Small Story 291.

Small Story 291 "Respect Through Language: Rani's Bengaluru Journey" After being transferred to the Bengaluru branch from Chennai, bank officer Rani felt a bit unsettled during her initial days. She had left her daughter, Shilpa, in Coimbatore with her parents who were settled there. Her father had retired from ICMR, and her mother, a dedicated teacher, happily took care of Shilpa. Rani’s husband, Ravi, worked in the Forest Department in Ooty. Rani had rented an independent house in Bengaluru, with the intention that her parents and husband could visit and stay comfortably whenever they could. Shilpa, a bright and cheerful student in 5th standard, loved her grandparents and was doing well in studies. One day, Rani’s thoughts were interrupted when her colleague Smitha approached her with a question. Rani answered and then resumed her work. Having completed 15 days in the new branch, she had begun adjusting to the environment, colleagues, and the pace of work. Determined to connect better with the locals, Rani started learning Kannada. She began watching classic Kannada films, especially those featuring Dr. Rajkumar, and slowly picked up the language. Two months later, Rani had become very popular in the bank. She greeted and conversed with everyone in Kannada, earning smiles and appreciation from all. The branch manager, Menaka, praised Rani’s effort and spirit: “You’ve shown real commitment, Rani. Learning the local language is a beautiful gesture of respect.” Rani smiled and whispered, “My mummy is a teacher. She always taught me that we should try to learn every language while never forgetting our mother tongue—Tamil. I really like this city. People are friendly, respectful, and always ready to help.” She added, “Next week, my parents and daughter are visiting. We plan to explore the city and attend the colorful Mango Mela festival.” Menaka nodded appreciatively. “If everyone transferred to a new place made the effort to learn the local language like you, our workplaces would be even more harmonious.” Rani nodded with a smile. “True, ma’am.” K.Ragavan 29 -6-25