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Learnings from a future M.P.

So I joined this new organization recently. I really was nervous about various things – from location to people and what not. But, then, fortunately, I met few really amazing people here. Someone might think it’s too early to say this, but for now, I will like to go with my assumptions.

One of the people I met was Ram (Name changed as asked) and I was super-impressed by the way he carried himself. Anyone could easily distinguish him from the crowd by the way he carries himself.

So, One day I was traveling back in his car and at the gate, all the guards greeted him so well that I couldn’t avoid, but notice. I asked him, “so all of this, because of your work or car or what?” And he smilingly said, “Nothing of that. it’s just that every day when I come here I don’t miss greeting them. Exceptionally on some days when I get sweets from home, I share those with them.”
I saw a similar response to him at few restaurants, which he had visited just a couple of times.

He is older to me but will always call me with respect. I even saw that this was the case when he talks to other people who are at lowest level in his reporting line. He will transfer his knowledge to others, very easily. He empowered subordinate in their work like a packing supervisor had become a good office staff under his guidance. Again impressed!

I was once boasting to him about how good I am at not letting anyone go against me on mails. One day, I was about to blast a colleague over mail, who had wrongly pinpointed me. Luckily, Ram was around me, so I showed him the draft mail. He told me to calm down and said that people do try to play mud games when someone is doing something good. I don’t have to react to them in their own way, else it will be my loss. So, I framed much better, much calmer and much more positive mail and it worked.

I at that point thought of writing about him but then thought it may not look a good idea and hence dropped. But finally wrote after today’s incident.

So, taking you to flashback first. On the very first day, I had liked his Kurta very much and wanted to get a similar one. I conveyed him my desire but he had got it from his hometown. After few days in the work, I got to know that he is a son of a M.P. So I myself felt awkward that I was asking him for such a thing and hence never talked about it. Two weeks later when he visited his home, I suddenly I got a call from him, “How many meters of cloth do you want?” I was damn surprised, a son of MP visiting a shop to get something as non-important as this thing.

All the incidents surely told me how a MP might be carrying himself, creating influence with simple and genuine acts, take care of people around, respect everyone, carry on with good work positive work and most importantly while being at higher level give attention to the lowest level.

Supply > demand

Term one had just completed & everyone was leaving for home. I wasn’t. So all the seniors who were there in the campus were asking me the same question, “Why are you not going to your home?”
I had to tell them that my parents are coming.
Same happened when I met another senior, but she was keenly interested in knowing the details. SO she asked me, “Wouldn’t it be great if you go to your home? You not only meet your parents but other people too”
I said, “Yes! But my mom was worried about me. Once she will have a look at this place, she will be relaxed.”
Another immediate question from her was, “Is this your first time you are living away from your home?”
I said, “No, it’s been 12 years that I am living away from home.”
She was prepared with the next question, “So, your parents must be used to it, na?”
I said, “No, their willingness to visit me has kept on increasing over the period of time. Mother is the only person who defies the laws of supply and demand. The supply is ample irrespective of immediate market availability or even demand, moreover there is no marginal limit to it. The more you take it from her, the more she will be ready to give and that too at less expenditure**.”
This time, she took some time to react. She just thought for a while to herself and said, “Agreed. Maa ka pyar hi saccha pyar hota hai. 🙂 🙂 “
**(Less expenditure because she is the one who is spending each and everything, so basically your spending is negative. More she spends, more is your spending in negative and hence you can say that your expenditure was less. 😀 )

One for all

Today I was facing a mid-life crisis kind of situation.  I was wondering whom to text? Who shall I ask about such an important issue? I didn’t want my family to be worried about it. I had to ask someone wise, but not from my family. So I texted someone I had started trusting in the last few days. Since my CAT results, this person constantly kept motivating me. I wouldn’t even have appeared for the last few important interviews without her. Even now, for every small query she is the first one among my friends to reply.

 

Talking about her, she is a person who knows a lot about people. This can be seen from her profession as well as personal life.  A person who is always seen with a smiling face and would make sure people around her would have those precious expressions on their face too.  I trust her so much not only because of wisdom that she carries from her experience but also because of the sense of confidentiality and respect for a most stupid thought that I may have.

 

But the thing is she isn’t a friend. She is actually a teacher. A teacher who had forgotten the boundaries of age and position to help us. Very few people can do that. I still remember the last day when we met, I wanted to have a photo with teachers. I asked them to come on stage, but she didn’t come because she forgot for a while that she was not a student.

 

I just thought to myself, every time I thought of her I associated her with the qualities she has. How she had changed the way I thought about some things. I never realised when all those thoughts and impressions got washed off, the ones which were imprinted on my mind since my childhood.

 

It was way back in 2000 (I guess).India vs Pakistan match was going on and most of the Indians could feel an adrenaline rush, so did I. But sadly India lost, inspite of that we heard a sound of few firecrackers. I heard someone saying, “They will do that, they have a reason to celebrate” I couldn’t understand why someone would have fun in India losing a match.

And then just a few months after that, I had to visit a fair which used to be there around our village. The fair was something all of us as kids used to eagerly wait for. On the third day of the fair we were supposed to visit but on the second day, few people tried to create tension which resulted in riots.

 

Then another thought came to my mind. May be by helping someone someday, I would be able to erase some of the impression that person is having. May be I would be able to reduce at least one firecracker next time. 🙂  . Looking forward to that opportunity.

 

So keep doing good, don’t lose heart that no one else is doing it. Spread the love <3 It would surely be reciprocated 🙂