Mode C is as much for Calvin as it is for Chaos, as much for Cool as it is for Cold, as much for Class as it is for Crass.

Mode C is a way of life, the Calvin way of life which I am so fascinated by as to keep trying to make it my own way of life. But what exactly is Calvin's way of life, you ask...and I say that there are no clear answers to this one.

I strongly believe, however, that almost all the seriously critical fundamental concepts of life, they are just the bogies under Calvin's bed that he is afraid of. Everyhting else...Miss Wormwood, Susie, Mom and Dad, and of course above all, Hobbes...aren't they all merely the means that he uses to attack these bogies?

It is nothing, therefore, but the perspective of each of these players on the stage of Calvin's dramatic life that helps him fight these bogies and move on in his own unique way...listening to all but doing only what finally makes sense to his own individuality. This is what comes closest, I guess, to the Calvin way of leading one's life...

Showing posts with label Private Banking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Private Banking. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Private Banking: Emergence and Growth

The Private Banking industry started out with the Swiss bankers in their immaculate black suits suitcase carrying avatar purposefully striding towards their destination. The element of secrecy and privacy associated with Swiss bank accounts became popular worldwide and even got into places like Bollywood movies (imagine something as remote as that recognizing their existence). As time passed, the Private Banker changed to being more than just a secret hideaway for the moolah that you want to become invisible for all practical purposes.

The Private Banker was already a friend of the client owing to the secrecy, and as a result, trust involved in the entire transaction between the two. This trust, as it expanded its reach, was now used by the Private Banker to act as not just the store house but also the advisor for the clients' wealth and thus was added the role of Wealth Manager to a Private Banker's profile. The aim of Wealth Managers was to not just protect but also manage and enhance the wealth of clients who could not afford the time, effort, or competence required to do it themselves. As global commercial banks got wind of the enormous potential of this market segment, you could see the bursting on the scene of large private banks like UBS, Goldman, and Lehman who wanted to get their share of the pie.

It was, however, difficult to wean away the client from the stronghold of existing Private Bankers because of the years of relationship that they had cultivated with the client. This led the large banks resorting to what they knew best, spending money. They built the most sophisticated of systems, got in the latest of technology, gave away the most exclusive and expensive of freebies, hired the best of managers (often from the same community that their clients belonged to), and in total, elevated Private Banking to an elite platform not seen before. Private Bankers, already part of a distinguished tribe, started getting treated all the more with kid gloves, what with the talent required to mix with the rich and busy being very rare and cultivation of the same not that simple.

As the concept of Private Banking accompanied by Wealth Management gained credence worldwide, it was not without its share of hiccups and showstoppers. Educating the customer was the biggest hurdle that the business faced and with different countries managing money differently, it was not a single stick formula that could work. What, however, went to the advantage of the early Wealth Managers and Private Bankers was that their initial target audience in Western Europe and the USA had fabrics of a common culture. With inherited wealth being the most common source of the riches in these countries, it was easy to build your proposition around the same.

The difficult part came in when the new age professional who believed in the equivalent of the Great American dream came about on the global stage and started demanding much more than the frills that the Private Bankers had got accustomed to pacifying the clients with. They wanted research, they needed financial planning, they needed a focused investment process which was scientific, logical and aligned to what they wanted to do in life. Technology in Private Banking got a new lease of life, more and more MBAs started getting hired, and concepts of Financial Planning, Portfolio Management, and investment theory started getting due importance.

However, till the time it was manageable, such theory was used as sparingly as possible with more form than substance. This was because the Private Bankers themselves had been relying on their gut and instinct in doing things like judging the client's profile, the market's risks, and thus the decisions as to the management and deployment to investments of the clients' wealth was more intuitive than guided by any scientific process. However, with demand growing for something more than just guesswork, Private Banks moved swiftly to processes and research and theory...and then came the disillusionment. Was theory perfect...Wasn't there enough and more scope for the instinct in a market that is not completely efficient and was guided at times by the investor psychology and other forces external to the market. The final transformation, as I write these lines, goes on even today and even in the most developed of markets as debates continue on the efficacy of theories alone and possibilities of scientifically and systematically combining logic with intuition.

