A FAKEER!

Imagine, a man who has been the Prime Minister of the world's largest democracy twice, on whose one gesture the country's military runs, was thrown out of the house for rent of only a few rupees. That person quietly stands on the street with his old bed and aluminum bucket without saying— "Do you know who I am?" " A 94-year-old man was standing outside his house in the hot sun of Delhi. The landlord's anger was on the seventh sky because the rent was not received on time. What did that old man have in the name of property? An old torn bed. Some old aluminum utensils. A plastic bucket and mug. When the neighbors saw this, they felt pity. They did the middle-rescue and convinced the landlord to give a few more days. That old man took his stuff back inside without complaining. That's why a young journalist passing through there was an eye on this scene. He thought this would make a great headline showing 'landlord' cruelty. He took pictures and arrived at his office. But when his editor saw those pictures, the ground slipped under his feet. The editor shouted out - "Do you know who this old man is? This is Guljarilal Nanda former Prime Minister of India! " The next day the newspaper headlines shook the whole country: "Twice the Prime Minister of the country was dependent on the grains! " As the news spread, the convoy of then Prime Minister and big officials gathered outside their house. The landlord started shaking after seeing the vehicles playing sirens. She never dreamed that her tiny house had the history of the country. When officers urged them to govt booths and comforts, Nanda ji said with great spontaneity: "What do I need these features at this age?" I was born as an ordinary citizen and want to go so. " Guljarilal Nanda ji used to get 500 rupees allowance being a freedom fighter, which he refused to take for years. Later under friends pressure they accepted it just so they can pay their house rent. He was given 'Bharat Ratna' in 1997, but his real identity was the 'fakiri' which made him stand apart from all politicians around the world. On January 15, 1998 when he took his last breath, he had no bank balance, no bungalow—so just an immaculate character. Lesson: In today's era where people drown in ego as soon as they get small positions, Nanda ji's life teaches us that greatness does not come from posts, but from simplicity and honesty.