The Most Stupid Assumption. In May 2016, about twenty of us embarked on a trek to Panchchuli Peaks ―a group of five snow-capped Himalayan peaks lying at the end of the eastern Kumaon region, near Dugtu Village Darma Valley.
My friend Rasochi, the HR Head of a medium-size company in Pune, India, a diehard workaholic, who always thought that he was indispensable for the company, unwillingly agreed to join us in this excursion that lasted for about 10 days.
Actually, the prime reason for joining the trek was the medical report which showed that his blood sugar level was around the border. To start the journey, we flew from Pune to Delhi and from there we boarded a train to Kathgodam and before travelling in a bus to a place on the Indonesia-Nepal border, called Dharchulla, a truly beautiful small town in Himalaya.
Fortunately for Rasochi, up to this point, telecom signals were functional, and every now and then, Rasochi kept on calling people in his department and enquiring if everything was fine over there. He was hardly part of the discussions and the fun which the rest of us were enjoying all this while.
As soon as we left Dharchulla for the onward trek to Panchchuli, the telecom signals simply disappeared. For about six days, it was like Rasochi was without oxygen. He constantly kept worrying about his company back home and just did not pay any attention to the scenic beauty of the Himalayas, hence did not enjoy it at all.
We all kept on persuading him to forget it and enjoy the majestic Himalaya, but somehow he wasn’t prepared to listen. After six days of a mesmerizing trek, we came back to Dharchulla, and Rasochi was excited because for the first time in six days his phone got connected to the telecom operator.
He immediately dialed his assistant to find out what was happening in his place of work since he last spoke with him, hoping to hear that there was crisis after crisis in the company since he left for the trek. To his dismay, the reply Rasochi got from the other side, brought tears to his eyes.
His assistant said, “Sir ever since you left here, everything is absolutely fine. Please don’t worry and don’t hurry, take your time and enjoy your trek”.
Rasochi did not know what to say and where to look. He kept the phone down, eyes closed, sat in the chair for a while. And then after a while opened his eyes, turned to the leader of our group and said, “Boss my trek starts now and so also my life.”
Thereafter, for the next three days, until we got back to Pune, Rasochi was a star, mingling with everyone and enjoying every moment. Because, finally it dawned on Rasochi, that on this earth, no one is indispensable, not even Sikander or the likes of him. But has it dawned on you as well ?? If not, then please remember, “Nothing can be more stupid than to think that you are indispensable”.
Give your best in everything and be the star performer that you are, but don’t think you are indispensable.”Nothing can be more stupid than to think that you are indispensable” Nobody is indispensable even me — Norma Anderson