India was, as in many other things, a late starter in this field. The traditional method of protecting and preserving money was gold which was stashed away below the bed, under the backyard, beneath the banyan tree. As India became more aware of the use that money could be put to, people started using banks and post offices (enormous contributors to the emergence of savings in India) for fixed deposits typically timed to meet one or more of their life goals...financial planning in its immature infancy. Finally, as the late 80s and early 90s dawned and the Indian economy started opening up, people got their first flavor of the equity markets. As with anything new that comes in the hand of the uninformed, it was a mess to start with. Brokers and NBFCs and scams galore led to consolidation amongst market players and emergence of market regulators that hampered even legitimate activities that could have resulted in faster progress of the Indian financial services industry. Bad taste due to some intelligent scavengers led to tightening of the clamps to an extent that what got done in those unregulated days got done and whoever was slower off the trigger is still waiting.

Private Banks in India are few and far between particularly because the licenses were granted in the golden days for entities to act as Private Banks but as each broker and NBFC started advising the client to invest in each and every security without any bias except money that it made for the advisor, things started getting bad. The emergence of Private Banking in India, therefore, was restricted by not just the regulators but also the equity broking mindset that the Private Bankers started with. With exposure to other asset classes never considered to be under the purview, there was no comprehensive Wealth Management ever. What this did was to delay the arrival of the phase where theory could gain precedence over instinct and consequently the phase where a combination of the two could be sought.

In the current format, Private Bankers in India exist in many garbs, that of a Private Bank (very few), a commercial bank (most of them), equity brokers / portfolio managers (advising on some but not all additional assets apart from equity), or chartered accountants (preferred mostly by the typical lala running a small business that he knows the pulse of but hardly knows the spelling of finance). The advice that these Private Bankers provide their clients is guided by instinct and there is hardly any process that is followed to draw and implement any financial plan for the clients. Even the foreign players that have entered India in the recent past have drawn from Indian companies (essentially in the equity broking industry) and deal with Indian clients with locally doctored mindsets and have thus been unable to bring in the processes that they use with much success globally.

The Indian rich therefore is a poorly served customer today and the unfortunate part is that he does not understand the same and thus does not realize the need for change. The fortunate part, however, is that with global distances shrinking and the exposure that India's neo-entrepreneurs have achieved, they are demanding stuff that promises to expose a lot of frailties of the Indian Private Banks and drastically change a lot of others. New competencies are being sought of the employees of Private Banks with business schools adding courses on Wealth Management (I was just pointed out an advertisement for a chair in Wealth Management at ISB, the other day). Technology and processes are slowly finding their way into the psyche and operations of Private Bankers and they are moving to the retail format (as some of them like to call the introduction of "stifling" processes). With markets behaving the way they are and the customer getting more demanding, there does not seem to be any other recourse and the employees and management will understand it sooner rather than later if they are to survive in a market that is fast on tract to maturity.

India has traditionally seen things move with an extremely fast pace in recent times and in areas where we have lagged behind the developed world by decades, we have caught on and even gone a step ahead in a matter of years. So don't be surprised if Indian Private Banks not only get the systems in place but also find a solution to combining the same with pure gut before the rest of the world can realize what has happened. As India enters into the 61st year of its independence, let this be one more way in which our fantastically vibrant country proves itself to the world.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Top of the mind

The Indian Premier League is currently enjoying a very enviable top of mind recall, and perhaps deservedly so. Even though a lot of people had anticipated the IPL to be one rocking extravaganza, the "Manoranjan ka Baap" (do catch the ad if you haven't already) was a pleasant addition. With perhaps the most potent combination of cricket and movies that is possible in this country, the IPL is fast on its way to become a path breaker and a trendsetter. Comparing it to its poorer cousin, ICL seems such a shame now, given the remarkably comprehensive way in which IPL has emerged victorious, be it in terms of star power, money, facilities involved to things as simple as graphics, advertisements, side shows (remember the Akshay Kumar stunts in Delhi?). 

Apart from IPL, the other thing that has been keeping me occupied is my 'gareebkhana'. Thanks to Priya, the place is looking so much better and livable now. We have got the bean bags, an artificial fountain, a whole lot of kitchenware, and of course with the maid having started coming in, the overall appearance of the place is so very neat and clean. In fact, on Sunday, as the last few hours of the three day vacation were coming to pass, I had this inexplicable feeling of contentment at having finally managed to stay in a kind of place and in a kind of style that I always wanted to. Of course, it would have been great if I could have managed it in Delhi, but even if the new salary here in Bombay allows me this lifestyle, I shall be grateful.

