The sweeper

As I looked on from the bus window at the traffic junction my eyes trailed the man in his brown uniform, wearing a brown cap, like the one Nehru ji use to wear. He was a sweeper. The man appeared to be so very engrossed in his work. His wife I am guessing waited with the trolley to collect the garbage. I had never yet seen a sweeper working this hard, that too at his age.

He cleaned, between the dividers, every nook and corner of the dust filled and garbage attracting pathways, He picked wrappers and got and as much dust as he could off the road. I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

To be bogged down by poverty and still care about clean roads especially when no one was going to find out if he had done the job, is certainly not something one sees every day. He personified integrity to me. This man is going to be a part of my inspiration list.

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6 thoughts on “The sweeper

  1. Yes you are correct i also come across so many such people and i myself sometimes think my job is
    nothing when compared to theirs.
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    one more can you believe the fact this picture is in fact a women with body paint posing like a parrot.
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  2. oh god now it seems that i am someone who has not eaten food for a week,and suddenly got chicken biriyani?sorry i don’t know how to put smileys here,otherwise i would have done it.you did not said you are from which state,you take classes on which subjects?Geography?which class are you teaching?only if you are sure reply i know asking personal things is not right.God Bless.

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  3. sorry pranitapatra i am like this.even if you didn’t reply i can understand.I want a favor.i am undergoing a surgery for kidney stone next week.i have no idea whether it is a big or small surgery.just pray for me ok.

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