Destiny or Choice - Judas a tragedy

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Persistence and Accountability are Siblings


My children  practice on the electronic keyboard we have at home, but when it malfunctioned, we took it to a service center to get it repaired. The technician said that the problem was a minor one and   would return the instrument at the end of the day. We went in the evening to take delivery of the repaired keyboard, but since I did not find an empty parking space, I gave Esther and Rakshan the money so that they could pay the Service center and bring back the keyboard.

They took longer than expected to return with the keyboard, so I asked them the reason for the delay.  Esther explained that Rakshan asked for a receipt but the technician refused and  the delay was because she insisted on having it.  She went to  narrate  that as they were about to leave when Esther stopped and asked him why he wouldn't give them a receipt. He said it was just a repair job  and the norm was not to give a customer a receipt for repairs. Esther asked if he could give them a receipt and he said yes. She asked him for once again and he replied it was not the norm to give a receipt for repairs jobs.  She said that she wanted a receipt and persisted with her persuasive skills  till he gave one to her.

Thinking ‘commercially’, I explained to them that he was probably trying to save on tax. I reasoned that if he did not wish to give us the receipt, they could have asked a discount, to which Rakshan  all of  fourteen responded that it was better to fix accountability than to get a discount.






Intent to Action

Our family needed some medicines at about 10.30 pm, and since we had just finished a hearty meal, my son Rakshan and I decided to walk to the nearby medical hall, than use the car. Half way into our errand, Rakshan noticed a poorly dressed man sleeping in a dark corner of the footpath and said, “Dad, maybe we should put a 100 Rupee note in his hand.” After some thought on whether this was prudent, he decided against it, but as we walked on, he kept wondering what we could do to help the man. I suggested that we could buy some biscuits for him at the medicine shop, but once there, we got busy with the purchase of the medicines and forgot all about the biscuits.

As we walked back, we came to the spot the man was sleeping in the darkness, and suddenly remembered the biscuits. My son looked around for a shop to buy the forgotten item, but an idea struck him when he noticed a restaurant a few yards away. He took me there, ordered an Aloo Paratha (Spiced mashed potatoes in flat bread), took the packet to the man, knelt down and said, “Brother please get up and eat”. The man with a nod of his  head and a  grateful look acknowledged the  offering.  Rakshan got up to his feet and continued walking towards home as if nothing had happened... it came so naturally to him. Having witnessed this, I realized how little it does it  take for us to walk the talk.