PLANNING
In a certain kingdom, the tenure of a king was just five years - just five years.
After the five years, he was sent to a dense forest alone, where he can find no food and has to be amongst the wildest animals to his fate.
Nobody came forward to be the king of that area. Forcefully kings were made. Incumbents became 'funk' even before the end of the second year of the power, fearing the inevitable fate that is certain after five years.
A man was made the king very recently and he was very happy everyday! The second year, the third year, the fourth year...he was happy, more happy.
The subjects were wonder struck: "how this man could be so happy, when the earlier kings were unhappy and some even got heart attack at the end of the second year"
The bravest among the subjects went to the king for knowing the happiness of the king.
"Ha ha ha" The king laughed merrily and said:
"It is all planning yaar....and using my power as king for planning..."
"The first year of my service, I sent people to clear the jungle, killing the wild beasts."
"The second and third year , I built a posh palace there with a grand swimming pool"
"The fourth year and now, the work is on building resources and infrastructures for a fantastic living..."
Ha ha ha....so PLAN
-Rajanikant Story.
