performance v/s position
Priest dies & is awaiting his turn in line at theHeaven’s Gates. Ahead of him is a guy, nattily dressed, in dark sun glasses, a loud shirt, leather jacket & jeans.
Lord Dharamraj asks him: Please tell me who are you, so that I may know whether to admit you into the
The guy replies: I am Banta Singh, call center driver and I drive from
Dharamraj consults his ledger, smiles & says to Banta Singh: Please take this silken robe & gold scarf & enter
The Kingdom of Heaven.
Now it is the priest’s turn. He stands erect and speaksout in a boomingvoice: I am Sant Shiromani Baba so & so , Head Priest of the so & soTemple for the last 40 years.
Lord Dharamraj consults his ledger & says to the Priest: Please take this cotton robe & enter the
‘Just a minute,’ says the agonized Priest. How isthat a foul mouthed rash driving Taxi Driver is given a Silken robe & aGolden scarf and me, a Priest, who’s spent his whole life preaching yourName & goodness has to make do with a Cotton robe ?
'Results my friend, results,’ shrugs Lord Dharamraj.
While you preached, people SLEPT; but when he drove histaxi, people PRAYED.
Moral of the story: Its PERFORMANCE & not POSITION that ultimately counts.