At work, it is productivity that we have been talking about. In fact, it is a very interesting and debatable issue as to what is a good metric for productivity. If and once you are able to decide on this metric, do you have the systems required to measure that metric, or before that, to even record accurately the inputs required to measure that metric. For me, it has been a little difficult and yet extremely interesting to come to terms with this search for this metric, with the system lacking any substance at all, and the metric's visibility being almost non-existent. I also look at this entire exercise with a lot of interest because I have been at the other side of things so far, responsible for breaking all the rules and being, more or less, part of the reason why this metric is being considered in the first place.

In fact, this has led me to a difficult situation with my friends and colleagues working in the position I used to work for. I am, now, on the other side of the table, doing things that they would hate, imposing restriction, rules, and unreasonable-sounding requests that I would have as vociferously opposed as idiosyncrasies of the management. This, however, is part of what I have chosen for myself so I guess I will have to live with it. It will not be easy, of course, because with time, what is right now just good natured banter and teasing might take the form of talking behind my back or open criticism.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

A new update from a new city

There has been a lot happening around me that I should have written about but I guess I have been just plain lazy. It is difficult to put pen to paper, or finger to key when you are engrossed with so much else that is going on in your life.

For starters, it has been nearly two weeks since I have permanently moved to Mumbai. As if that was not an event enough, I decided to follow it up with changing my role from that of a Relationship Manager for High Net Worth Clients, who I used to advise on their investments. Going forward, I shall not be doing anything of the sort. Instead, I am supposedly going to be working with the business head of he wealth management unit of my company.

The work that I need to do, however, is not really very well-defined. Even though I am supposedly going to be involved in the overall strategy of the firm, as per the job description doled out to me, I always believed that I will be required to work as a floater. Having come here and spent more than just a couple of late nights in office, I think I can say with fair bit of certainty that my job details are pretty uncertain.

Right from trying to improve productivity in a tough year, to working towards some new businesses that the firm is launching, to some very mundane stuff like preparing excel formats for various purposes, there is quite a bit of variety in life. The good thing about this variety is that it keeps me on my toes almost all the time and that I do not get those pangs of boredom that I was so susceptible to, in my previous role which offered me the luxury to relax and not do anything, every now and then.

The bad thing about this job, however, is that it takes me far away from much of human contact. Since this is more of a brains rather than mouth kind of a job, I do not get to interact too much with people, either internal or external, which is something I had not anticipated or factored in and therefore, terribly miss. The change of location has not helped, either, since it is now a new set of people at work with whom I can't even have cordial, meaningless, unrelated-to-work banter without some amount of effort.

Since it has always been difficult for me to put in that effort, I , more often than not, remain at my desk, at times doing something I am engrossed in and at others, just plainly gazing across the window towards the sea, whose view my seat so graciously provides.

It has been just a few days here, and there are so many things that one still needs to understand about the job and people here that it is quite unnerving at times. But herein lies the opportunity, and I am sure of it, to shape a career. It will be left, however, completely to my own resourcefulness and ingenuity to identify and capitalize on the opportunities before they get out of my grasp.

Amongst other stuff, I visited Singapore with my family (parents and sister) on my first offshore trip paid by my own money. The experience was very nice, and doubly so because I had the good fortune of being able to enjoy the company of my family on this vacation. Following it up was this felicitation in Goa organized by the company for some top performers in a certain category. I took Papa along but had not really anticipated how much he will like it and neither did I anticipate the positive feedback that I received from peers and colleagues who liked the novelty behind the idea of taking your parent along to a place like Goa. Novelty? Coming from a culture as rooted to the family concept as India's, that did come in as a surprise factor.

Well, I have finally moved in to a well built and well provided for place that I can call home for the time being. This place is in Santa Cruz, a 2 BHK, furnished house where I have moved in with Priya, my sister. It is still early days and even my stuff has not reached me from Delhi but first impressions seem quite favorable as the house is fast on its way to being called home.

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

A quickie for a change!

