The burgers filled with cheese a bottle of coke suffices my meal, the inglis way! Am quite sure she would be disappointed at my decreasing attraction towards food. I remember our deal dear, will improve on it I promise. This is another hot afternoon at the McDonalds close to VT, with a biz dev head sitting alongside and a colleague sitting diagonally to my position. F*** got to make the numbers on my sheet, the sales one hehe and this being formulating strategies on pushing products in the customers throats.. interesting stuff though. For quite sometime now I havent been successful in making the numbers yet i try to be one of those young ones deeply inspired by the thoughts of Philip Kotler.. "its about creating a business value rather than selling it intelligently.." & i strongly believe that someday i will have the numbers on my sheet and card ;-)
This probably aint why am writing it!
Post meeting you got to make your way out in some dramatic way else the people stick like a chewing gum taking all your creative time!! never mind even i take theirs .. hehehe .. Yet wont it sound logical to do something worthwhile.
Way out! ! right?
How could you possibly do that? You walk with him for 50 mtrs, pause, shake hands, give a smile that pierces his/her heart & with a sudden jerk "Boss you know what I just remembered of a task a few yards away.. Am so sorrie but am getting late .. BTW you carry on. It was nice meeting you ..you have a great day .. blah blah blah" .. a graceful way of indicating "dude why dont you f*** off, i aint interested in the conversation any more"..
Aint that a way out??
A few yards from that place as I walked down the age old pavement hunting for some interesting toys, peices, shops, books.. i came accross a huge pile of bookssome arranged nicely on the dry pavement. "Only love is real" thats the title which caught my attention .. of course numerous ones woth reading may be... What was more interesting was the seller who could speak fluent english .. of course better than me ;)
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... ...
Me : "How much for both?"
Him : "120 rupees sir"
Me : "Make it a hundered, I take both"
Him : "Sorrie sir, it is not possible. In India no one makes buildings by selling books. I sell it because its my passion since i need a new book to read each day"
Me : "Appreciated sir .. tell me more"
Him : "I like reading books. Books are very costly and are only brought by those who value it. I cant pay for them so i sell them eventually making my chances of reading a new book greater. I like reading Philoshopy. Socrates, Sartre, Fedrich ... couple of them. Since 35 years i have been selling these books."
Me : "I particularly am impressed by Sartre's theory of existentialism.. you got to suggest me some of your favourite ones .. will you?"
Him : "You look quite young sir, dont get into philosophy. This is the age of attraction, love. Philoshopy takes you away from life. Go and enjoy your life. Its not worth at this age"
Me : "Away from life! ohh yes i remember thers less charm left once the eternal is revealed. I wish i could have made more mistakes .. could have flirted around! .. You got a family? Kids?"
Him : "Yes I do. I also work as a computer technician.."
Me : "Sir, thats amazing! Yet how do you make a living .. it must have been tough!"
Him : "Lifes got to be tough.. look at all the great thinkers .. everyones got a problem .. they had tough lives.. you create bigger problems and try to over come it .. when you overcome you discover and invent .. It has been tough .. 35 years"
And there goes this man, Mr A C Chakroborty on his story as lean on the barks of the age old tree on the roadside mesmerized by the speech of this old man... I really wish to have made more mistakes .. should have gone to her .. should have spent more time .. should have danced .. wonder she would have slapped hehehe.. and philo .. well that should be contemplated on for sure.
Me : "Thats 150, keep the 30 for our next meeting.."
Him : "Its a wrong deal sir .. take your 30 that makes the deal"
Me : "Perfect sense .. thanks a lot. Now i got a reason to come over to this place on weekends"
Him : "Thank you sir."
There i walk back .. with the two books and some thing i learnt and cant pay for with no matter how much money i make. A couple of words .. dont know if i meet him .. or we talk. yet this remains ...
There are times when an instance how mere it might be just shakes you out proving your thoughts to be a bit more inferior and ways of how better it could have been. You rarely get a chance to regret! .. hehehe .. but you make it a point not to repeat it. Its been the same with me .. with you .. with all of us ..
