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Never Lose Hope



Once a middle aged man lost his job and was looking for a job to support his living. In the newspaper he found that a job of “Office Boy” is available. He needed a job badly so he applied for the post of “office boy” at a very big firm.


Next day he was called for an interview. Manager interviewed him and gave him a test. Man cleared the test.


Manager said, “You are hired.. Now give me your email address so that I can send you further details and your joining letter..”


Man replied, “Sir, I don't have a computer and neither do I have any email address.”


Manager replied, “What..? In today's time if you don’t have an e-mail id that means you don’t exist and that means you can’t get this job.. I am sorry but you are not hired.”


Man left. He didn’t know what to do as he had only 200rs left in his pocket and no job. He had no hope of getting any other job anytime soon. He didn’t know what to do. He didn’t want to go home without a job. He thought for a while…


Then he decided to go to the supermarket and buy 10kg veggies with that money and then went door to door to sell those veggies. Till evening he was able to sell off all those veggies and even doubles up his money.


This made him realize that he can survive by this and started to go to the supermarket every day early in the morning and buy fresh veggies and then the whole day he would sell them door to door and by evening he would sell all the veggies he bought in the morning.


He worked very hard everyday and with his determination and persistence, just in 5 years he became a well established businessman. Now he had his own fleet of delivery vehicles and became one of the biggest food chain retailers in the US market.


One day he decided to have life insurance for his family and himself. He called an insurance consultant. After all the discussions, the consultant asked him about his e-mail address.


Man replied, “I don’t have an e-mail address.”


Consultant was surprised and said, “You don't have an e-mail address and yet you succeeded in building an empire.. Can you imagine what you could have done and what you could be if you had an e- mail address..”


Man thought for a moment and replied, “An office boy..!!”


Moral: If we seek for something and don’t get it, we should not lose hope.. We don’t know what destiny had in store for us.. Never lose Hope and Keep Trying.



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