In one of my earlier posts, I spoke about the time when I missed a flight on which my boss was also traveling. Well, the opposite has also happened.
Mr. Dastur and I were scheduled to visit Tehran and the Iranair flight was scheduled to depart at 00:10hrs. I got to the airport in good time and at around 23:30, the Duty Manager came to me and enquired if Mr. and Mrs. Dastur were definitely traveling. I replied in the affirmative and at my request, he called Mr. Dastur at his residence. They were just about to leave for the airport. Apparently, he had misread the departure time as 01:10hrs.
I took the flight as we had meetings scheduled in Tehran not to mention a Reception for selected VIPs. The Dasturs arrived two days later.
KK Menon, the then RM - Middle East and Lalit Khosla, the then Manager - Iran met me on arrival and I apprised them of the change in plans. It was too late to reschedule the Reception and hence, I stood in the receiving line and greeted each guest with the words “I am standing in for Mr. Dastur, who could not make the trip due to unforeseen circumstances”. After some time, I decided - what difference does it make, No one knows me here in Iran and I pretended to be Nari Dastur and shook every guest’s hand on arrival at the Reception.
When I took over as CM - Marketing & Sales, one of the first instructions given to me by Mr. Dastur was that while I had the authority to say “Yes”, I could not say “No” to any request from the field. Little did I realize how problematic this would become when it soon became apparent that the staff in the entire European Region had become accustomed to getting everything they asked for as Mr. Dastur could not, and did not, deny them any request.
It took me a long time to convince Mr. Dastur with specific examples that his “lily white” European staff were not always in the right. However, once I achieved this step, I had no problem as these very staff knew that they could no longer go over my head.
This brings to mind a dinner at Avinash Mahajan’s apartment when one junior Department Head accused Mr. Dastur of his inability to say “no”, particularly to the European stations. Mr. Dastur took great umbrage at this accusation and the entire evening looked at becoming a disaster until Avi and I separated the two individuals and tempers cooled down.
The many years that I spent working with Mr. Dastur gave me great insight on this “failing” of his. He was a man of great compassion and unfortunately, many of his staff took advantage of it. There was the case of one Manager whose daughter had a defect in her heart at birth and he took advantage of this situation to ensure that his overseas posting was not interrupted. He never came back to India and eventually managed to get transferred to Australia before his retirement.
Mr. Dastur could never see any child suffer and I remember the day when Godfrey Creado came to me in tears with the news that his son had become blind in one eye and was in danger of losing the other one. I took him to Mr. Dastur who promptly told me to transfer Godfrey to New York for his son’s treatment which I did.
Even I received special treatment when one day Mr. Dastur came back from a Management Committee meeting to tell me that I would be getting a chauffeur the next morning. I had been diagnosed by doctors with a problem with my heart and he did not want me to drive my car any more. I was Deputy C.D. at that time and was not entitled to a driver, but he got Management to make an exception for me.
Mr. Dastur had many great ideas among which was the introduction of Cruises and Air-India embarked upon a joint venture to offer cruises in the Indian market. Unfortunately, the timing was just not right and the project was a failure. Another was the “soiree” that Air-India organized with top music teams who came from all over the world to entertain Indian audiences. We received considerable publicity from this event.
His “failing”, or rather, his inability to say “no” was taken advantage of by TCI who had his ear to their demands and I was approached by many top Indian Agents who felt discriminated against. Interestingly, it was many years later when we had both left AI and were working with Air Mauritius, that he confessed to me that TCI had taken advantage off his close relations with their senior partners.
However, he was “delighted” to see that someone had finally taken advantage of TCI. He was referring to a joint venture between a former AI Commercial Director and TCI to operate Cargo Charters.
Early into his tenure as Commercial Director, Mr. Dastur was approached by Rogers & Company, our GSA in Mauritius to take a financial interest in Air Mauritius. Dede Maingard, the Chairman of Rogers & Co and Air Mauritius was keen to get the three major airlines (AF, AI and BA) operating to Mauritius to become shareholders in the airline.
Mr. Dastur convinced the AI board to take an 8% interest in MK and once this came through, Mr. Dastur became a Board member of the airline and took considerable interest in the growth of this airline. It was many years later that I asked him and he admitted that his initiative was part of his long-term plan.
His main objective was to be come the CEO of Air-India, but when Mr. Appusamy was appointed M.D., he (Mr. Dastur) realized that he may not be able to achieve this objective as he was nearing his retirement age. Accordingly, he went to his long-term plan, took early retirement and joined Air Mauritius as its Regional Head for Europe. More on that later.
However, on one of my visits to Geneva, Mr. Dastur expressed his unhappiness with Mr. Appusamy’s decision to take early retirement. He told me at great length, the problems that Mr. JRD Tata had to overcome before Government agreed to the appointment of Mr. Appusamy as M.D. Incidentally, the book “AS AIR-INDIANS REMEMBER” reveals, in detail, this entire episode and what took place behind the scenes.
In one of my earliest Blogs, I have spoken about the early retirements of both Mr. Dastur and Mr. Appusamy and had mentioned the latter’s advice to me to look for another job since, in his words “the culture is changing and you will not fit into it”. I told Mr. Dastur of this incident and that the change in the atmosphere in Delhi was the main cause behind Mr. Appusamy’s decision to leave. I don’t know if I was able to get the point across but I left my meeting with Mr. Dastur with the feeling that he was not entirely happy with this decision.
