Good or bad, time will tell





This is a modern take from an old Chinese fable that is appropriate for our times.

A young Indian graduate gets his MBA degree and lands a great job abroad. His college mates congratulate him. Professors say he has ‘arrived in life’. The graduate quotes wryly…"good or bad, time will tell".
There is a financial crisis in 2008 and the young man loses his job. His family is shocked at the abrupt turn of events and dismay sets in. The young man quotes wryly…"good or bad, time will tell".
He is forced to pack his bag and come home to his parents as an unemployed adult. He finds the love of his life back in his country. He eventually marries and has a lovely family of his own. His well wishers share his joy and congratulate him. The bridegroom quotes wryly…"good or bad, time will tell".
As he works through the vagaries of life, he slips down the career ladder as peers move up! “So sorry for the lost opportunity” says his concerned wife. The husband quotes wryly… "good or bad, time will tell".
He picks up the pieces and moves on. He invests time in his family and hobbies and cherishes the little things that life has to offer. Daughter nudges him to play hide and seek and gives him the best dad award. Parents are thrilled about the doting family. The father quotes wryly …"good or bad, time will tell".
A pandemic crisis hits the benighted world and brings it to a screeching halt. Suddenly all that we took for granted is snatched away by mother nature. There are job losses and wage cuts. Uncertainty, gloom and cynicism all around. The clairvoyant patriarch quotes wryly…"good and bad, it’s always a mixed bag, time did tell’’



The above short take is inspired by a chinese fable. Read the below link for context. What seems like a bane today could become a boon in years to come!

https://www.cleveland.com/living/2009/02/parable_of_a_chinese_farmer_ho.html

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