Laxman
Laxman was, by profession, the Free Lancing Trainer of Personality Development who had
conducted three to six hour ‘life skills workshop’ in various schools and made
a difference in many students’ lives but not to himself except the meager money
for doing the job. His job was to visit the different schools and seek the
permission from the Principal for conducting the workshop for their higher
class students so that they could excel in their studies with this motivational
session.
Getting the permission from the Principal was
the most arduous, skillful and challenging task for him because on a day, many
would come and meet the principals for the permission to do some demonstration
or the course for the school students and they would have to wait for long
hours at the Principal’s office like the medical representatives wait for a
Doctor. Sometimes, he had to take the prior appointment to meet the principal
if the school was bigger in terms of strength not name.
With a plethora of enthusiasm and hopes that
the day would bring some permission to do the workshop of Personality
Development, he would start his day happily with a smiling face, formal attire and
a bag across his shoulders, which consisted of credentials and certificates
accredited to him by the previously visited schools. This little man would go
on his Splendor bike which he had bought through EMI and that was the only
material possession of his life because he had neither a laptop nor a smart
phone.
If he got
any permission fortunately from the school by any chance, he would have to do a
demo first, explaining the benefits of workshop to the students and the
workshop would be followed the next day for the interested students who had
enrolled their names. So, he had to convince the Principal, students and
parents occasionally, if need be. Finally, after the workshop he would get the
money through the principal after some deductions which meant the collected
money from the students would directly go to the management and it would take
some minimal percentage of the money and remaining amount would be delivered to
Laxman.
Convincing
and persuasion was the Bread and Butter for him, in fact for many as well.
And Laxman was a master in it.
Laxman was a
man in his early forties with the height of Sachin Tendulkar but differed in
colour. His complexion was black with a bald head that always shone under the
sun like a star at night and had whole-hearted smiling lips all the time on his
face. He was married, blessed with a boy and a girl after many years of his
love marriage. He had an indomitable enthusiasm for life and had lived his life
speculatively for major events and blissfully for trivial events of life.
Despite many
obstacles and hardships, the smile on his lips indicated that he was ready to
fight against them no matter how hard and great they might be.
His only
ambition in life was vaguely unknown to himself but had mentioned many making
difference acts as his aims but often neglected them because a fully eaten
person could only feed the other. He was starving financially for many years
and the worst part was that he had never learnt from his mistakes and never
honed his attitude in earning the bread and butter. Defending the self was his
biggest mistake and that had led him to bankruptcy. He always mentioned that he
never had any regrets as though his life were perfect as that of a saint.
That was a lie.
In fact, known to many but not to him.
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