"Many companies pay a salary of fifty thousand to one hundred thousand rupees to Engineering graduates, recruited fresh from the college. But, here they pay us a stipend of just ten thousand rupees per month. How pathetic is our state!" lamented Sukumar.
"This is our training period. They provide us free accommodation and food and over that, pay a stipend of ten thousand rupees. Is this not good enough?" countered Ramkumar.
"For beggars like you, this pittance may look like a handsome sum. But, for people like me, hailing from a wealthy family, this is peanuts. The stipend won't even cover my cigarette and liquor expenses!" shot back Sukumar.
"This stipend is only for six months. After that, we will get a salary of fifty thousand rupees per month" I told Sukumar, even while taking a sideways glance at Ramkumar.
Hailing from various places, we had our studies at various institutions and got acquainted, after joining this company as trainee engineers. I felt bad about Sukumar speaking deprecatingly of Ramkumar. But, Ramkumar seemed to have ignored Sukumar's insulting epithet and kept quiet.
"They have built this training institute in a forest area and made us stay here, during the training period. Our life here during the next six months is going to be like the one in prison. We are allowed to go out only on Sundays, like prisoners being allowed to go out on parole!" said Sivasubramaian.
Six months had passed and we completed our training. The last evening of our stay in the hostel, we were sitting together in the hostel lobby and chatting.
"They paid us a total amount of sixty thousand rupees for six months. This amount should have been earned by us in one month. But, what can we do? I don't know how you people have been managing, but I asked for and got ten thousand rupees every month from my father" said Sukumar.
"I have managed to save twenty thousand rupees, out of sixty thousand rupees received by me as salary" I said.
One by one, other people also shared how much money each had saved.
When Ramkumar's turn came, every one was eager to know how much he had saved.
"I have also saved some money" said Ramkumar.
"How much?" asked one person.
"Well, we don't have any expenses here. Even the laundry is free. I didn't have to spend even one thousand rupees per month. I have fifty thousand rupees in my bank account" said Ramkumar.
"I think you should be crowned Mr. Miser! Why do you need a salary at all? If someone feeds you, you will work like a dog!" said Sukumar.
"Sukumar, this is too much. Ramkumar might have hailed from a poor family. Therefore, he might have been habituated to being economical in spending. Till now, he has not said anything about his family background. It is unfair to talk ill of a fellow trainee" I said, upset by Ramkumar's use of intemperate language
"I didn't say anything disparaging. I only pointed out that he doesn't need money at all" said Sukumar, not inclined to apologize for his remark.
"Okay. Our hostel life is getting over. We will be going home tomorrow. Many of us are from Chennai. My home is in Mambalam. Where is your home?" I asked Ramkumar, trying to divert the topic.
"MRC Nagar" said Ramkumar.
"That is a posh locality. It is an abode for wealthy people. Where are you residing there? At the footsteps of the Ayyappan temple?" asked Sukumar, deridingly.
"What is your father's profession?" I asked Ramkumar.
"He is working in a company."
"Which company? What is he working as?" I persisted.
"He is working as the Managing Director - of our company!" said Ramkumar, quietly.Section 1
The Path of Virtue
Chapter 13
Restraint
Verse 125 (In Tamil)
ellArkkum nanRAm paNidhal avaruLLum
selvarkkE selvam thagaiththu.
Meaning:
Humility is a good quality in everyone; in particular,
for the wealthy, it is like their wealth.
(This is the English version of the Tamil story 'kAdARu mAdham' by the same author)