Yes!

Some days start well. Only just. We then would be forced to endure the most of it and spend the end of the day in introspection. "Is there something wrong in me? But then I have not done anything bad to be at this end, yet...". In particular, the day of appraisal perhaps might just can't be better than this. Same here. After hearing some motivational speech where it all starts with "You can " and ends with so much of zeal and zest that you wonder for a minute, whether you could really do it. You may or not, thats different, but at that point of time, you feel so depressed and would like to leave the next minute after knowing the result. "Why have you not informed this to me before?", I wanted to ask, but saved time.

I just signed wherever required and came back with disappointment and anger written all over my face. Five minutes and I could not even resist seeing my face as such in the mirror as I crossed the reception wondering what people see in the mirror as they move. I then went to the rest room to wash my face and cheer up a bit. After all, the wait and the expectation were of the past then. Just as I entered, I saw "Repaired! Please use another one!" note above 2 of the 4 taps there. "What the heck!", I thought and waited as they entered. I knew that they were from the building maintenance, from their uniform. One was a bit middle aged, two others were in thirties I guess and one looked like he was in twenties, who quickly sprayed a lot of room freshener in the rest room and that included the place under the wash basins too, and left. Rarely have I seen people communicate so much in looks and so was engrossed in the old man's look. One of the other two quickly said, "Joined last week Sir! He doesn't know much here!". "Don't tell me! He is spraying room freshener like a corporation staff spraying insecticide!", he said. There was no sharpness and even the voice was at level but the message was conveyed. I was just amazed at this and stood by the side. "If these two are not fixed this evening, we'll cancel your contract. Period! We had enough already!", he said and the other two nodded quickly and spread like bees when seeing fire.

Later, I went down a floor to the restaurant and cursed seeing a heavy crowd. Waiting for food, I just reflected how the day went and when my turn came, I asked for something that was just over. The attending lady politely said "Sorry Sir! It just got over!" and I wondered whether my luck preceded me wherever I went. I ordered something else and went to the other queue, where I would be served. Within a couple of minutes, I saw this old lady carrying a heavy box of food items and ice-creams [came to know as she unpacked it and stacked them]. After a minute, she ran to me and said, "Sir! We now have what you asked for. Do you wish to change the order?". I was moved.

I don't see and cannot establish any clear pattern between such people. They are in different social strata yet exhibit the same thing - a lot more clarity and pride in what they are doing, however small or big it may be, with that odd human touch. They may not earn big or talk about that big, I am sure and a few who I know have been treated unfair as well. Yet they just do things with their style printed all over in it. That leaves an impression that stays long.

There I got my lesson and felt a lot better!

Yes!