The Cup of Coffee you serve someone with love may change their life!

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Every evening after the office by 6:30 I, Krishna, development officer Esse life insurance, Rajpatna branch visited Shankar Bhat’s home. Shankar Bhat was the clerical staff at Esse life insurance. Shankar bhat was popularly known as Bhatru at Rajpatna. He is been working as the clerical staff in the same branch since 15 years. People admired his selfless service, the smile he carried most importantly his positive vibes.
Every evening by the time I reached Bhat’s home, he tells his wife Annapoorna to serve me a cup of coffee and leaves to the sanctum beside their home for the holy rituals. It’s his way of thanking Mother Nature. Sometimes even the local people come there to offer their gratitude. Annapoorna Amma serves me the coffee with utmost love and leaves to the prayer room inside their home I sit there alone with my cup of hot filter coffee in the portico where there are some scented plants filling the atmosphere with pleasant fragrance. Each sip of coffee with my eyes closed relieves me from the prejudice that caused distress. By the time I finish it, I could hear the Bengali prayer sung by Annapoorna amma and her daughter. I feel liberated at that moment.
Shankar Bhat once returned from the sanctum speaks to me for some time in the portico filled with the dusky light of lit lamp before Tulsi plant. He speaks about the different possibility to reach target before the dead line, the beauty of the town, culture, rituals which keeps me charged. I always carried positive vibes back home because of him. Once the love for the place where we live becomes strong automatically the enthusiasm to work increases the life becomes more meaningful.  
Today I’m the General Manager of the Esse Insurance. I who was the ordinary development officer with a second hand scooter who was struggling to reach my target then have reached this height because of hard work and dedication. To work hard with dedication we need to have interest in the work we have chosen. The interest can be developed when we think positively for that we should be with those people who simply fill you with positive thoughts. If you cannot find one be one!
Today I live with my family here in this city. I cannot talk to Bhat everyday as I did before when I was a bachelor. I still have some of his words written in my dairy which helps me even today.
The Newspaper reporter asked the editor "A Cup of Coffee you serve someone may change their life" is this heading fine for the column. The editor said yes it is perfect just add -with LOVE!
The Cup of Coffee you serve someone with love may change their life!





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