This is what Bhagwan wants to tell you .

This is what Bhagwan wants to tell you .

Hey Parth (Employee),

Incentive nahi mila, Bura Hua

salary cut rahi hai, Bura Hua

Extra shift hogi, woh bhi buri hogi.

Tum pichhla incentive na milne ka paschatap na karo,

Tum agle incentive ki chinta na karo,

Bus apni salary main santusht raho....

Tumhari pocket se kya gaya, jo rote ho?

Jo aaya tha sab yahee se aaya.

Tum jab nahi the, tab bhi company chal rahi thee

Tum jab nahi hoge, tab bhi chalegee.

Tum koi experience leker nahi aaye the..

Jo experience mila yahi mila...

Jo support diya company ke liye...

Degree leker aaye the, experience leker chalo.

Jo system aaj tumhara hai...

Woh kal kisi aur ka tha....

Kal kisi aur ka or parso kisi aur ka hoga..

Tum ise apna samajh kar kyo magan ho rahe ho..

Yahi khushi tumhari tension kaa kaaran hai.

"Kyo vyarth chinta karte ho, kisse vyarth darte ho,

Kaun tumhe nikaal sakta hai......"

Policy change company ka rule hai.

Jise tum policy change kahte ho, wahi to trick hai.

"Ek pal main tum Best performer or Hero no.1 ya Super

Star ban jaate ho,

Dusre pal main tum worst performer or target nahin

achieve kar paatey ho."

Appraisal, incentive etc. etc. mann se hata do,

vichaar se mita do, Phir company tumhari hai or tum

company ke.

na yeh increment wageyrah tumhare liye hai

na tum iske kabhi ho, Parantu job secure hai

Phir tum tension kyon lete ho........?

Tum apne aap ko company ko arpit kar do,

Yahi sabse bada golden rule hai,

Jo is golden rule ko jaanta hai,

woh review, incentive,recession,retirement aadi se sada

ke liye muqt ho jaata hai....

Little Barry

LITTLE BARRY

Little Barry came into the kitchen where his mother was making his dinner. His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted: "Mum, I want a bike for my birthday"Little Barry was a bit of a troublemaker. He had gotten into trouble at school and at home. Barry's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for his birthday. Little Barry, of course, thought he did. Barry's mother, being a good Christian woman, wanted him to reflect on his behaviour over the last year, and write a letter to God, and tell him why he deserved a bike for his birthday. Little Barry stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write God a letter.

LETTER 1: Dear God, I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my birthday. I want a red one. Your friend, Barry Barry knew this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this year, so he tore up he letter and started over.

LETTER 2: Dear God, This is your friend Barry. I have been a pretty good boy this year, and I would like a red bike for my birthday. Thank you, Barry. Barry knew this wasn't true either. He tore up the letter and started again.

LETTER 3: Dear God, I have been an OK boy this year and I would really like a redbike for my birthday. Your friend, Barry. Barry knew he could not send this letter to God either. Barry was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mother he wanted to go to church. Barry's mother thought her plan had worked because Barry looked very sad. "Just be home in time for dinner", his mother said. Barry walked down the street to the church and up to the altar. He looked around to see if anyone was there. He picked up a statue of the Virgin Mary. He slipped it under his shirt and ran out of the church, down the street, into his house, and up to his room. He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen. Barry began to write his letter to God.

LETTER 4:I HAVE GOT YOUR MUM. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE BIKE. Signed YOU KNOW WHO