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Nov 2018
Met
an old man in the market
he was sitting on the platform
selling metal jewellery..
Am waiting for my friend
a small chat
he told me
Nowadays he hates doing business
I asked, Why?
he said, "Now, there is no respect for money, people never bargain for my product and they are rude.."
I asked, "how can call this rude!"
he replied, " In those days, When foreigner comes they bargain. A small kind of friendship and respect what I feel. Now, that's missing, a poor trader need relationship with his customer not money alone. They remember us when they see the product, if they bought on bargain.."
JP
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