Today was just another hot day in Delhi , so we just wanted to chill at the nearby Mall.

We were in no mood to get back to our room by the mid night, as the present days are quite frustrating for both of us. Me and Sourav, have nothing to do but battling the hot weather of Delhi.

At the Mall, we had so many things to kill our time. ( when I say things, it means the Crowd ). So, hanging out with friends at the Mall with cold drinks in hands is the best part of my life. As the time passed by and the darkness of night started taking over the evening, the crowd started moving out and there were only few people left out there.

Suddenly we noticed two guys with a book in their hands, trying to make a Small Conversation with the pseudo intellectuals, but no one cared to get tempted about what they were trying to say, not that thing was our time pass.

They were polite, they were well dressed, they were so down to earth, as they were salesmen, trying to sell the latest edition of Oxford Dictionary, an Encyclopedia.

After two hours of game, neither of the two was able to impress anyone with their hot deal of Oxford Dictionary @ an unbelievable price of Rs. 500/- (approx. $ 12), which is tagged MRP 49 UK pounds.

I and Sourav decided to get a brief introduction of them, not with pity but with concern, walked up to these folks. Both of us were welcomed with the scripted pitch which was almost by heart to us. We made one thing very clear to them that we were not talking to them to buy their stuff. To this Amar refutes saying, “What makes you walk up to us?”, which sounded very rhetorical as he continues “Is it out of pity??”

But, it didn’t shock us as we knew that those words were the most suitable words in that situation.                                                                  

After a small Conversation, it revealed that they don’t get incentives or commissions etc, unlike most of us. Its just a part of their job to sell these books to people. This is what we call dedication, that most of us lack. At one point of time, we felt like buying it, but our pockets didn’t allow us to do so.

Now, it was time to take off, we shake hands. It was a good experience to talk to someone like this, however, the conversation gave us few more info about them, their names and numbers, just in case if we had any references, so we thought to help them in our way, by blogging about them. We clicked their photos and seek their permission to publish their contact info across the globe online, and they were more than happy to it.

This gave us an experience as these Malls are not always about sipping colas, enjoying air conditioned and watching chicks. it is also place for strictly work and no pleasure.