About a decade ago, there was a certain period when I was unemployed and the level of frustrations was at an all-time high. There were very few jobs available and the future was unclear.
One day, I was in a market out for some chores. There I met a fakeer (not exactly a beggar, but someone who has taken up religious preaching as his job and asks for money from any passerby). He could somehow sense from my face my low levels of confidence and he stopped me. He asked me if I was feeling low. I don’t know why but I responded and nodded.
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