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MIDDLE 5 BEGGING – THE TOUGHEST PROFFESION I was walking down the road one day when I saw a beggar. He was old and lean. His clothes were tattered and dirty. But there was something strange about him. His face wore a deep expression of intelligence and he looked very learned. I decided to talk to him. I went near him and said – “Baba! What is your name?” Hearing this he looked astonished for a while and then replied, “I am Arvind Roy, the author of the book titled – How to make a living.” I was surprised at this. An author could certainly have found a better way to make a living. When I asked him about it, he replied, “Begging was also suggested as one of the toughest and honorable ways to make a living in my book.” And he chuckled away on his begging spree. I thought that really, begging was the most difficult thing in the world to do, as you almost give nothing in return for the money - perhaps good life after life.                                             

MIDDLE 3 LOGICAL LIES Once a friend who lived in Kanpur, the leather town of India, thought IF sending   a gift to a friend,  a modest but significant one. His friend lived in Ballabgarh – a small town in Haryana. He bought a pair of “Chappals”, packed them nicely and sent it through parcel post. When the parcel arrived, the friend in Ballabgarh felt both happy and annoyed – happy that his friend had shown some love and annoyed because the chappals did not fit his feet.  So he wrote back and got a prompt  reply that the leather must have shrunk on the way. The man in Ballabgarh also thought of paying back in some coin. His town also made lots of earthen pots and pitchers. So he picked up a pitcher and went to the post office for sending a parcel. The post office did not accept the article  being fragile and difficult to handle due to its volume. The man thought and thought and decided to break the pitcher and send the gift in a smaller pieces but in  well packed parcels.  Whe

MIDDLE 2 OBJECTIVE – ADULT STUFF Identifying objectives has been greatly emphasized in management reports. Working without objective is a sheer waste of time, as without objectives clearly defined; means loss of direction and hence wasteful effort. Life could be hell without objectives set clearly. Once in hell they met – Nehru, Freud and Carl Marx. Perhaps all great men choose that place for unknown reasons. As they sat under a neem tree, discussing religion, philosophy and politics, a dazzlingly beautiful woman passed by; diverting everyone’s attention. “She is a beautiful woman,” said Marx. “Yes! She is. She is Cleopatra, you must have heard of her. But you can go and meet her, if you like,” replied Freud. Marx, a bachelor ever, jumped on his feet and darted out to seek Cleopatra, the most beautiful woman of the world. And Freud and Nehru continued their intellectual exchanges. Some fifteen minutes later, Marx came back exasperated, with sweat oozing out of his thic

MIDDLE 1 PEOPLE DON’T UNDERSTAND UNTIL Ram is a production supervisor. He was highly safety minded and took pains to preach and enforce safety in his plant. One day, he saw Sham riding  as a passenger on the fork lift truck in the isle of the factory. He told Sham it was not safe to travel on the fork lift machine as a passenger. Sham nodded in agreement but did not get off the vehicle and went on his way. After a while, he again saw Sham travelling the same way. Ram stopped the vehicle and once again told Sham to not do this unsafe practice. He told him forcefully, that he could get hurt and even land in the hospital. This could even cause hardship to his family because of his absence from work. Sham again nodded in affirmative but did not budge from the truck. Once again, Ram saw Sham coming along perched on the fork lift. This time he acosted him with authority. “Haven’t I told you that you are indulging in unsafe practice?” Said Ram with consternation. “Yes!” said S