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— H O O R —

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When talked about ‘talent’, it reminds me of the parable told in the Bible by Jesus Christ, the Lord.

It is the story of three servants of a man who were given talents by their master. To one he was given five talents, to another he was given three talents and to the third he was given one talent.

He gives them the talents and goes out and expects them to earn something from the talents given to them till he returns.

The one who has five talents earns five more talents from them. He who has three earns three more, but he who has one talent does not do anything with it.

In fact, he goes and buries that one talent in the soil because he says to himself that my master is a very harsh man. He takes from where he did not put any effort. He was afraid that his master might curse him, but when his master came, his fear came true.

But when his master comes and takes account of everyone, he praises the remaining two servants for their work and hard work and gives them the
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