Whom would you rather choose?

There are lucky people who go through life as a knife goes through a slab of butter. They do the same job, live in the same house or room and remain married to the same wife. I envy them, though I have often noticed they believed we are having all the fun and envy us instead. I have a friend who left school for a job as a clerk in the railways and retired as a head clerk. He left his home in the morning for his office where he had a window table. He did whatever he was supposed to do, went down for his cup of tea or coffee after finishing his dabba, came back to his seat and left promptly at six in the evening for his little room in the suburbs. He did this for 35 years to the same flat where he was born. And he is the happiest man in the

This article was originally published on October 10, 2021.