Two eggs and a
bird
Able
Abe was an executive in his company. He had learnt the tricks of his trade
early in his career. He kept his heart well sealed within his mouth. If he
opened his mouth he was quite guarded about it. He selected carefully whom to
give a view of his heart. Thus his reputation was built. The Chairman of the group
which ran these companies, has his eye on him. He is
tipped to soon become Executive Director of a sizable company.
A
good egg.
Silly
Sam’s heart was visible when he opened his mouth. He has tumbled his way
through the rungs of the company. He has had his ups and downs and they
alternate very rapidly. His peers said various things about him. Different
people called him differently. Impractical, simpleton, crackedjack of many trades
and master of none, etc. Some loved him and some loved to revile him. What he
will turn up to be after five years or ten years, nobody can tell. Probably
still remaining in his egg of potentiality, still furiously pecking at the
suffocating shell.
Abe
has people standing with some mental tremors when he deals with them. He knows
how to talk with seniors, with equals and with his juniors. He is respectful
with seniors, friendly with equals and affectionate in a restrained way with
juniors. He has his measure for everything.
Sam
is unpredictable. He sometimes advises seniors, nags equals and patronizes juniors.
Or he could be respectful, loving and affectionate respectively. He seems
generous at times and selfish at other times.
Mother-bird
is warming all the eggs. She winks as she hatches her plot.
Swami Sampurnananda,