How classy is your job...

Rrrrringgggggggg... goes the alarm.... whats the time... 6 O'clock... can sleep for another 10 mins...put it on snooze 'my cell is tuned 10mins ahead of time' .... in another split second i hear the alarm again.... God why is time flying?... get-up get-up.... yaawnn.... I need a cup of hot coffee...I place my feet down... oooooh... Its so freezing cold....where are my slippers.... ah now it feels good... feet well slippered, and in no mood to let the rest of my body take the same spine chilling cold, i get into a warm sweater and move towards the front door... Just as i open it a light breeze blows... grrrrrr.... bangalore's winters are getting really cold... oh, how i wish it was a saturday... now to go for work... i find myself at the gate.... put my hand into the bag and pull out the packet of milk... he's delivered it alright and here's the newspaper...can hardly read a word.. at six in the morn, its so dark...'its winter you bum... the days are shorter and nights longer' :) .... i go in straight to the kitchen.. light the stove.. place a tea-pot... put in the required amount of milk & look through the news of the day...'Satyam in deep crises', 'Pumps go dry on panic buying' - crazy people... :), 'Humbled in bypolls, Soren to lose job'-serves him right :( ... all just the continuation... hmmm the milks ready... now for the instant bru....

I comfortably seat myself at the table... sipping my brew and relishing it, i silently thank God the day began so well.... coffee on time... something clicks in my head... that boy.. the milkman... he must be around 18... he's doing his higher secondary... thats what he told me... its so great of that boy.. i mean he comes in everyday punctually, so early to make sure that all of his customers get their milk on time... its soo cold outside... wonder if he cribs in bed too... we need to look up to people like this to learn a few things from...

The newspaper boy, the milkman, your postman, your maid, the guy that collects garbage from your doorstep so you have a life easier to live... These are the people who you hardly even notice... everyday life just moves on... without even a second glance at any of these... There maybe, not much that you could do to light up their life... but its not that you can't do anything also... the few times you meet them face to face.. probably you would'nt even recognize them.. it could be the first time you notice who delivers your registered letters... but yet... just a harmless smile...or a silent prayer for the person... or maybe a salutation... 'good day' wish... that would bring a small smile... his/her day would be made...

As a part of society, there are some things that all of us as human beings need to learn... we need to learn to respect every individual around us... just as much as respect, you demand from another is how much you need to show to the other... and when you respect another person, you also will begin to respect his/her professsion... its not new to anybody i think, that we notice amoung us several people hold low regard towards certain categories of jobs... you see in your day-to-day life in conversations where people make qoutes like 'oh he, he works for a call-centre' or 'that chaps a driver'... it may not be a suitable job to you... but it does serve him/her as a source of living... There's almost no such thing as a 'classy job'...if there weren't people who do half your jobs for you everyday, life wouldn't be just as easy... think about it... were you to walk up to a shop for your pack of milk every morn...fetch the paper... drop kids at school... do all your daily chores yourself... a lot different isn't it?.. almost unimaginable... what you may sigh away as menial is probably manna for another... learn to be grateful... things will look less sophisticated then...