Tamils’ Path to Prosperity
By: Roy Ratnavel
Twenty-five years ago on February 20th 1989, I got my first real job, with an investment firm. I was employee number 24. The lowest man on the totem pole — a mailroom clerk. It paid very little. It wasn’t much even then. Soon, I got my first real promotion as a filing clerk. I was thrilled. But soon realized I was still making the same. Scared and nervous, I meekly asked my boss, if I could please get more responsibility so I can make more. To my astonishment I got it. That was a quarter-century and half-dozen promotions ago.
