Tuesday, 25 June 2013

The Art of Being Natural


Everything is changing, need not mention man or matter. I think that every bit of life on earth is competing to shrink by time and space. How much one can do within a given span of time has become the deciding factor of one’s success. Quality is always compensated with high end marketing strategies. It is humorously said that communication has become wireless, cooking has become fireless, tyres have become tubeless ……. leaders shameless, youth jobless, relationships meaningless, attitude careless and babies fatherless. However, we are not hopeless and that is the only chamber filled.
  
The most terrifying thing is that we have learnt to hide our true self or have become experts in being unnatural. A How are you is entertained with an I’m fine, irrespective of how fine one is. We are in the false assumption that it is this superficiality that others always appreciate. Some time back, I remember to have read the live story of a poor young jobless man who stood by what he truly was. One day, when he was walking on the street, he happened to pick up a news paper sheet in which there was an invitation to a lucrative job. He had all the qualifications asked for but had no money to type an attractive CV. He didn't have a suit to wear; he didn't have a car either. However, he picked up a piece of paper and wrote his CV. The next day, he woke up early, put on his normal clothes and walked all the way to the office. Three people on expensive suits and shoes were already there. They laughed at this poor guy. 

The manager started with the first one. He asked him what he is going to do with his first pay. He answered, “I will go overseas; I will go shopping.” The same question was given to the second and third man also. The second one said, “I will take my wife to a honey moon.” The third man said, “I will buy a new car.” The manager called this poor man and asked him, “Why didn’t you type your CV? Why are you not wearing a suit?” The young man replied, “I don't have money, I don't have a place to stay; I came here on foot. I have all the academic and physical qualifications you have prescribed.” The manager stood up and said to the poor man, “The job is yours Sir.” 

Instead of feeling pity for the first three guys, kindly put on the managers’ fittings and see whom you would have selected if you were in the manager’s shoes.

Joseph Mattappally

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