-At what time shall I get the
transaction ID, Sir?
-Come at 5 o’clock.
The cashier of the bank harshly
muttered the words and buried his head in the pile of files. I was shocked
because the day was young and the hour hand of my watch had not yet touched 11.
I looked dumb-found and was panicked. The prospect of a tiresome long wait
loomed large.
In my mind I scolded the cashier
for his unfeeling behavior and made up my mind to sit idly at the bank for some
time. I thought of the terrible cold and the return journey of 60 kilometers
that I had to make on bike after the bank work was over. I shivered imagining
the future.
At this time the peon of the bank
came to me. Looked at me smilingly and told, “Sir, please don’t be worried your
work will be done within 45 minutes. You had better go out and refresh yourself
with coffee or juice and come after an hour. I know the cashier well he unnecessarily
traumatizes the customers.” The soft words and the smiling gesture of the peon
was so comforting to me that I drew my hand and gave a good handshake to the
peon and went away to the market for a leisurely walk.
After 1 hour I went to the bank
and found that the work is done. The peon handed me the ID number and went
inside without any expectations. I really liked his good nature and felt, THE
CASHIER IS A BARKING DOG grumbling over his plate and THE PEON IS A SINGING
BIRD enjoying the beautiful world around.
Position never defines what you
are. Your attitude projects your real worth.
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