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A designer, drifting in the crowd

Its been more than 3 months, I am back to corporate culture. For long time, I had been working on freelance and was habituated with self driven work environment. Hence joining a corporate was intriguing. Its not that this was my first time but it was surely exciting. I read blogs and articles and books tremendously and made myself ready to provide the best of me as a User Interface Designer.

The product company i work with has a huge team of developers and a small team of idea guys like the Business Analysts(BAs). To my surprise, the devs were demotivated and the BAs were less motivated. I thought perhaps this is the same everywhere in India and I should concentrate on what i can do best.

I gave them the sleek, user-friendly, clean and crisp look to their existing design. When I would request a BA to brief about a module he would tell me, you need not know that. I don't blame him. but designers in India are looked upon in the same way. Mostly peers look at me like a 'photoshop monkey' but i tried to prove them with my insights. They would accept my ideas saying that it is their thought process. When One of the BAs asked me for a solution, he put it forward to the upper management as his own. One instance, when i suggested different dashboards for different users was kept unheard and it came to me in turn as, "we the marketing team has decided to have unique dashboards for the application".
Drifting In The Crowd
I am in no need for praise or acknowledgement but somehow that demotivated me. Right now, I just want my timely paycheck and am thinking like any other designer in India. Not to help make a user-friendly product but to make money out of the time spent at office. Sad Scenario. I wish, i could work for a foreign company outside India where each one aims passionately to give out the best product in market.

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