My Salesforce journey is a topic of discussion that often comes up with acquaintances, strangers, and friends. They hear bits and pieces of my journey and tell me that they are curious to learn more. The questions generally hover around topics like: How can a person, from a small village in India, form a vision to become a Salesforce MVP, blogger, trainer, solution architect, customer etc.?; How did you become a Salesforce MVP; what is the right path to become a Salesforce MVP?
Since my journey seems to have inspired a few, I decided to write a blog to (1) share insights I gained from my voyage; (2) show how Salesforce has transformed my life; and (3) convince as many as possible that they could be next!
I will segment the blog into three sections:
- My journey
- My recipe of the secret sauce to become an MVP
- Why I chose Salesforce Essentials
My Journey
My journey started from a very small city in India called Katihar. My current position/reputation was a secret dream of mine. I did not share it with anyone out of fear that I would be ridiculed for being a foolhardy.
I started speaking English at the age of 21. When I accepted my first job at Patni Computers System Ltd., I barely spoke a few sentences. This made me very self-conscious but also emboldened my resolve to overcome this deficiency. As a result, now I am an author of few books written in English and an owner of a popular blogging site, AutomationChampion.com.
No person is an island; and, I am no exception. Along the way, many have extended their support and encouragement and therefore, they are equal partners in my success.
Life has not been easy, to say the least. There have been many ups and downs – especially, a healthy dose of the latter, during my childhood. I am deeply grateful to my dad, mom, and my sister for shielding me, as much as possible, from life’s hardships and, by bestowing on me their love, dedication, and disproportionate sacrifices.
My dad is a retired teacher. Memories of my dad, walking for miles in heavy rain, to go to work have been painful and vivid to this day. Due to dated irrigation system, the unpaved roads used to be flooded and extremely dangerous to travel on. Despite the physical hardship, at times, my dad did not even get paid for months.
