I generally don`t work hard. I was even known as the hardly working journalist when I was with The New Indian Express. Now don`t ask me what is so new about that newspaper. Haven`t you heard of that joke wherein somebody said: “It took an illiterate man to build the Rs 99000-crore business empire called Reliance and it took an MBA from the Wharton and another from Harvard to divide it.”
Same was the case with the Indian Express family. On second thoughts…I think we should have never named the Leander-Bhupathi duo, Indian Express….they also parted ways. The difference is – Mahesh Bhupathi doesn`t call himself The New Leander Paes.
Not funny? You got to excuse me because I am not used to hard work. And today I have worked hard. Well, at least I walked around gripping a few sheets of white paper, my two arms hanging by my side like the two peels of banana skin that hangs on the side while you nibble at the fruit.
My hair is all disheveled. I also make it a point to not comb the hair on my ears. My grandfather once said it was lucky to have hair on your ears. I tried to argue that he was consoling me…but he stuck to his views. Till the day he died, he maintained that hair on the ears was a lucky thing. I still don`t believe him because he never left me anything in his will. Guess it is not lucky after all.
Anybody who saw me today would have known that I worked. I even made it a point to pour ink on my shirt. Since I don`t use ink…I had to ask the office boy to buy ink from a nearby shop.
Guess, it is the hard work showing. Or is it the jogging that I went for in the morning?
While on hard work…how about two very good quotes on the concept…
Hard work never killed anybody, but why take a chance?
– Edgar Bergen
When a man tells you that he got rich through hard work, ask him: ‘Whose?’
– Don Marquis