Thought for the day
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House wife / Failed Marriage / Entrepreneur
From 50 paise, she now earns Rs 200,000 a day. She started her career 31 years ago as an entrepreneur, selling eateries from a mobile cart on the Marina beach a midst all odds battling a failed marriage, coping with her husband, a multiple addict, and taking care of two kids.
Today, she has overcome the hurdles and owns a chain of restaurants.
She married against the will of her parents. Unfortunately, the marriage failed but her parents never forgave her and she was on her own along with 2 children.
” I knew I should either succumb to the burden or fight; I decided to fight my lonely battle.” she said. She started selling pickles, squashes and jams she made at home.
Eventually she started her own cart on Marine Drive, Mumbai. On the first she just sold one cup of coffee, making 50 paise the first day. But she never lost hope and earned as high as 25,000 rs a day.
One day the Slum Clearance Board gave her an offer to run the canteen at their office with a proper kitchen. The chairman met her during her morning walk. It was a huge success. Thereafter, she never looked back.
She suffered the second shock of her life in 2004 when she lost her daughter and son-in-law in a road accident. The ambulance refused to carry their dead bodies. Finally, somebody carried all the dead bodies in the boot of a car. She couldn’t bear them scene and broke down.
That is when she decided to keep an ambulance on that very spot to help
people whether the victims are alive or dead. It is in memory of her daughter.
Today Patricia along with her son runs the chain of restaurant ‘Sandeepha’ in her daughter’s memory and around 200 people work under her.
She was awarded ‘Ficci entrepreneur of the year’ in 2010.
Poster : mansi agarwal .. q u o r a
Yes, I am serious sir!' she said in all excitement. She was sitting in front of the college principal on the admission day. The college was in a distant town and was far from her small village.
'I see you are excited,' the principal began in a calm voice. 'But you must understand that it's not usual here. Your academic performance is great, pick whichever stream you want, but why this one?'
'Sir,' she responded in her calm voice. 'I dreamed about this! I want to do this! I know I can and ever since I knew that I loved this, I wanted to live this!'
'But you will be alone! Do not expect other girls to join you! Which girl does this course? This stream is a monopoly of boys,'
'Tell me one thing, Sir, why should I curb my dream just because I am a girl? And do I look like a normal girl to you?' she replied. Her voice was firm. The principal knew that moment, that she was more than the boy-cut hair and jeans. No girl wore jeans those days and a girl was now sitting in front of him wearing a sleeveless shirt borrowed from her brother.
She was a woman of substance.
'But our culture..' she interrupted before he could continue.
'I am a citizen of our culture. Yes, I am a woman but a human first. I know making my dream into a reality isn't that improbable. Give me a chance and I will prove my worth.'
He felt like he was being interviewed by that 18 year old petite girl. She had the will to survive and sheer determination to win. He looked deep into her eyes and they were sparkling with confidence.
He sighed.
'So you are not accepting other choices, are you?' he asked.
'My fate accepts my will. Not the other way around.' She said smiling.
Her voice echoed throughout the hall.
'What was your name again?' the principal asked her while he looked into the admission form.
She knew she had convinced him. Her joy knew no bounds then. In a voice filled with enthusiasm, she replied.
'Ms. Chawla, sir. Ms. Kalpana Chawla'
(Edit: I read it in some book a long time ago. Loved it
)
Yes, I am serious sir!' she said in all excitement. She was sitting in front of the college principal on the admission day. The college was in a distant town and was far from her small village.
'I see you are excited,' the principal began in a calm voice. 'But you must understand that it's not usual here. Your academic performance is great, pick whichever stream you want, but why this one?'
'Sir,' she responded in her calm voice. 'I dreamed about this! I want to do this! I know I can and ever since I knew that I loved this, I wanted to live this!'
'But you will be alone! Do not expect other girls to join you! Which girl does this course? This stream is a monopoly of boys,'
'Tell me one thing, Sir, why should I curb my dream just because I am a girl? And do I look like a normal girl to you?' she replied. Her voice was firm. The principal knew that moment, that she was more than the boy-cut hair and jeans. No girl wore jeans those days and a girl was now sitting in front of him wearing a sleeveless shirt borrowed from her brother.
She was a woman of substance.
'But our culture..' she interrupted before he could continue.
'I am a citizen of our culture. Yes, I am a woman but a human first. I know making my dream into a reality isn't that improbable. Give me a chance and I will prove my worth.'
He felt like he was being interviewed by that 18 year old petite girl. She had the will to survive and sheer determination to win. He looked deep into her eyes and they were sparkling with confidence.
He sighed.
'So you are not accepting other choices, are you?' he asked.
'My fate accepts my will. Not the other way around.' She said smiling.
Her voice echoed throughout the hall.
'What was your name again?' the principal asked her while he looked into the admission form.
She knew she had convinced him. Her joy knew no bounds then. In a voice filled with enthusiasm, she replied.
'Ms. Chawla, sir. Ms. Kalpana Chawla'
(Edit: I read it in some book a long time ago. Loved it
)
An Israeli dad developed a system where his kids needs to work out if they want to use the computer. .. the computer locks up and in order to use it they have to paddle, they get credits that unlock the computer for a time period and when they run out of credits the computer locks again until they paddle enough credits to unlock it. ..
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