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Inspiring Interview Conversation


One day a young person who was academically excellent applied for a manager's post in a big company. He passed a written exam and then a group interview. After this, the young man had to face a final interview to be taken by the company's director. In the final interview the Director looked into the young man's CV and saw that the young person did extremely well throughout his study life. Director started questioning him.


Director: Did you ever obtain any scholarship in your school or college?

Young man: None


Director: Did your father paid for your school fees?

Young man: My father passed away when i was 3, It was my mother who paid for fees.


Director: Where did your mother work?

Young man: Sir, my mother used to work as a clothes cleaner.


Afterwards, the director asked the young man to show his hand. Young man showed his hands that were smooth and soft. After this the director questioned him again.


Director: Have you ever helped your mother for washing clothes?

Young man: No, She always wanted me to study and learn more. Furthermore, she could wash clothes much faster than i could.


Now, Director asked the young man that when he goes back to his home today just go to his mother and clean her hands, after that he can come back and see him for a job.


Seeing a chance to get the job, the young man was very happy. So, when he went back to his home he requested his mother to let him clean her hands. Listening to this request she felt strange and happy and with such mixed emotions she showed her hands to him.


Now the young man started to clean her hands slowly and as he slowly cleaned her hand tears fell from his eyes. For first he noticed his mother's hands were so wrinkled and there were bruises in her hands and some bruises were so painful that she shivered with pain when they were cleaned.


This was the first time a young man realized that his mother washed clothes everyday to enable him to pay his school fees. Bruises on her hands were the price that mother had to pay for his graduation. After cleaning his mother’s hand he washed up the remaining clothes quietly and that day he spent a long time talking to her.


Next morning he went to the director's office. Director noticed tears in his eyes.


Director asked him, “What did you did yesterday?”

Young man replied, “I cleaned my mother’s hands and finished cleaning the remaining clothes.”


Director asked him, “Please tell me what you are feeling now?”

Young man replied, “Firstly, Now i know what appreciation is. Without my mother I wouldn't be here today. Second, By helping my mother now I realize how difficult it is to get things done. Third, I learned to appreciate the importance and value of family.”


After listening to the young man answer, the director said, “This is what I had been looking for in my manager. I want to recruit someone who can appreciate the help of others and understand the suffering of others to get things done. You are hired.”


Moral: If a person doesn’t understand what difficulty a loved one has faced to provide them comfort then they will never value it.




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