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		<title>Tenacity!</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Oct 2008 17:38:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The morning on the other day, was not very cloudy. I didn&#8217;t think it would rain either as it was quite cool and there was a soothing breeze even at around 10 in the morning. As usual I drove to our client&#8217;s site alone. After an uneventful morning session, when I came out of the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The morning on the other day, was not very cloudy. I didn&#8217;t think it would rain either as it was quite cool and there was a soothing breeze even at around 10 in the morning. As usual I drove to our client&#8217;s site alone. After an uneventful morning session, when I came out of the building it was raining heavily. I didn&#8217;t even have my windcheater. Cursing my luck, I came out and waited for some time until the downpour turned into a drizzle. The dark clouds forebode rain for the entire day. Not wanting to get stuck in a heavier downpour, I started driving the two wheeler back home, hoping the rain gods would ceasefire for the next hour or so before I could reach home. The road is located through scenic and landscaped surroundings, with nothing to come by, except the occasional vehicle or some kids on their shepherding routine.</p>
<p>Somewhere in the middle of this road, I saw a middle aged man walking briskly in the drizzle. Hearing my vehicle, he suddenly turned and waved his hand. I stopped near him and he asked me if I could drop him. I said I could and asked him where he was headed to. He asked me to drop  him somewhere further in the road from where he could take a bus to the city. It started raining heavily by now and as a car passed us by, I was wondering if I did a right thing by offering him help. He could have hitched a ride in the car and saved himself all the drenching <img src='http://manku.thimma.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':-)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>As we neared a bus stand where a bus just overtook us and stopped, my passenger asked me if I too were going straight towards the city. When I replied in the affirmative, he asked me to drop him somewhere near my place from where he can go further. Though puzzled by his request &#8211; he could have chosen to board the bus and travel safe and warm &#8211; I consented and continued the journey inspite of getting drenched thoroughly.</p>
<p>After about 30 minutes of driving through the varying rain I almost reached my place. Just before I was to take a turn, he asked me to stop at the nearest bus stop. I stopped and he got down. But he kept his bag on the seat and asked me to wait. I was puzzled. He then started searching through his shirt pocket. I asked him as to what happened. He didn&#8217;t reply, but took out all contents from his pocket and started shuffling, sieving and vigorously searching through them. All the while, I was standing there trying not to look like a fool.</p>
<p>Finally with a winner&#8217;s look on his face, he took out his visiting card out of the mess and handed me the same. And said, &#8220;I&#8217;m an insurance advisor with this company. We&#8217;ve very good tax saving plans. Please do call me to know more. Please tell your friends also&#8221;.</p>
<p>I broke into a wicked smile, thinking I should tell him that I was also one of his breed some time back and that the only client I could manage to snare &#8212; was myself and sped. <img src='http://manku.thimma.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif' alt=':-P' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>But ruminating about the whole event, I am amazed by the tenacity these people demonstrate. I know  several people who have managed to achieve considerable businesses even under extreme adverse conditions.</p>
<p>I need to learn a lot from them.</p>
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