It was a mild sweet sunny day, I woke up in the morning seeing the
mobile for time only to find that I'm getting late and has to hurry up
for a marriage.
With my usual pace I got myself ready and came out of the house to
wear my foot guards 'The Slippers', which were torn the previous
night. At once, with my anxiety and enthusiasm mixed along with my tab
on time, I thought of getting a new pair and started my journey with
torned ones.
As I was getting late to Muhurtham, surprisingly I was an early
customer too, to the Bengaluru Shop owners. I could hardly find any
shop that could provide me the slippers to safe guard my prestige and
the cobbler's shop was also closed near to my home.
Now I ushered its the testing time for me in front of my relatives,
suddenly relieving my mind by preaching myself with Krishna's words in
Bhagavadgita "Maanapamaanayoh" (To take both honor and dishonor with
tranquility). As my mother was early to the marriage again a sense of
fear awoke, when I thought of my mother by chance of looking at my
foot.
Somehow the journey with my two wheeler went on with these tantrums,
at once I saw the cobbler's shop, huh a sigh of relief. Parking my
vehicle on the other side safely, protecting from speedy F1s and moto
sports and further giving an thought and care as there could be added
small journey of running race to the nearby traffic police station,
that can happen by the courtesy of Bengaluru traffic police and
straightly went to cobbler and asked for repair, by this time forgot
that I had to buy new pair. Suddenly my eyes went on to the new ones
hanging. I asked the cost followed by the manufacturer. The answer was
outrageous! What? yes. He told that it was not made or manufactured by
him. It was from a different source from whom he bought. But I thought
it was made by him. This is the fate of a country whose cobblers were
once so excellent in their profession, some of whom were able to do
even surgeries for skin torn apart.
These days cobblers (Karma yogis:- they have not left there
profession) has to earn their lively hood only by repairing the shoes
and slippers, only to hear from the unrepaired minds (owners) of the
repaired shoes/chap pals that, why they have to pay so much for such a
menial work or menial job which any typical Indian usually do, once
they are in a petty shop- Bargaining. But where this extraordianry
skill which has its legacy and ancestry find roads to escape, once the
same guy enters to a mall which contains branded products with the
price cards of 999/- only. The possible reason would be the cobbler is
a financially a poor man with whom the bargaining can be done, as
there is no problem of status. In other words there cannot be
scarringly disgusted eye sights towards you from the fellow
participants in the show of program, from whom the bad ego in you can
hurt (Without ego there cannot be a living entity, but bad ego hurts).
Moreover bargaining in India is having a notion that it is done among
low class (low income !) people. But in reality it is not so.
All these lingered and wavered in minds during the process of repair
with one thought which can evolve the lives of these people in a new
direction, What if, if the cobbler is made self sufficient? means, If
he/she can cater the local needs, which could give a fair competition
to the FDIs (foreign direct investments), the jumbo retailers and to
the open marketers, in turn give a proper meaning to liberalizations.
The business tycoons both Indian and foreign who are in the process of
polarizing the commodities to their brands and trying to attract all
the people to them for every cap and shoes.Finally people forced to
adhere to anything and everything done to products, anything added or
removed from the product and sold as the same product to the public.
The products sold by the process of liberalization at its horizon is
in fact converge into one entity/node by the concept of survival of
fittest, here it is the money, power,, and marketing strategies that
supersede the quality which has to take a back seat in the process, in
turn with increased cost.
Forget money,power(muscle) or marketing strategies even the required
raw materials are not present with most of the local cobblers! how can
this be a fair market according to the concept of liberalization and
open market? Its as good as sending the men to borders with bare foot
with no weapons to safe guard the country in North east, as we did
once in 1962 under the able leadership of J.Nehru.
Liberalization do have its advantages, it can pave ways to increase
the bilateral trade and in turn increasing the relations of countries.
But this is for particular products, where the raw raw materials,
natural resources (water), skilled labor with machinery and customers
are not at single place.But the poor cobblers fate is shinning ahead,
if we make no further delay in seeing the above required things and
the multitude of jobs created, all at one place BHARATH.
With these thoughts, I got my slippers back with a gesture of smile
and with a Re 10/- to the hands of cobbler, went to the function only
to see the different brands in different foots, some pointed in toes,
some at heels, some shinning and some even dazzling. The repaired
slippers only had a silent vision of all these.
mobile for time only to find that I'm getting late and has to hurry up
for a marriage.
