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Aunty Toto was not her real name, though strangely we all called her that! She had every kind of problem that you could think of, resting on her shoulders. Her husband had left her, her children had married wrong, her grandchildren were a source of worry and finally she found her body racked with cancer.
But she smiled.
There was never a day when the passengers on the local train she travelled to work every day, didn’t hear her voice, rising over the din and telling everybody a joke. There wasn’t a day when those in the office she worked in, at an age when most others retire, didn’t see the smile on her face.
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Here’s a story: One evening a man was addressing a workshop on the concept of work culture. One of the participants asked, "I am a senior manager of a materials department and joined an organization twenty five years ago as an engineer trainee and over the last 25 years I have gone through every experience in the organization."
"During the initial part of my career, the job was very challenging and interesting. However, all those exciting days are gone since I do not find my job any more interesting because there is nothing new. I am now feeling bored because I am doing a routine job."
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As I hear rumours that the government, if voted to power again, will change the secular nature of the country do realise we will only have ourselves to blame for this future mess as what is being used by these cunning politicians are the very prejudices we have for each other’s race, colour or religion.
"He is a Punjabi," somebody shouts with disdain.
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‘Central government reduces petrol, diesel prices by Rs 2’…. India Today, 14th March
There was a burst of crackers downstairs, and thinking they were gunshots I ran to the window. It was my rich neighbour letting loose fireworks around his fancy Mercedes, “What’s the occasion?” I asked.
“I’m taking out the car today!” he said gleefully, sitting behind his smartly dressed chauffeur.
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The house with a flag flying atop it, looked with disdain at the neighbouring home, with no flag on it, “No flag?” it asked.
“It’s an invisible one I fly!” said the home with no flag, “the people within my house don’t need a flag above expressing what they believe in but believe it should be expressed through their lives!”
The flag on top of the house waved slightly unsteadily at the thought, even as the home which flew the flag asked roughly, “And what kind of lives should those that live within you reveal that manifests itself in the invisible flag atop of you?”