Short Story of money and me
I grew up in small village. I lived in a place where each family ocupied with farming. And at my location farmers never decide price of their produce but middlman, retailers, big merchants or government. So I was not aware of the term called profit untill I crossed my 20. I was shocked when I first time knew profit. How can we take higher price than actual? I found it unethical. But I still believed that world is full of wise people and they have made the thing called business and profit, so it must be proper. It was hard to grasp but somehow forcefully I accepted. Also, I was under process to know the world better. I was taught that for survival on the earth we all have to earn money. Earning money and gain prosperity is goal. And you are more prosperous when you get more profit from your business. Having too much pressure of earning money, as young adult I accepted to live the system called business and profit. But I kept failing doing it because It was not in my blood. My ge
