There are a number of nameless, faceless men in my little world, who have made a difference in my life. I may not them at all, but I know that they are working towards making my life better. This post is my way to express my gratitude to them.
My milk man
He comes in every morning, right on time so that my mom can make a cup of coffee for me before I leave for the day. Be it the weekdays or weekends, he is never late.
He taught me the lesson of punctuality.
My bus conductor
As a child, my school bus conductor would not only drop off every kid at the right place but would wait for some time if the parent hadn’t turned up. He would also help the children cross the road and only then would he get back into the bus.
He taught me the lesson of kindness.
My washer man
He was a man who came from a poor family and his parents could not afford his college fees. By the day, he was a student, in the nights he would iron clothes for people to earn money to support his own education and help his family out as well.
He taught me the lesson of perseverance.
He stays up all night just to ensure that I get a good night’s sleep. All is truly well, when he is around.
He taught me the lesson of putting others first.
The man who collects the garbage
Imagine driving a garbage truck all day from one place to the other with the stench overwhelming your senses. Sounds horrible doesn’t it? But I still remember what the man who collects the garbage told me once. He said, “This is the work I do. I get a good salary and I have managed to ensure that both of children are getting good education. I am not ashamed of the work I do, I am proud of my achievements”
He taught me the lesson of dignity of labour.
I salute all these wonderful men in my life.