What makes you?

Lights out Alice!

I just came across two sayings that i would like to quote, one from Richard Muller in one of his answers in Quora and the other from a T.V. serial called "Madam Secretary".

First, i would describe the quote from Madam Secretary:

"Achievement is often anonymous."

How many times do we boast about something that we set out to do, often without having completed it. How many times, having completed a task, we brag about it over and over again, drilling our achievements inside the minds of unwilling people. Every mention of a good reduces its value. No, it is not a virtuous folklore told to children to imbibe values but a fundamental truth.

The value of our good is reduced though the pride and the relentless pursuit of bringing down others and the need to feel superior.

We all rise, we all fall. Maybe not today, not in a while, but we all fall. What makes us is how humble we are when we are rising and how eager we are to build again when everything is lost.

Yes, it is not easy as writing words on paper. But, what needs to be done, needs to be done.

The second post made by Dr. Richard Muller on the question, "What is the single most revealing thing about a person?"

He writes:

How they treat other people. Do they listen? Do they show respect to others. Are they kind? Do they like to help others? Do they dislike many people? Do they mock those people that they dislike?

I am reminded of the great humorist Will Rogers, who did not seem to be joking when he said, “I’ve never met a man I didn’t like.” I’ve thought about that a lot. It is not quite at the level of “love your enemy”, but it is more within the capability of a mortal human.

Do they treat the elderly with special respect? Do they treat children with respect? I remember traveling in a poor section of Chile, and noticing how well-dressed the children were, despite the poverty. To me, that reflected a wonderful people, a wonderful culture.

It is not how you present yourself to someone over a meeting that lasts for two hours, but the way you behave at you special someone, like your mother, your wife/husband or your children when you get back home from that meeting. Remember that day when you came back home from that meeting and threw your bag aimlessly and shrugged that tie off you like it was a reptile. That time when you threw that glass of water from your sight like it was a cup of poison. All those times are the ones that define you. Those are the times, times when you don't respect the person who had been waiting on you, praying with every passing second for your safe return. That person, and your image in that person's mind in the best of times when you forget about them and the worst of times when you use them as your punching bag. THOSE MOMENTS DEFINE YOU.

THOSE ARE THE MOMENTS THAT MAKE YOU.

Lights out Alice!