Nishant Sinha and Sheetal Saxena have garnished their bootstrapped journey with gourmet brands in specialty coffee, artisan chocolate, craft cheese, and rustic South Indian cuisine. Do they have too much on their plate?
Towards the end of 2006, Nishant Sinha found himself in a pickle. The lad from Hajipur, Bihar, had fought formidable odds to continue with his hotel management course in Jodhpur, Rajasthan. In 2004, his father’s modest food and catering business had nosedived; there were slim chances of a rebound. Even if it did happen, the recovery would be prolonged. His father was in the dilemma of using the lone family silver—a small piece of land—either for resurrecting a dying business, or punting on the prospects of his son who had a lousy academic track record. The doting father decided to back his underdog son who had flunked in Class 12, who was under pressure from his relatives to pursue medicine or engineering, and who now wanted to study hotel management.
Despite the dice loaded against his son, the businessman yielded to his paternal instinct. He sold the property, used the money to foot the college fee, and believed his son had what it takes to make it big in the hospitality world. “You have fire in your belly. Never let it die,” he told his son, who found the crushing weight of expectations overwhelming. Sensing his unease, the father reassured the young man. “If you are in love with what you are doing, nobody can take away your love and lover,” he added.
Three years later, Sinha’s love, and opportunity, were being snatched away. In the penultimate year of the hotel management course, the young student was barred from sitting for campus placement interviews of top hospitality brands, including Oberoi and the Taj. “Weak students are not allowed to sit in the cream job interviews,” was the unofficial rule of the college. Coming from a Hindi-medium background, Sinha did his best to brush up on his rudimentary English, overcome his dominant native accent, polish his soft skills, and cope with his city-bred peers who were fluent in English and scored high in exams. The diligent trainee from the cow belt, though, couldn’t score enough marks, was denied an opportunity to make a big-bang debut with top hotel brands, and settled for interviews with QSR chains. Lady Luck didn’t smile. Sinha was rejected even by McDonald’s, Domino’s and KFC.
On the last day of the campus placement, destiny brewed a ‘consolation’ cuppa. Sinha got a job with Café Coffee Day (CCD). With a meagre salary of Rs6,000 per month, the operational trainee joined CCD’s Delhi airport outlet and used to log in close to 15 hours every day. “I fell in love with coffee, and had to work harder than the rest,” he says, justifying the long duration of his work. “Coffee became my life,” adds Sinha, who relocated to Hyderabad after a year and joined rival Lavazza. The Italian brand honed the skills of the greenhorn. “I learned the art of roasting, mastered the science behind the back-end operations, and developed a wide network of farmers,” he says. Over the next decade, he added more heft to his armoury and skills at HUL, Metro Cash & Carry, and as an independent consultant working with a bunch of small café chains in Hyderabad.