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When I worked in advertising as a young account manager, we had the facility that we could take a cab home after 9 pm. We had some regular cabs who waited on us. I remember one guy who always asked me questions and tried to strike a conversation. It was a harmless exchange of information. He used to tell me the kind of house he has back in his village, his family, his children and his life in the city. One day, he told me that he wanted his children to be like me - educated, working for a good company having a respectable life. He was doing well in life himself, but he didn't want his children to live like him 

I always wonder - what really is respect? I wear good clothes, I eat at good restaurants and I travel well thanks to my corporate position. However, these are extremely temporary but for many it is the life they dream of. 

I realised then and I remember till this date that be grateful for all that I have. I'm blessed beyond imagination. God is taking care of me every day. Thank you God...always over me and mine 🙏

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