Normal people post and write in instagram when they meet someone important, a celebrity or a person they admire. The above pic has nothing extra ordinary, infact its far less than normal, the women are housekeeping staff and all the men are working as security and gardenor in Kumar Picaddilly on the day the pic was taken Nov 2020. This was the farewell they planned for me when I the current secretary was resigning and leaving the society and Pune forever.
I know the names of 2 persons in the pic Bunty (operations supervisor) and Gyaneshwar (Security supervisor), others I know by face only.
During my tenure, I didn't raised their pay, or gave holidays or did anything out of normal. Their work environment remained the same, along with the work load.
I never understood why they did arranged it?
When I see this picture, I wonder what these persons would be thinking when they planned a farewell for me. On a meager salary of 5k per month, trying to make their ends meet, they all contributed and gave me a portrait of Ganesha.
This picture now decorates my drawing room, not because it is costly and looks extraordinary. On the contrary its pretty simple, but I know deep down its a precious gift these people have given me that no money can ever buy. The blessings that decorate this simple painting is more than millions of dollars.
I normally used to write about people who have touched my live or marked their presence in some way or other, but this picture forced me to think that maybe I would have touched someone's life somehow without even realizing, The simplicity of this picture make me realize that my life is not all a waste but has some meaning to it. I may be replaceable in my job, my family detaste me for not meeting their expectations, my friends dont like to spend time with me because I am boring but someone somewhere do value me, not the cloth I wear or the accesories I put on, nor for my knowledge neither for my status but the real me, THE REAL ME!!!
This picture reminds me of Shailendra Uncles words "True meaning of living your life to fullest is by touching others life. People don't remember the parties you throw but the act of sharing your water bottle when you yourself were thirsty. How many party invitations you get is not the real judge of socialization, but how many eyes turned moist when they heard about your death. Live your life so that you make way to their dinner table discussions or prayers"
This picture make me rethink , maybe I am a part of their prayers!!!!!
