Was getting my shoes polished today morning at the busy CST station.
Everytime i put my foot forward, there’s a sense of awkwardness seeing someone dust the shoe’s while u stand up tall looking Down upon them. (can’t imagine how one would feel in their shoes)
anyways there’s one elderly gentleman on PF1 who stands out from the other polish wallas.
keeps dusting the shoes, looking at them from every possible angle making sure its clean, rubs generous amount of cream, dabs his brush in the polish making the shoes shine as if he ere to wear it himself.
At the end of it all he raises his hands with a satisfactory smile on his face, feeling proud about what he’s accomplished, and all all this while his fellow compatriots are busy sending people off in a flash so that they can collect more money.
i’ve been going to him for many years now and every time he goes about his job with the same curiosity and eagerness, that ends in a proud satisfactory smile.
And while i’m looking at him admiring his sincerity and thinking about “tipping” him something tells me that i might just hurt his self respect if i do so.
Strange how he manages to do such a thankless job with the same enthusiasm and elan everyday, while others around him are busy spinning numbers.
Guess there are two kinds of people
Those who love their work or make any task given to them their own.
they are not bothered about RETURNS, but RESULTS. they derive their satisfaction and happiness from work itself.
then there are those who work cos they have to, they just want RETURNS not RESULTS.
donno which group i belong to but i’d rather be the happy paalishwala who loves what he does and will always try to be that way.
If you are still wondering whether i “tipped” him,
I DID NOT
Not because i did’nt want to, but cos i did’nt have the courage to.
in fact i’m walking back with the “TIP” that’ll remain with me for a lifetime