Tuesday, December 20


My Business: The slum dweller who founded a food chain

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
Oscar Wilde

Born to slums of Chennai
Bamboo walls and floors of earth
Shanties with corrugated roves of tin
Selling steaming idlis to earn tuition

Washing  the same school uniform by hand
Each night, for three years
Earning scholarships for college
Sister pawning golden wedding  jewelry for my MBA

Two doors appeared
One glimmering with golden rupees
The other, shimmering in sunlight

I turned my back on high rises and fancy suits
Returned to slums, cooking simple meals for a hungry nation

Each man I employ feeds five
Inspire 1,000, millions will eat

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