Never Thought So


There are things you never imagined you would ever do. But life such that you never know what turn it takes. So right after my MBA I had some free time which I thought to utilize doing something constructive, but then I got desperate.

Not that the work mentioned below is inferior ,but it was just that I had never related it to myself.




A person Tall, skinny built, wearing light Shirt with sleeves folded, and dark pants was standing in front addressing us. "We will be talking about great revolution in the insurance sector. So as you know Manmohan Singh was the finance minister in 2000"
Silence.
"Excuse me sir, but during 2000, it was an NDA government"
"Was it?"
"Yes"
"SO what? Still Manmohan Singh was the FM"
Then I interrupted. "Sir i think you must talking about 1991"
"Yes yes sorry...I mean 1991"

Before moving forward i want to tell you that these excerpts are from a training session that me and one my friend(from IMNU) attended for being an Insurance Agent. The Scope of the work ws local and hence had respective crowd, people just out of high school, people wanting to sell insurance. How I got there is a long long story. But again, never thought I would be doing it.

"What do you understand by insurance" he asked.
My friend, very good in acads and even better in CP (class participation) could not hold himself and narrated the full Intro paragarph from the "Management of Financial Services" Textbook chapter named Insurance, that we did in our MBA.
Of course this was a bit too much than what he had asked for."Good Good"(which he did not mean). And then he shot another question and pointing at my friend "You don't answer"
From the next question onwards i was also blacklisted. But then no other person seems to know the answers and then we were then again granted our freedom of speech.

The person that was teaching the tricks of the trade, seemed totally disinterested. But his seemed to sometimes awakens spontaneously and he tells some of his off the cuffs tricks.

"What I used to do, If the person seems reluctant to buy insurance....Toh Aunty par kood jana..."
And we were like what?

The whole one hour session was totally entertaining for me.

Comments

mere shabd said…
It is difficult to digest the current situation after so much struggle.
Well keep writing.
Wish you sucess in life
11:38 AM
Priyank Shah said…
meet me sometime n i will teach you my tricks of selling insurance too
9:37 AM
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