Reflecting on Life: 'THE BASIC DUTY' FORGOTTEN A FEW TIMES, AMIDST 'THE USUAL BUZZ!'

The engineer working in the Aircraft Manufacturing Industry was not given the very much expected promotion instead his own colleague got that..

"We'll send you on deputation to....”

“We'll recommend you for the award of....”

“We'll send you for the latest training in....”

Were the immediate consolation assurances from them to the man..

None of the offers could comfort him as his constant pain at that point of time was..

"My colleague will be drawing more salary and additional perks now and equally he'll be In-charge of.... I should simply face all that for another year at the back of the unwanted sympathies from others hurting me in parallel!"

Soon, the engineer decided to visit his distance native place on a fortnight leave which was pending since long time and forget the pestering issue for a while. Accordingly, he made a plan and in a short time visited his distant native town in the remote area where his parents and the elder brother lived..

The very next day, he decided to venture out into the town on his brother's motor bike but the same needed some immediate repairs. His brother advised him to take the vehicle to the nearest garage in the same street where the owner knew him well..

The owner enquired about the engineer and immediately assigned the repair job to one of his boys of 15-16 yrs of age. The boy looking almost black all over due to the environment dirt on him instantly smiled showing his bright white teeth for a while and immediately started attending to the work in front..

It took about an hr, the boy completed the required repairs and handed over the vehicle to the engineer. As the man was about to move from there after making the payment of charges of repair, the young boy with a beaming face asked him,

“Sir! I don't know exactly. I'm asking you.. Are you the brother working in Planes Making Company in the city?"

When the engineer nodded his head in affirmative with a smile, the boy instantly exclaimed,

"Sir! How nice to see you here! I'm really very happy. You make such big, big planes which fly so much high in the sky. So wonderful to see them fly with no support. I see daily one plane flying above us. I heard that some of them travel very fast..

Also we heard that in the sky they give food, play music and show pictures too. And all these you only make. A wonderful personality you are.. special by yourself! You are great for our country.. I'm proud of you, Sir!”

The engineer was suddenly up in spirits when he heard the great respect the boy carried for him in his heart. He bid bye to the boy, finished his work and was soon back home but totally was in a different mood whistling aloud without his own knowledge..

Seeing his jovial mood, his brother who was knowing his earlier tension got surprised and asked him,

"What happened to you suddenly, dear? You look so look different!"

The engineer smiled and kept silence further. But his mind was never silent and was on continuous run within.. So to say on the

'Right Run..'

"Each work carried out by a particular professional forever carries laurels in the eyes of my country men and women who directly or indirectly are the beneficiaries of those services as well directly or indirectly make their own small contributions put together towards the so called salaries and perks of all such professionals..

In this context, whatever be the internal problems and petty politics of each Organization, it becomes the primary duty of all these Professionals to look at themselves for a while and sincerely ascertain whether they have truly delivered what their country men and women from end to end expected out of them..

All the rest of the achievements and recognitions at work however great they may appear outward, always stay one step behind this certain contribution made with all sincerity meeting this expectation at any point of time in our active life..

And if I'm ready to do this to the best feasible, where are then my blues in the situation?"

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend,