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Have you ever faced this question in life, what the world around you is?
I don’t know why, It just clicked me, when my boss at office asked me and answered me In just a word to this cob web question.
The world around us is like a market where we are sales man. Yes, indeed we are salesman. Oh you must be taken aback, why suddenly we became salesman, what we are selling around and what may be our product which we are selling.

Friends, we are the salesman and we are selling ourselves to each and everyone in this market like a commodity or a product. The product is what we have learnt, what we are in present now. We always try opting things, very less of us do think things innovatively and implement this to practical world. But they are also salesman, some salesman are a success where some are just a depress. Both way we move, we act, we do the same things in life. One day in our world, when we think all the products in ourselves are sold out, and then we silently depart from this cob web world.
Look around, look at the teacher at the primary class, look how she is dancing and shouting and singing to tune the students, in fact the kids. Is she not a saleswoman? Isn't she selling what she is to the kids? She is not that woman whom we consider as the definition of a guru. She must be taking private tuitions after her school working hours. She is selling herself from morning to night.

Look at the young boy living to your next door. Isn't he selling himself to his new girlfriend?  He is trying every possible way he has learnt from those cheap bollywood movies to his girl, just to sleep with her. Oh, please don’t tell me, in this generation love exists. Someday or other day you will surely have a laugh if not now, if you deny. The boy is a salesman, he is selling himself. In fact at this age he is more a matured salesman, he is learning but he is succeeding. He now learns how debts to clear, how profits to earn. Turn round what you are thinking.

At your office, what you are doing my friend? What you want to do there? Trying to achieve your goals? Don’t say yes, I will laugh at you then. Say it a target, you are achieving your targets, in fact your sales target. You are that salesman also, to whom you are selling yourself for that boss who will kick you out after 2 months. Just to impress your boss, you become a salesman and you sell yourself.
Life is a cycle or a circle, it starts and ends to the same point, all we learned till date. Today I learned life is a sales target. Once we achieve it, we all depart at that moment.



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