July 30, 2011
After
a long and draining day of travel, heat and dirt, just entered a hotel
for 'breakfast'. An elderly person was the server. Worn out dhoti but
neatly worn, aged, yet peaceful countenance (may be the serenity that
comes once you go through it all) and absolutely polite with everyone.
From macho men to the tiniest kid on his path he addressed everyone as
'ayya' (Tamizh word for 'sir'). The politeness with which he served
everyone and the respect he showed everyone was simply amazing and
touching. The best I could give him as appreciation was a smile and the
coins that came back as change. He simply put the coins in his pocket
and went back to his ways. Stoical!
'Karmanyevadikarasthe' as stated in Bhagavad Gita?! :)
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