The mini story below is dedicated to my MLT friend Mr. Rahman Koduvally.
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This sunday evening... it's too hot outside like in a desert land. I'm not going anywhere! Instead, wanted to write 2 mini stories for you all...
This sunday evening... it's too hot outside like in a desert land. I'm not going anywhere! Instead, wanted to write 2 mini stories for you all...
An old story:
There lived three close friends in a village. They were child hood friends. When grown up and to earn money, they planned to start a business. so went to a town away from their small village.
In their lodge room, the sincere friends were thinking hard on what to start. At last they decided to open a restaurant.
The first guy said: "We can open a big restaurant so we can attract more customers and hence more money".
The second one suggested like this: "No, we have to start three different hotels. Then, we blame each other. So, people think we're enemies each. Actually we're one! We should look only for profit. When they're unsatisfied with the bad food in one hotel, they will be forced to come to other hotels. But, anyhow, we get all the customers anyway, and we can have good profit".
"Nice idea" the third one agreed...
Three hotels were totally different in shape, served dishes, and even the color of the shops! So poor people thought they are not same and tasted in three different hotels frequently, but always cheated!
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The new story:
The election day, I came to the booth very early in the morning. Found several candidates; different flags, different colors, different ideologies; they're totally different - no similarity at all -sure!!
I voted to my desired candidate....
with luv
----Sadar
