Khora – the Business Analyst

Khora was a scraggy dog that the tribal village owned. Though the village was surrounded by the dense forest, the wild and the domestic never trespassed their limits.  It was as common to spot wild boars, deer and peacocks in the village premises towards the dawn and dusk as to spot cows, sheep and goats grazing in the wild grass. And they lived in perfect harmony. So far so good.  But on a fateful evening somebody, high on charas, while returning from his daily chores, spotted a mighty tiger amidst tall green grasses near the village pond. It was the first time that somebody was spotting a tiger within the village boundary. He immediately ran with all his might to report it to the tribal chief.  He admitted being a little high on charas, but the news was far too important to be overlooked. The tribe chief climbed the small hill top and made a strange sound that signaled the village to gather at their assembly point. In less than an hour the docile tribe assembled. The chief announced the news and it sent a wave of shock among the villagers. There was a murmur of ideas and after long discussions the chief gave his plan to ensnare the predator using a prey. A prey that only the tiger feeds on. The intellects in the tribe soon came up with the answer – A Dog, that’s the only prey that the tiger eats and not any other carnivore. Khora was soon zeroed in for the mission. Within hours of proclamation, Khora was caged and placed near the pond where the tiger was first spotted. It was also decided to feed Khora, once in a day, to keep it alive. Khora looked happy, despite being in cage. As days passed by, the villagers grew sympathetic about Khora’s destiny. The poor dog does not know that one day it shall be devoured by the cold blooded beast and will not even be able to run away from it. Over time, the emotional attachment grew so much that they decided to feed thrice a day, and one of the meals included non-veg. Khora was in the seventh heaven; little did it know its fate. And then….

Thomas, an MBA graduate, highly professional, looks really great in his aristocrat suit.  He worked for the company which has a legacy of huge profit margins in investment banking. Despite the bulls and bears in the market, the company did maintain a graph that other majors looked up to. So far so good. At some point of time, the market went beyond the expert speculations, and the investors started losing huge money. The top management pressed the panic button. The news was far too important to be overlooked. The chief manger scheduled a conference with the team of elite managers to tackle the issue. The huddle room was soon packed full by the docile managers. As the chief manager announced the news, it sent a wave of shock among the fellow managers. To make things worse, the customer-meet was to happen next month. Tackling that was the first agenda. There was murmur of ideas and after long discussion they chartered the plan to bait somebody to the customers and somehow retain them, failing which the company’s reputation would go for a toss. A polite, diplomatic, graceful and more importantly an oblivious bait . After few more discussions, the Thomas was zeroed in by elite team of managers.  Within minutes of the adjourned meeting, an e-mail appeared on Thoma’s inbox –

“Hi Thomas,

Really appreciate your passion, commitment and hard work. Your next task is to represent the vertical for the next customer-meet. This would give you a wider exposure and high visibility – a kick start that will keep you ahead of your peers. Your name was unanimously nominated by the elite team of managers and that shows how reputed you are among the managers. The customer’s meet is scheduled next month and you would be interacting with them and re-new all the customer agreements for the next fiscal year. Grab this opportunity and prove your best.”

Thomas was in his seventh heaven as he went through the e-mail. And then…. 

.................Every dog has a ‘day’ !!!