A Man who inspired me
Man who commanded
I was inspired by a man who Can i ever forget the octogenarian who stayed with us for two days.He was a tall frail looking man who commanded respect.He had immense patience and strove for perfection in everything.
He was sent to stay in our house to avoid the hustle and bustle of the crowd and noise due to a wedding in our neighbour's house.My mother had agreed to have him,as she was confident of giving a calm and peaceful atmosphere in our house.But my sister arrived with her boistrous and rowdy kids for a week.
My mother got up early in the morning to give milk to the kids before they start bawling.Mr.Anil was up.Mother offered him tea.As she was having tea with him,the kids came crowding in.They fired questions after questions.He calmly sat there,answering their questions with such a patience that I was flabbergasted.I would have,by that time,been exasperated and brushed them away.
They asked him to make one thing after another.He not only made the thinngs but also strove for perfection.I could not help but ask,why he was taking such pains.It would tire him.Moreover,the children were bound to destroy them in no time.He said to me in no uncertain terms,"Young one,never be sloppish.Nothing that has to be done,can be so trivial,as to do it sloppishly.Whatever you undertake to do,put in effort and do it to the best of your ability".
Even now when I do some thing carelessly,his world echo in my ears.He inspired me to take pains in everything I do.I hope I will at least be half a perfectionist,as he.