Three days back road constructing labours had come to a street opposite to my flat. The road was bad due to rains and had so many ridges. It looked like people are climbing on the road and walking and vehicles use to go zig zag became of the bumpy surface.
One fine morning ultra tech road machine had come and labours were making the tar road as cement road, so that the further rains would not spoil the land for some more time. Since it’s going to be cement it needs to dry for one whole day .The labours arrived early morning around six and informed all the residents on the street not to walk on the cement until it dries and if anyone needs to leave for office use some fence or (my) flat’s back gate to go out. Many residents knew that news and started early to office and few jumped behind my flat and went out.
The labours started to pour cement on the ground and neatly leveled them on the road and made it look like school basket ball ground. It really looked nice to see them making it level, even I felt like leveling it. It looked like art for me. So within an hour they were completing the road and from my balcony the road appeared fresh and orderly.
Just then workmen finished and started, one girl did not know how to cross the road with her scooty. She was blinking for sometime not knowing she can go using the back entrance of my apartment. Out of her mind she drove over the wet cement, the nice tidy road had a thick tyre mark throughout the road. Other residents were so much frustrated seeing the road getting damaged again. More than feeling for the look of the road we all were worried about the effort put by the labours. It looked like a black spot on a white paper. For one hour these labours wore a cement guard in their feet and made it look good, within a fraction of seconds it looked all clumsy.
One of the labour who made the road could not stand seeing the road broken because of tyre, immediately he took the level board and started to patch up the mess. It’s not at all necessary for him to do this; once his work is done he could have happily left home. But he did not, he did not complain or utter a word seeing the mess, he quietly started to level the road again when other labours dint bother to help him. To add more irritation a dog started to run on the wet cement, now the dog’s foot prints were there. Everyone screamed looking at it (the scream was like a sixer hit by sachin), still this particular person did not bother and patiently made sure there are no sledges on the road after leveling the cement. This is also called as professionalism and he is a professional.
If he had thought that it’s not his problem to repair the mess created by someone the road would look much pitiable after the cement gets dried. Since it’s all properly leveled now, the road looks neat and tidy.
This proves that "professionalism is there in every level". It does not matter whether you are engineer, doctor, journalist, painter, architect, drivers, even homemaker for that matter etc. If a person has a determination and dedication towards their work and wants their work to look perfect, then everyone in this world are professionals irrespective of any job they do.
