening to English classical music. I go out for movies with my students and secretary every other week.
I am still young at heart. I really enjoyed watching ‘Kaho Na Pyaar Hai’; I’m a Hrithik Roshan fan. It has been more than 20 years since Murthy
and I went for a movie. My daughter once gave us a surprise by booking tickets for ‘Titanic’. Since I had a prior engagement that day, Murthy went for the movie with his secretary Pandu. I love travelling, whereas Murthy loves spending time at home. Friends come and go with the share prices. Even in my dreams, I did not expect Infosys to grow the way it has. After Infosys went public in 1993, we became what people would call rich, moneyed people. Suddenly, you see and hear about so much money: people talk about you. It was all new to me. Have I lost my identity as a woman, in Murthy’s shadow? No, I might be Mrs Narayana Murthy. I might be Akshata and Rohan’s mother. I might be the
trustee of Infosys Foundation. But I am still Sudha. Like all women, I play different roles. That doesn’t mean we don’t have our own identity.
Women have that extra quality of adaptability and learn to fit into different shoes. But we are our own selves still. And we have to exact our
freedom by making the right choices in our lives, dictated by us and not by the world
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