Contest # 222 of @Ladiesofhive questions for the week are:
1οΈβ£ Who, or what, inspires you? πππ / ππ ~2οΈβ£ Who was your role model growing up?
So, I am going to answer these questions both in one go.
In my growing up I had many role models, it was just not one person. Many people who crossed my paths inspired me to become who I am today. I had no one person in my life, who I could say, I wanted to become like him or her. It was a little bit of quite a few people. Most of them were my teachers.
There was one of my primary school teacher, whose story I have mentioned before, how she took care of me when I was in a very helpless condition and she was the first person who I thought I would like to become like. Full of love and compassion and so caring, she was that I always felt that even my heart should be like her to think for others in the same manner that she did. Then there was my boarding school principal, who had somewhat similar personality. She always looked tough from the outside but there were times when I clearly saw her soft heart and the way she cared for all of us in the boarding school.
Later on in life, there was one of my boss in one of the jobs in the earlier days, who had similar qualities. She was excellent at the job, and she groomed me very well in to the job, she was tough and at the same time a very gentle and a humble lady. She was on a very senior level, but she never boasted about her position. I would always think that when I would climb up the ladder, I would want to be like her who was ambitious and at the same time gentle, caring and humble.
To look at the patterns all of these type of people who showed love and compassion towards others and are humble were and are my role models and they inspire me a lot to become like them. Then of course there was my dad, who was my biggest role model. He had an extremely tough life and yet was always jovial in nature. I never heard him complaining about life. He was always very helpful to others and he taught me tremendous life lessons through his own experiences. He taught me how to go out of way to help others, and to be honest in life about everything, to be kind towards those who were below us. The only drawback he had was, he could not express love, but he could clearly express compassion, even in his harshness one could see his kindness. He would do things silently for others and never let them know and on their face he would come out as a ruthless person. I did not want to become ruthless, but yes the other parts of him I always want to take that with me.
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