The Changing Perspective

 The Changing Perspective

Serving in the army is fun. You are looked after so well and your health is taken care by the organisation. I always had this perspective in mind and realised with experience that this belief holds good. 

I had joined my unit as a young officer and was to go for some office work to Udhampur from Jammu. So I boarded the army transit bus from the transit camp and settled myself on the window seat. The bus was as good as a luxury bus with wide cushioned seats, neat and clean. The gentry was good comprising mainly of officers and their families. As the bus was about to move a sepoy came in  and explained everything like an air hostess. He also indicated the water camper kept to be used if required,  saluted and got down after which the bus moved. I was impressed with the hospitality and care they took comparing the conduct with the civil buses and felt glad to have joined this organisation. I leaned back on the seat enjoying the spongy cushioned seat. As I leaned to rest I saw a placard displayed at the front side behind the drivers seat which read

"Please open your belts while you are seated"  Or

"Kripya belt kholkar baithein"( in hindi)

This further impressed me making me think that how much the organisation cares about me that even after providing so much of facilities they are bothered that I should be further relaxed by removing my belt to relax my belly too. I immediately took out my belt  and was more than happy after which I dozed off thanking God for giving me such a life where everyone cared so much.

As I reached back my unit and narrated the incident to one of my contemporary he bursted into laughter saying that they had written to open your belt while being seated in the bus  not for your comfort but 

"Unki seat belt ke back clip se na fatey isliye"

(To protect the seat cover of the seat from tearing with your belt clip at the rear side of the belt.)

This immediately made me fire abuses to my thought process as a reflex action. However later I realised why the perspective changed just on the thought process of another person as both the perspective still hold good. No doubt the organisation cares and even if it cares more about its property it is not compromising with the care engulfed in the system. 

So I resorted back to my original perspective as it contained my long developed emotions of love with this organisation which should not change  just by one such incident.

I never explored to find the motive behind putting such a placard till date and kept my perspective live.