Small Story 81 Work is Worship

Small Story 81 Work is Worship After trying various cabs, Nandhini was tired and started looking for an auto to reach her friend Vasanthi’s place for lunch. Suddenly, an auto pulled up beside her. When she looked at the driver, she was surprised to see a person who looked more like an office employee than a usual auto driver. The driver, a smartly dressed 75-year-old man named Keshav, greeted her warmly. “Where would you like to go, madam?” he asked. “I need to go near Ragigudda,” Nandhini replied. The auto started smoothly, and as they drove, Keshav received a call. “Thank you, Sir. I received your payment this morning, and I’ve made an entry for October rent,” he said, speaking calmly but focused. A couple more calls came in, and Keshav replied to each one while keeping his attention on the road. Curious, Nandhini asked, “How long have you been driving an auto, sir?” Keshav smiled. “For the past one and a half decades, after I retired from the bank,” he replied. “Today is actually my 75th birthday. My children are all well-settled, but you’ll be surprised to hear why I drive an auto.” Nandhini waited, intrigued. “I could easily sit at home, watching TV and gossiping like many others of my age. But I don’t like that. I want to make a difference. I want to help people, especially senior citizens, by taking them to doctors and hospitals. Many of my friends ask me, ‘You have ancestral property and other homes. Why drive an auto?’ But for me, this work is fulfilling. It’s not just about earning money; it’s about making people’s journeys safer and more comfortable.” He continued, “Some people can’t afford to pay, so I don’t charge them. The money I earn goes into my trust, which I use to provide scholarships and cover fees for bright students, regardless of their caste.” Nandhini was stunned by his dedication and selflessness. She looked at Keshav with a newfound respect, seeing him as someone truly extraordinary. “Work is worship,” Keshav said with a smile, repeating the slogan his father had taught him. Touched by his words, Nandhini thanked him, “Thank you, sir.” She got out of the auto and entered the building, eager to share this inspiring experience with her friend Vasanthi. K.Ragavan 18-11-24