Soft or hard ?
At the moment ,I am sitting relaxed, almost idle.Some old memories are coming to my mind.When you are free and have nothing to do, old memories start striking you. While in service,my superiors considered me as a very sincere and disciplined officer.But to my subordinates,I was a strict and tough officer, a hard task master and a man, whom they were afraid to speak and to explain any thing.I always expected perfection and time bound results from my staff..If I found any thing less than that, it was beyond my tolerance.I used to shout and scold the staff very badly.One day after a similar occurrence ,the staff saw me with tearful eyes.I saw pain and helplessness in those eyes. They were the eyes which had lost hope,courage and ambition and had completely resigned to fate.I felt guilty, rather ashamed of me and vowed to be soft with my staff. I thought, in his home, he also would be a father ,a husband or a son.When he would be returning home, his kids would be saying "papa aa gaye,papa aa gaye", wife would say "chai bana doon" and mother "tum thak gaye hoge beta, kuchh kha lo".A man in the office may be my staff, may be a defaulter,but in his family he had a status of a father ,husband or a sincere son.
From then onward, I tried to change myself.For small mistakes,I did not use harsh words,but explained them how to do it correctly.But habits die hard.Whenever there was a blunder or a serious mistake,I was again the old one, yelling and shouting,--------------a helpless, poor man.
At the moment ,I am sitting relaxed, almost idle.Some old memories are coming to my mind.When you are free and have nothing to do, old memories start striking you. While in service,my superiors considered me as a very sincere and disciplined officer.But to my subordinates,I was a strict and tough officer, a hard task master and a man, whom they were afraid to speak and to explain any thing.I always expected perfection and time bound results from my staff..If I found any thing less than that, it was beyond my tolerance.I used to shout and scold the staff very badly.One day after a similar occurrence ,the staff saw me with tearful eyes.I saw pain and helplessness in those eyes. They were the eyes which had lost hope,courage and ambition and had completely resigned to fate.I felt guilty, rather ashamed of me and vowed to be soft with my staff. I thought, in his home, he also would be a father ,a husband or a son.When he would be returning home, his kids would be saying "papa aa gaye,papa aa gaye", wife would say "chai bana doon" and mother "tum thak gaye hoge beta, kuchh kha lo".A man in the office may be my staff, may be a defaulter,but in his family he had a status of a father ,husband or a sincere son.
From then onward, I tried to change myself.For small mistakes,I did not use harsh words,but explained them how to do it correctly.But habits die hard.Whenever there was a blunder or a serious mistake,I was again the old one, yelling and shouting,--------------a helpless, poor man.
The responsibility of getting works done on time and perfectly,can obviously give rise to emotional outbursts for a sincere person but then realising it,working on to improve it and then evolving to come out to become a better individual is something applausive..So I think the "helpless man" of that time must be sitting and smiling on his own achievement today with a feeling of proud and satisfaction..
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