Tell us a moment or an incident that you treasure– not necessarily because it brought you happiness, but it taught you something about yourself.
Back when we lived in Rawalpindi, there was a woman who used to deliver milk for us, I loved seeing her and in my unusual Punjabi, I’d speak to her.
She never forgot to say, “Hi, bibi , how are you?
This would get me going and I’d start my conversation with her in Punjabi, I wasn’t as good as her, when we are little we do not think whether the words we choose are right or wrong we just speak, the fact that we have no inhibition, we easily learn new languages.
The milk woman would relate the story of her buffaloes, that she didn’t get as much milk as the day before. She wouldn’t make as much money.
I’d sit in the veranda and listen very intently. She liked this part of me, even though I was little I listened to her stories with interest.
One day she came as usual to deliver milk, I wasn’t very talkative, she was disappointed. She asked me questions why am I not my usual self, was I upset with her. I told her I wasn’t, after all these years I cannot recall why I was quiet.
She sat beside me and told me she would bring me some milk the following day and will not charge any money for it, then she said, “Now smile bibi!”
It taught me that day a very important lesson, all those people who knew me loved my interaction with them and my smile, that I should never disappoint them.