Mrs. Coomaraswamy told another story about
business methods in India.
It seems that
early one morning she was at
a kind of craftsmen’s bazaar.
fewer shops available than there were
So a poetry contest was arranged.
The one who
made up the best poem got the
losers were going away quite contented
reciting the winning poem.
She asked them why
they were so pleased since they were
“Oh, it’s no matter.
When his goods are sold
he’ll have no use for the
one more of us will get a chance to sell
what he has, and so on.”