Now this one has been real quick. Considering the gaps between posts for the last five-six odd ones, it must be surprising for whoever still passes by this place to find yet another post. But here it is, yet another episode in my not-too-interesting-but-still-eventful life.

Apart from work, things have been very dynamic in the past few weeks. My flatmate Niranjan has decided to move out to Bombay and join Adventity, leaving me behind with a 3 bedroom flat, and a monthly expense of Rs. 10200, which shall no longer be shared by two as it used to be. Things, however, started coming back to the black from the red when I decided to put up some advertisements (one of them on this blog) looking for a flatmate.

I got three replies to the advertisement, one of them from my batch mate Vineet. A couple of other people also came to see the flat in addition to Vineet but I got the impression that none of them were too impressed with the location of my flat. I did want to go for Vineet, of course, because even though I do not know him well, he is still a batch mate and I have seen him off and on for two years and have at least some idea of what to expect.

The twist in the tale came when Aditya got his visa refused and decided to (or was forced to) stay in India for at least another two months. The question now was whether I wanted to be good to my word to Vineet or was inclined towards staying with Aditya, whom I have come to know pretty well over the last two years. A difficult choice, in deed (also considering that Aditya's stay in India was going to be only temporary), but in the end something that presented a simple enough solution. The three of us have decided to move in together to some place in South Delhi that Vineet has taken the onus of finding for us. The only things that concern me are the size of the flat (since South Delhi is anyway so expensive and since I do want a big enough flat to accommodate guests) and the avilability of facilities like parking, and uninterrupted water, power, and internet. Probably asking for too much but still hoping to get most of it.

So much about the boring story of my life at home. At work, things are much more in the flux, with dynamically changing (always increasing :-( ) targets and new people to meet every day. The markets keep moving up and it is very interesting to note how the investors are still as scared to invest at these market levels as they were at the bottom levels of nearly 9000. It just goes on to show that any extreme is very uncomfortable for players in a field where one small mistake may cost lakhs of rupees. Despite the psychologically interesting and observable fact that I just mentioned, it does pose serious problems for investment advisors like me whose targets depend on being able to convince people to plough in the moolah and keep ploughing it in, come whatever may.

Saturday, July 22, 2006

Continuing from where I left!

The journey never seems to stop but there are so many stoppages en route that at times, it becomes very difficult to maintain the same continuity from one destination to other. While there was a time when I used to think, write, and act in a routine manner, life currently has stopped giving me the same privileges. It has become increasingly difficult to really reflect about anything. Memory seems to have lost the knack of keeping things in limbo for at least as long as there is time to analyze them for whatever physiological gains one might think of.

In fact, even the previous blog post that I wrote here seems so very jarring as I go through it, now that I am writing this one. A clear case of trying to re-create a broken habit is very much evident. The spelling and grammar notwithstanding, even the flow is not the same. The same looks so true of life for me, currently. Full of meeting people, trying to profile the huge number of HNIs in Delhi to scope out further meetings, following up on whatever was discussed in the meeting, a different sort of coninuum is setting in.

Classes on campus, even seminars like the one going on at IIMK right now (http://www.aims-iimk.com), were a part of life not so long ago, a different flow that used to be much more juicy (at least for some readers of this blog). It is not to say that there is no juice in office but as is obvious, any mention of that on such a public forum and I will just be repeating past mistakes, and probably paying a much heavier fine than what I got away with earlier. Adding to the present and the immediate past, there was a different aroma of a little more distant past, that I realized so pleasantly a few days ago.

As I made a business visit to my school, DPS RK Puram, there couldn't have been a more amazed and incredulously happy boy in that school on that day. In fact, the two colleagues of mine who accompanied me on the visit were silently smiling at my antics. I made them go all over the place, trying to visit the places that used to be so dear at one point in time, so very taken for granted in the continuity of life at that instant, that their importance was never so apparent. But this day was different, was in a present so different from that past. The playground, the classrooms, the hostels, even the principal's office brought back so much and so well. I was oh-so-nostalgic that day.

Amongst other stuff, life has been kind to me. There have been things at workplace that have been lucky breaks, to say the least. Right from appreciation for jobs done, to actual probabilities of finally getting along with what I am supposed to do, life seems to be back on tracks, at least the professional aspects of it. Personally, things seem to be at a standstill and probably, they will remain so for quite some time...but more on that a little later.