In any event, Mr. Dastur’s decision to join Air Mauritius was good for him in the long term as he continued working till he was well into his 80s. As indicate above, more on this later.
In my assignment as CM - Marketing & Sales, I interacted with a number of Agents and Tour Operators, particularly with Indian Agents and was a regular participant at the annual convention of the Indian Travel Agents (TAAI). I was very fortunate to not only get to know many of them, I established very close friendships with some of them.
Of particular note, were the Asif Dewejee, Netra Rana, Vinoo Ubhaykar, Gautam Khanna, Inder Sharma, Jimmy Guzder, Adi and Nari Katgara and Tej Sahni.
- Asif was the Manager of the Bombay (Western India) office of SITA whose owner was Inder Sharma. Asif was a very colorful character and got “roped in” by a group of ladies who were spouses of men in the travel industry. These ladies held “kitty parties” every month and they “invited” Asif to become a member. Each month, one of the ladies would host a lunch at her home. When Asif’s turn came, the ladies insisted on his hosting the lunch at the Rendezvous, Bombay’s top rated restaurant. To his credit, Asif gladly paid the bill.
- Once Asif got to know me, he approached me and said that he wanted to set up his own agency. He had excellent contacts in the Bohra community and had cornered a substantial segment of this market for SITA. He also wanted to get involved in the labor market traveling to the Gulf as he had contacts with some of the recruiters. He asked for my advice and I supported his desire and helped in the initial stages of setting up ABC Travels.
- Asif and his brother Kasim liked horse racing and they had a box at the Bombay Race Course. Manju was and still is fond of horse racing and once a year, we accompanied Asif and Kasim to the races. It was either New Year’s Day or Republic Day and Asif would pick us up in his car and we would spend an enjoyable day at the races. One day, Asif arrived in a white Mercedes. It was not new, but in excellent condition. I complimented Asif on his new acquisition little knowing what was in store for me.
- February 10 is my birthdate and lo and behold, the bell rang at our front door on that date and Asif’s chauffeur stood here with an envelope in his hand. The envelope contained a birthday card and the keys to the Mercedes. I informed the chauffeur that he should take the car back to Mr. Dewjee. He refused stating that he had been instructed to deliver the car to me and that it was standing below my apartment. I asked him to wait and called Asif. Karim answered stating that Asif was in Poona (now Pune). I explained to Kasim that as an employee of Air-India, a Government owned entity, I could not accept such an expensive gift. Karim replied that he could not interfere in his brother’s affairs, but reluctantly agreed to get the chauffeur to bring back the car and that he would raise the issue with Asif when he returned.
- The next day, Asif showed up at our apartment and said that I had “insulted” his friendship by refusing to accept a gift given with affection. I explained to him that I could lose my job if I accepted such an expensive gift to which he replied “in that case, I will not drive the car again.” He placed the car in his garage and removed the tires. It is a matter of record that he never drove the car again and it lay in his garage and rusted till it had to be removed to the junk heap.
- When I left Air-India and migrated to the USA, Asif was heartbroken. He refused to accept that he would lose a very dear friend. I told him that I had no plans to disappear and would visit India regularly. He made me promise that I would call him first thing on my visits to India. I kept this promise and we spent one evening on each of my visits to Bombay until he passed away. He was a very dear friend with a very large heart and his passing away left a deep void in my life.
- Gautam Khanna, Inder Sharma, Vinoo Ubhaykar, Jimmy Guzder, Adi and Nari Katgara were the stalwarts and the core of the Indian Travel Industry and I learnt a great deal from my association with them. Tej Sahni invited me to open the new office of Mercury Travels and then decided to branch out on his own like Asif Dewjee and started Vista Travels. He and I became close friends particularly after I left India and I depended upon him for assistance whenever Manju and I visited India.
- Netra Rana and Rajni were our first guests when we arrived in the USA. This reminds me of a visit of Netra when Air-India arranged a limousine for him to come to our house in Scarsdale. I gave Air-India our address - 26 Leatherstocking Lane - and we waited for his arrival. The phone rang and it was Netra calling from the house of a diplomat living in Westchester County. He said that the driver could not find No. #26 Leatherstocking lane. I told him the it was the last house on the lane and that he could not miss it. He answered that he was at No. #22 and that was the last house.
- I was perplexed and asked him to put the diplomat on the phone. This gentleman confirmed that indeed his house was the last one on Leatherstocking Lane. The mystery was solved when he added that he lived in the adjoining town of Mamaroneck. What a coincidence - two adjoining towns with an identical Lane with a name like “Leatherstocking”.
- I told Netra to request the driver of his Limo to take Mamaroneck Lane and go west. This road intersects with our Lane and I would be waiting for him at the crossing. Guess what, I had another phone call - this one from the White Plains Police Station. The driver had taken Mamaroneck Road and not Lane and ended up in White Plains. This time, I told the driver to meet me at Scarsdale Police Station where I finally caught up with Netra Rana.
- The story does not end here. A few months late, Netra came again to the USA and was staying in Manhattan. This time, he was dining with us and took a taxi and told the driver to take him - not to 26 Leatherstocking Lane in Scarsdale, but to Scarsdale Police Station. I met him there and brought him home.
Those were memorable days and I refer to my associations with the India Travel Agents, with many of whom I have built long lasting friendships.