The working class - you and just you.

The working class - you and just you.

The working class, for me, is represented by individuals like Mr. X, who I've come to know through his diligent work in our neighbourhood. He serves as a supervisor, overseeing the construction of houses with precision and care. Amidst today's rain, when the streets were unusually quiet, I found myself taking refuge at home, relishing the cozy ambiance and sipping on a comforting cup of coffee. From the comfort of my swing, I watched Mr. X and his colleague meticulously placing bricks and applying cement, undeterred by the weather. It was a moment that made me appreciate the dedication and hard work of those like Mr. X, who play such crucial roles in our lives.

He was meticulously marking the pillar and skilfully placing bricks, ensuring each one was carefully cemented in place without any interruption. Suddenly, the rain intensified—from a gentle drizzle to a torrential downpour in just minutes. Despite the downpour, Mr. X remained completely focused on his task, seemingly unaffected by the weather. Beside him, his colleague was equally soaked, yet both continued their work with unwavering determination. For nearly 15 minutes, I watched them work tirelessly without a single sign of hesitation or pause. Their dedication and resilience in the face of such challenging conditions left me deeply impressed and reminded me of the admirable spirit that drives people in their craft.

A food delivery agent hurriedly passed by, catching my eye this time. It struck me how perfectly timed his arrival was, satisfying our monsoon-induced cravings with just a 20-minute wait. It felt like witnessing a superhero answering the call of monsoon hunger. As I smiled, I realized it was the selfless acts of these individuals that warmed my heart.

A schoolboy caught my attention as he strolled along the streams formed by small floods on either side of the road. He walked leisurely, seemingly enjoying the rain.

As I sat there, a series of thoughts cascaded through my mind. I realized that if I had stayed just a few minutes longer, I would have witnessed more faces pass by—faces reflecting joy, determination, contentment, and myriad other emotions.

Seeing requires more than just sight; it demands an intention to release fears and worries, to see people without bias or judgment. Most importantly, it requires taking the time to sit quietly with oneself, allowing observations to unfold naturally.

This monsoon, consider making a daily intention to spend a few minutes sitting quietly with yourself. Embracing inner peace can lead you to discover a new version of yourself, as wise individuals often suggest.

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