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Poor & rich

I have great interest in psychology. And here I will tell of two small, insignificant incidents that are quite opposite.
A person, who is well-off, found that the ink cartridge at his home printer was empty. He told his office boss about it and a staff was sent to his home to install a new one. The person who installed it had bought it in his own money. The office said it would not pay for it and the beneficiary is not ready to pay, though it was for his personal use. This is how the rich behave. Living off others' money.
Yesterday evening I and my friend went to a roadside vendor to eat golguppa. The boy gave us 6 and we ordered for a plate of sukha puri. Along with the plate of sukha puri, he did not forget to give the normal 1 sukha puri that is usually given at the end of golguppa. We did not ask for it and let it go because we already got a plateful. But he gave us what we had paid for without hesitation, even if it was a tiny puri.
These incidents may look small but I have often found that the poor are more honest in what they do. May be that is why they remain poor.

 

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  1. UnknownJanuary 16, 2011 at 8:35 PM

    Poor people remain poor because they are honest. So true. Hope I dont grow rich so much that I loose my honesty.

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