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Nutan Tiffin Box service was started in Mumbai by Mumbai Dobbawalas. The Dabbawalls who are the solu of entire Mumbai aim to provide prompt and efficient service by providing tasty homemade tiffin to all office gorrs at right time and place. The service is uninterrupted even on the days of bad weather, political unrest and social disturbances. Recentaly they have started online booking system through their website "mydabbawala. com' Owing to their tremendous propularity amongst the hasppt and satisfied customer and members, teh dabbawalas sperater in a group of 25-30 people along with a group leader. Each group team up with other groups in order to deliver teh tiffin on time. They are not reansferred on frequent basis as they have to remember the addresses of their customers. They follow certain rules while doing treade-No alcohol during working hours, No leave without pemission, Wearing of withe cap & carrying ID ardsduring business hours. Recently on the suggestion of few self motivated fellow men, the dabbawalls though out and executed a plan of providding food leaf in tiffins by costomeers to slum children. They have instructed their customers to place red sticker if food is left in the tiffin, to be fed to poor children later. State four principles of management given by Fayol.

Read the passage and answer the questions given below it. While I waited expectantly, Madame came in and told me that there was no room at all for me in the hotel, not a bed, not a corner. She was extremely friendly and seemed to find a fund of secret amusement in the fact, she looked at me as though expecting me to break into delighted laughter. “To-morrow,” she said, “there may be. I am expecting a young gentleman who is suddenly taken ill to move from number eleven. He is at present at the chemist's perhaps you would care to see the room?” “Not at all,” said I. “Neither shall I wish tomorrow to sleep in the bedroom of an indisposed young gentleman.” “But he will be gone,” cried Madame, opening her blue eyes wide and laughing with that French cordiality so enchanting to English hearing. I was too tired and hungry to feel either appreciative or argumentative. “Perhaps you can recommend me another hotel?” “Impossible!” She shook her head and turned up her eyes, mentally counting over the blue bows painted on the ceiling. “You see, it is the season in Bruges, and people do not care to let their rooms for a very short time” not a glance at my little suit case lying between us, but I looked at it gloomily, and it seemed to dwindle before my desperate gaze become small enough to hold nothing but a collapsible folding tooth-brush. “My large box is at the station,” I said coldly, buttoning my gloves. Madame started. “You have more luggage. Then you intend to make a long stay in Bruges, perhaps?” “At least a fortnight perhaps a month.” I shrugged my shoulders. “One moment,” said Madame. “I shall see what I can do.” She disappeared, I am sure not further than the other side of the door, for she reappeared immediately and told me I might have a room at her private house “just round the corner and kept by an old servant who, although she has a wall eye, has been in our family for fifteen years. The porter will take you there, and you can have supper before you go.” I was the only guest in the dining-room. A tired waiter provided me with an omelet and a pot of coffee, then leaned against a sideboard and watched me while I ate, the limp table napkin over his arm seeming to symbolise the very man. “Are you ready, Madame?” asked the waiter. “It is I who carry your luggage.” “Quite ready.” Which sentence tells us that Madame changed her mind suddenly and decided to give accomodation to the writer?