With my usual pace I got myself ready and came out of the house to
wear my foot guards 'The Slippers', which were torn the previous
night. At once, with my anxiety and enthusiasm mixed along with my tab
on time, I thought of getting a new pair and started my journey with
torned ones.
As I was getting late to Muhurtham, surprisingly I was an early
customer too, to the Bengaluru Shop owners. I could hardly find any
shop that could provide me the slippers to safe guard my prestige and
the cobbler's shop was also closed near to my home.
Now I ushered its the testing time for me in front of my relatives,
suddenly relieving my mind by preaching myself with Krishna's words in
Bhagavadgita "Maanapamaanayoh" (To take both honor and dishonor with
tranquility). As my mother was early to the marriage again a sense of
fear awoke, when I thought of my mother by chance of looking at my
foot.
Somehow the journey with my two wheeler went on with these tantrums,
at once I saw the cobbler's shop, huh a sigh of relief. Parking my
vehicle on the other side safely, protecting from speedy F1s and moto
sports and further giving an thought and care as there could be added
small journey of running race to the nearby traffic police station,
that can happen by the courtesy of Bengaluru traffic police and
straightly went to cobbler and asked for repair, by this time forgot
that I had to buy new pair. Suddenly my eyes went on to the new ones
hanging. I asked the cost followed by the manufacturer. The answer was
outrageous! What? yes. He told that it was not made or manufactured by
him. It was from a different source from whom he bought. But I thought
it was made by him. This is the fate of a country whose cobblers were
once so excellent in their profession, some of whom were able to do
even surgeries for skin torn apart.
These days cobblers (Karma yogis:- they have not left there
profession) has to earn their lively hood only by repairing the shoes
and slippers, only to hear from the unrepaired minds (owners) of the
repaired shoes/chap pals that, why they have to pay so much for such a
menial work or menial job which any typical Indian usually do, once
they are in a petty shop- Bargaining. But where this extraordianry
skill which has its legacy and ancestry find roads to escape, once the
same guy enters to a mall which contains branded products with the
price cards of 999/- only. The possible reason would be the cobbler is
a financially a poor man with whom the bargaining can be done, as
there is no problem of status. In other words there cannot be
scarringly disgusted eye sights towards you from the fellow
participants in the show of program, from whom the bad ego in you can
hurt (Without ego there cannot be a living entity, but bad ego hurts).
Moreover bargaining in India is having a notion that it is done among
low class (low income !) people. But in reality it is not so.
All these lingered and wavered in minds during the process of repair
with one thought which can evolve the lives of these people in a new
direction, What if, if the cobbler is made self sufficient? means, If
he/she can cater the local needs, which could give a fair competition
to the FDIs (foreign direct investments), the jumbo retailers and to
the open marketers, in turn give a proper meaning to liberalizations.
The business tycoons both Indian and foreign who are in the process of
polarizing the commodities to their brands and trying to attract all
the people to them for every cap and shoes.Finally people forced to
adhere to anything and everything done to products, anything added or
removed from the product and sold as the same product to the public.
The products sold by the process of liberalization at its horizon is
in fact converge into one entity/node by the concept of survival of
fittest, here it is the money, power,, and marketing strategies that
supersede the quality which has to take a back seat in the process, in
turn with increased cost.
Forget money,power(muscle) or marketing strategies even the required
raw materials are not present with most of the local cobblers! how can
this be a fair market according to the concept of liberalization and
open market? Its as good as sending the men to borders with bare foot
with no weapons to safe guard the country in North east, as we did
once in 1962 under the able leadership of J.Nehru.
Liberalization do have its advantages, it can pave ways to increase
the bilateral trade and in turn increasing the relations of countries.
But this is for particular products, where the raw raw materials,
natural resources (water), skilled labor with machinery and customers
are not at single place.But the poor cobblers fate is shinning ahead,
if we make no further delay in seeing the above required things and
the multitude of jobs created, all at one place BHARATH.
With these thoughts, I got my slippers back with a gesture of smile
and with a Re 10/- to the hands of cobbler, went to the function only
to see the different brands in different foots, some pointed in toes,
some at heels, some shinning and some even dazzling. The repaired
slippers only had a silent vision of all these.
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