Early morning walks were a routine
for many of us in Professors’ Colony, East Tambaram. And still is!
Once you finish your walk, in the
company of a good few, an august few, a chosen few – the few who could stare
their eyes with astonishing success through the clearing darkness of the pre-dawn hours – then you contently move
ahead, on to your next schedule for the morning – to wipe your car and/or bike
clean! J
Well, it was yet another relaxed
Saturday morning. A day when the mind slows down its pace to a lethargic ‘lullaby’ish
pace! I had just finished my walk, a wee bit early to be able to start quite
ahead of time on a weekend sojourn!
So once back at home I take my hose
tubing and start in all earnest - my car-cleaning chore!
Cleaning my car is something
that I enjoy doing all of the time – what with a wonderful nylonish flexi-tubey
for company, and water - water - water - all the way – I do relish and enjoy to
the utmost the sheer delight in being ‘water-sportive’ when cleaning my car, and
well, yes! it was my first car, a brand new car, a Santro XO car, a precious
car, ha ha and what not!
Happily humming away a tune that
rhymes to the spray of the shower of the tubey – I was shaken from the
stupeficated-world-of-my-own’ by a neatly-dressed gentleman who taps gently on
my shoulder!
With a startled surprise, and a
bated sigh, I wish him, ‘Good morning Sir!!!’
He was just finishing his morning
walk, and was on his way home, when either something about me or my car, bid
him stop right on his tracks!!
He stood his gentle ground and asked
in his usual inimitable style,
‘How are you rufus?’
‘Doing fine, Sir. How are you? Please
come home Sir!’
I request him as part of the
cultural protocol ;-)
Having politely declined my
impulsive ‘offer of the day’, he gently persuaded me to first turn off the
water from the hose-tubey on a ‘priority-basis’!!!
I did.
He now asked me to quickly fetch him
a pail of water and some soft cloth wipes.
I did.
Then he rolls up his sleeves and in
a fraction of a second starts on a ‘mission-clean-up-op’ cleaning the car
upfront.
He started to gently apply the cloth-wipes
from the bottom of the vehicle up to avoid even the tiniest of streaks or the
wimpiest of rashes in the vehicle’s polish.
After five or six ‘swipes’, he
soaked the cloth-wipes in plain water and went about doing the task with a
dignified alacrity and consummate ease. The spots and specks of dirt came off
loose from the car’s sides, as easy as pie, and he didn’t stop with that.
He soaked the cloth wipes yet again,
wringing it damp-dry, and cleaned the offside yet again, completely removing
even the tiniest film of moisture in its shiny and lustrous teflon-coated
surface! And very soon one quarter of the offside was as clean as a whistle!!!
Now he soaked the cloth-wipes again
for the umpteenth time, and was starting off on the nearside, when he stopped, looked
at me, smiled clairvoyantly and quipped:
‘rufus, now, don’t expect me to wash
the whole car for you!’
‘ha ha… okay Sir!’
‘This is how you go about washing a
car, rufus!’
‘Now, here’s the cloth wipe. Go
ahead. God bless. Have a good day!’
And he was off, in as casual a
manner as he had come down to help me out.
Indeed, it was not a help but an
ignition! A spark for a life-time from the blue!
Well, instead of giving me a fish
each day, here was a ‘mighty-senior-Professor’ teaching me how to fish!
The proper way of fishing!
Without wastage of water of any
sort!
With the limited resources available
at one’s disposal!
With respect and thought to the
needs and wants of the vast humanity around you who are deprived of even a
bottle of water at their disposal for days!!!
I had learnt my lesson! must have surely
been a decade ago!
And how!!!
Luckily, from a teacher’s teacher!!!
From none other than the Principal
of Madras Christian College - Dr. Alexander Mantramurti…!!!
The senior-most (Principal) of the College
was not only giving valuable ideas to the junior-most (Lecturer) on how to use
water judiciously, but he was also simultaneously teaching me those invaluable
lessons in as non-chalant a manner as could be, and with a dignified ease!
This gave me an instant answer to my
‘long-thought-out, seldom expressed’ question:
What makes the Madras Christian
College different?
What makes the dynamic Principal, the
vast array of illustrious Professors and the committed Students in MCC different?
Why are they always a cut above the
rest?
Why are they always
Unique in their thoughts?
Dependable in their words?
and
Exemplary in their actions?
Why can they NEVER settle for
mediocrity?
Why do they keep striving ONLY for
the bestest?
Why oh why???
The answer my friend aint blowing in
the wind!
Well, it lies in something unique
and inimitable:
Yes! It lies in its rich and
magnificent AURA!
The AURA that is MCC!
An Aura that can only be felt and that
CANNOT be well-expressed!
Viva la MCC..!
God bless MCC..!
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