Pleasure Comes With Patience

Growing up in a large family, my grandfather had a lot to live up to. His parents, who were successful farmers, were quite rich; however due to some family disputes they have lost most property in court cases, and paying for eight children who all had their own lavish hopes and dreams was a difficult task. Throughout his childhood, grandpa wanted to study well, become an engineer, or perhaps enlist in the army. As I ask him what life was like back then, he reminisces gloomily and says "Hardworking." But his hardwork paid off later, as with tenacious effort he soon rose to become the treasurer of the Indian Airforce. With his job, education, and discipline behind him, he made his way up, slowly but surely, towards a prosperous, fruitful life in which he was able to provide for his family, helping them achieve their dreams.
Regardless of what he had been through, the good and the bad, he always had the ethics he had grown up with , in mind. My grandpa realized the power and influence of the people around you, and was careful about it. "Be cautious and make friendships with good people" he told me.
Now my grandpa inhabits a contented life. He and his family, through effort and perserverance, are living like the middle-class equivalent of a king.
Discipline, discipline, discipline. Grandpa repeated this word over and over again as I interrogated him, it seemed like his whole life had bloomed through this one word. And for what he wanted to achieve, and the circumstances through which he wanted to achieve it, self-discipline was the resilent pedestal on which he stood. "Think about your goal, think about what you want to become. Then you must try hard to achieve that goal," He said. His words have forced me to think, really think, about what you want to be; notice his quote never said anything about doing what other people wanted you to become. This notion is reflected in his life story. He paved a road to his goal, no cement, no shovel, just true grit.
2011

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