Our
school used to celebrate ‘fun fair’ on every Republic Day. We used to sell its
tickets in the neighborhood and then ran stalls selling sweets and games. One
year our Principal also gave me the opportunity to sell. Perhaps my
qualification was my personality which suited it most; so he declared “Rahul
will sell laddoos”! I got a tray of laddoos to keep company for the whole day
while my friends enjoyed being vagabonds as usual. It did not help either that
the Bundi Laddoos were of immensely tempting color and aroma and I always had a
sweet tooth. Though I found it surprising that not many came to buy so lovely
laddoos which cost Re 1 each. By evening, since the sales were low, I had to
eat some of those and keep the money in my collection box out of my own pocket
money. With regretful heart, I returned the remaining laddoos in the tray and
explained the accounting of sales to the Principal. I think it is always better
to be customers than salesmen; especially if the items of sale are so
delicious…
(Childhood memories...)
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