The Worst Department

"Sir, the inspector from the health university said ours was the worst department in the hospital" our clerk cum typist said. She sounded upset. I would have been upset in her place too, because we all were intensely proud of our department and the institute. "Why did he say so?" I asked. "we took along all the sealed bundles of answer books of students for him to inspect. He did not like that. He wanted them to be open like the other departments had." "But that is against the university rules" I said. "The bundles have to be sealed as soon as the result was ready for each exam." "He also wanted the answer books of each student from all three exams to be put together." "That is not possible because the exams take place 6 months apart, and we cannot break the seal of each bundle, even if he wants it that way" our professor in charge of this matter said. "I explained it to him, and he finally understood it." "But if he is the inspector sent by the university, he should be aware of all the rules" I said. "Yes. Unfortunately he was not" the professor said. The clerk was still upset. "Don't think about what he said. He called our department the worst department because he was inadequate, and believed what the other departments did was the right way, not what is laid down by the university. It was his job to inspect the internal assessment result and go away, not pass judgment on departments. If it is any solace to you, let me point out that he was from an unknown Ayurvedic college. People take admission in such colleges when they cannot get admission in institutes like ours. That the university gave him a job of an inspector that truly busy people do not want does not make him God. His saying that we are the worst does not make us so. We remain what we are - the best. Never worry about what people say about you. Be principle-centered and be happy that you always do the right thing for the sake of doing the right thing, not to please anyone." She seemed happy after that.