INVISIBLE SHOES (PART II)
Everyday the Sun rises in the morning and then it travels in sky from East to West and finally sets in the west. Once Sun sets, slowly dusk comes and it is followed by dark night. Sometimes it is night that is black dark and other times it is moonlit starry night. After night comes deepest night, when every things become still, scary and calm. The wise always knows that there would be dusk next and then the Sun would rise again. The wise also knows that universe acts on simple plans and definite patterns.
Similarly a human body also follows the definite pattern and simple plan. Our energies, emotions and thoughts swells, stays there for certain period and then falls and finally calms.
A wise businessman knows the cycles of business and he also knows how to best manage in those cycles. While Business genius is rare gift and business foresight can be learned, still it is business wisdom that is integral to keeps business floated at all times.
A coastal town ZOE was known for its tanneries and leather manufacturing. It was known for its entrepreneurs, designers and makers. It was a town with robust manpower and talent. Few years back three businessmen, who were great friends and also, foes ran their respective businesses passionately. They were Sumed, Hiren and Yojeet. All of them wore different business shoes.
It was cold wintery night and it started raining and then snowing heavily. As darkness fell, night became more calm, but freezing.
There was huge bungalow large lawn. In large living room a huge Tao painting hung at one of the wall, the quote on painting read:
Knowing others is intelligence ; knowing yourself is true wisdom.
Mastering others is strength ; mastering yourself is true power
A child was playing with shoes in warm well lit living room. There were lying shoes of different sizes on Persian rug and the child was trying each shoe one after another. Child wore all shoes and walked few steps and then unbalanced and then tried another one. Sumed, the father kept a watchful eye on child and let it play. He was happy at his childâs act. Ultimately child got bored and asked complaining, âDad, why canât I wear your shoes?âHe thought first and then said calmly, âWell, your shoes are more cozy and beautiful than mine.â The child retorted, âNo, I want to wear big shoes with high heels.â Sumed said amusingly, âOne day you would wear those big and high shoes, but I think you have more comfy, colorful and trendy shoes. Child said, âOne day, Papa, I would design my shoes on my own.â Sumed said philosophically, âYes Son, no one can design right shoes for you, only you can.â
The child returned happily to shoes and continued trying different sizes of shoes and said excitedly to father, ââYes Dad, I would one day fit into more bigger and higher shoes than you and Papa, those shoes would be invisible shoes.â
Sumed asked laughingly, âWhy Invisible shoes?ââ
Child said, âBecause nobody would see them.â
Sumed thought bit philosophically, âYes, in corporate world everybody wears those invisible shoes to protect them from their opponents. In business, you canât risk to remain barefooted and let people hurt your as people would often try to trample on your feet.ââ
Sumed was a seasoned tycoon. He was wise, a rare combination of courage and ability to think and act. He was gifted with insight and commonsense. He was a rare mix of intelligence, perceptiveness, spirituality and shrewdness. He could act in difficult and complex environments swiftly. He had a great intuition. He acted on gut feelings. He could easily sense the feelings and thoughts of other people. As sumed was man of action, so going at market place was his habit. He used to flock the market regularly and he involved himself in all operations of business. He was a product and customers man.
One day at Airport, he met his old business buddy Hiren.
Hiren, a genius was a person of rare talent, intellect, creativity and productivity. He had made terrific addition to industry. He had a soul which was vast and he had a rare talent of remaining in excitement and appreciation of all things. He believed in verse:
Lead me from the unreal to the real. Lead me from darkness to light.
Lead me from death to immortality. May there be peace, peace, and perfect peace”.
One day both met at an airport while waiting for their respective flights. It was bad weather that had delayed the take off and landings. Neatly dressed captains and crew members wore anxious looks. Both sat in big lounge away from ticketing, customs and passport area. Big led screens flashed two words prominently, âFLIGHT DELAYED.â Intermittent announcements and occasional travelers filled otherwise quiet shopping area and food courts.
After exchanging initial pleasantries, both started talking about business in general.
Sumed said, âHow business is and what do you see in market?â
Hiren reflected, âWell business is as usual and..and..I see market far..far.. better than yesteryears. Oh..Ya..I ran few analyticsâŚ and.. I think it would shoot up.
Sumed had done his homework well like before and was bit worried.
He said, âYes, we are blessed to be in such timesâŚbutâŚI suspect few more turbulences n disturbances in marketâŚrecent aggressive takeovers by few players are bad.
Hiren, âYes, I also suspect few enthusiastic takeovers andâŚ. also, some bad closuresâŚmarkets are getting too competitive.â
There was an announcement for flight and both to rushed to respective flights.
Hiren sat in flight and took out his laptop and leafed through Global leather Industry forecast report published this morning. He was happy to see prediction of CAGR of 8% and see few big import orders predictions. He read the product launches, price wars, mergers and acquisitions in detail. After reading the information, he looked into profiles of big brands like Kering, Coach, Prada and Hermes. He knew that these reports and profiles would be followed by everybody in industry, but he was a leader who knew the analytics the best in industry. After reading the report, he ordered lunch.
Leather industry was always had many players, but now sharks had entered the market. They were ready to kill as many small fishes as possible and clean the ocean.
Then one afternoon, Sumed sat in his living room, looking outside the big window and reading words written on Tao painting silently. His son was playing with toys on Persian mat. He picked his mobile and saw many congratulatory messages. They read; Bravo! Fantastic! Awesome! Congrats! Way to go and many more. A message from Hiren read, âYou nailed the bastard.â
Smilingly Sumed said to his Son, âI have also found my Invisible shoes.â Son gave perplexed look to his father. Sumed continued mumbling a short poem.
âEverybody wears comely foot gears,
Sometimes bit high, sometimes bit tight.
Nobody ever wore a small clog
But wise always wears, the fitting old boots.
Yes, Invisible shoes, The Invisible shoes.â