The journey of life is so interesting. You briefly meet some people in life who are so extraordinary that you can never forget them. You also meet some people who look so ordinary but never give up, keep trying to improve their skills and never waver in their quest to grow. Recently I happened to have a tele-talk with one such person from my past.
This friend - let’s call him Kutty for the purpose of this story – is one from my Delhi days. He was from a middle class family and moved to Delhi in search of a job in the early eighties when he was around 18/19. He did not even have a degree and could not speak a word of English or Hindi. He got a menial job in a small private company. Had he continued there and not tried to improve his skills, after all these years he might still be in Delhi struggling.
However Kutty was made of sterner stuff. He worked his way through a degree and picked up reasonably good Hindi and English speaking and writing skills along the way. By the time I met him in the early nineties he was working as an administrative office in a Japanese firm. He had completed a diploma in management also by then.
Kutty was a good friend during the three years I worked in Delhi and after that we hardly kept in touch. Last month he got my number from a common friend in Bangalore and called me up from – of all places – the US of A! His story in the last decade is even more amazing. It seems his wife, a nurse, got a job in the US, and he followed her. Instead of trying for a small job, he joined up for a nursing course himself and completed it. Right now he is pursuing a specialisation in a niche area.
Remember Kutty must be around 46-47 years old now! When I asked him how he managed to cope with studies now, his humorous reply was – ‘I am the youngest in this class’!
I am sure that 10 years from now he will be in an even higher orbit.
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