As the cliched old saying goes, there is a woman behind every man's success. I don't know if I'm a success or not, but I keep getting surprised by how my times I was changed by some exceptional women. When I was studying in Hyderabad, I was surprised by the first-class treatment I got from my aunt. Of course, she's after all my dad's younger sister, but still. She seemed to get a special satisfaction from inviting me over to their house pretty much every weekend, and treated me as well as their son. I mean, I lived in other relatives houses, but I was never treated like I was part of their family, except for this aunt's place. I was always given the first-class treatment.
She would never realize how much she inspired me about treating people the way you would want to be treated by others. Oh, she helped me so many times when things were tight financially. I mean, she had no reason to do this. I had other aunts in the same place, but this aunt, despite her faults and fears, is a first-class human being. Thank you dear aunt, for inspiring me, and I hope I will get the chance to show my gratitude some day.
Next, my landlady. Another superb human being. I simply can't remember ever having an issue with her. In what must be the ultimate "good boy" stamp for me, she decided that I don't eat right, and invited me for breakfast today. I mean, all of you must've had a nice landlord, but she is actually waiting 6 months for me to move into an office space that I was going to occupy. Needless to say, she is foregoing substantial amount of money. She has absolutely no reason to. She even obsesses over the way I dress! I thought it would be hard to replace my aunt for a surrogate mom. Surprisingly, my landlady is giving her good competition.
Last, but not the least, my last serious girlfriend. She accurately predicted that I will know what I lost when she moves on. I remember giving a pretty cocky answer, but yeah, she's pretty much right. I never realized how much of a lucky bastard I was to have her, but you know, you make pretty stupid mistakes every once in a while. But anyways, she continues to set the standard in my taste, things I care for and probably the most important manner, my ambition. I still see a restaurant or any outfit with her sniffy "is this place worth having me" outlook. I still wonder how horrified she would have been if I eat in a lowly place. She set the standard so high, that I inevitably end up comparing my prospective girlfriends with her. You might call that silly, but that's how it is.
Well, I guess you might notice that I have omitted my mom. Well, for
that, one blog post wouldn't be enough. The sweetest thing ever. Okay,
she has her faults, but c'mon, I couldn't have asked for a better one. So the point is, all these women, have in some way or the other, made my life better in countless ways. This is just to say thank you. And I will never forget what you have done for me.