Times when we sit and think why me.. Then theres a sheer hope a motivation they call it .. with the echoes of "fight it out" in the darkness .. Baby its got to be tough i guess .. tougher ..
... ...
... ...
The days gone .. Its past midnight as i try to pen down my recollections of the day. Of all whats more prominent still echoing in my memories is the small big lesson - "Lifes got to be tough"
This probably aint why am writing it!
Post meeting you got to make your way out in some dramatic way else the people stick like a chewing gum taking all your creative time!! never mind even i take theirs .. hehehe .. Yet wont it sound logical to do something worthwhile.
Way out! ! right?
How could you possibly do that? You walk with him for 50 mtrs, pause, shake hands, give a smile that pierces his/her heart & with a sudden jerk "Boss you know what I just remembered of a task a few yards away.. Am so sorrie but am getting late .. BTW you carry on. It was nice meeting you ..you have a great day .. blah blah blah" .. a graceful way of indicating "dude why dont you f*** off, i aint interested in the conversation any more"..
Aint that a way out??
A few yards from that place as I walked down the age old pavement hunting for some interesting toys, peices, shops, books.. i came accross a huge pile of bookssome arranged nicely on the dry pavement. "Only love is real" thats the title which caught my attention .. of course numerous ones woth reading may be... What was more interesting was the seller who could speak fluent english .. of course better than me ;)
... ...
... ...
Me : "How much for both?"
Him : "120 rupees sir"
Me : "Make it a hundered, I take both"
Him : "Sorrie sir, it is not possible. In India no one makes buildings by selling books. I sell it because its my passion since i need a new book to read each day"
Me : "Appreciated sir .. tell me more"
Him : "I like reading books. Books are very costly and are only brought by those who value it. I cant pay for them so i sell them eventually making my chances of reading a new book greater. I like reading Philoshopy. Socrates, Sartre, Fedrich ... couple of them. Since 35 years i have been selling these books."
Me : "I particularly am impressed by Sartre's theory of existentialism.. you got to suggest me some of your favourite ones .. will you?"
Him : "You look quite young sir, dont get into philosophy. This is the age of attraction, love. Philoshopy takes you away from life. Go and enjoy your life. Its not worth at this age"
Me : "Away from life! ohh yes i remember thers less charm left once the eternal is revealed. I wish i could have made more mistakes .. could have flirted around! .. You got a family? Kids?"
Him : "Yes I do. I also work as a computer technician.."
Me : "Sir, thats amazing! Yet how do you make a living .. it must have been tough!"
Him : "Lifes got to be tough.. look at all the great thinkers .. everyones got a problem .. they had tough lives.. you create bigger problems and try to over come it .. when you overcome you discover and invent .. It has been tough .. 35 years"
And there goes this man, Mr A C Chakroborty on his story as lean on the barks of the age old tree on the roadside mesmerized by the speech of this old man... I really wish to have made more mistakes .. should have gone to her .. should have spent more time .. should have danced .. wonder she would have slapped hehehe.. and philo .. well that should be contemplated on for sure.
Me : "Thats 150, keep the 30 for our next meeting.."
Him : "Its a wrong deal sir .. take your 30 that makes the deal"
Me : "Perfect sense .. thanks a lot. Now i got a reason to come over to this place on weekends"
Him : "Thank you sir."
There i walk back .. with the two books and some thing i learnt and cant pay for with no matter how much money i make. A couple of words .. dont know if i meet him .. or we talk. yet this remains ...
There are times when an instance how mere it might be just shakes you out proving your thoughts to be a bit more inferior and ways of how better it could have been. You rarely get a chance to regret! .. hehehe .. but you make it a point not to repeat it. Its been the same with me .. with you .. with all of us ..
Times when we sit and think why me.. Then theres a sheer hope a motivation they call it .. with the echoes of "fight it out" in the darkness .. Baby its got to be tough i guess .. tougher ..
... ...
... ...
The days gone .. Its past midnight as i try to pen down my recollections of the day. Of all whats more prominent still echoing in my memories is the small big lesson - "Lifes got to be tough"
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