During one of my visits to Ooty, I came across a college student who seemed to be on the look out for a job and I told him about the Milk Society. He burst into laughter and told me, “Do you want me to be a cowboy in a nice place like this… Do you?”
“We are in the same boat, man. I too am a graduate and I was in the same mood for a short period when I started there,” I convinced him.
On the next day he came to the Milk Society to make sure of his chances. He would have accepted the opportunity, but the job was very tough. So, he left immediately.
He left Ooty in a couple of days. But one thing is sure, this boy looked more adamant and determined to find a plush white-collar job that suited his qualification. Several months later, I ran into him at a remote place somewhere in The Nilgiris. He was now the proud owner of a petty shop there.