A Postman Who Was A Perfect Gentleman

A Postman And A Perfect Gentleman

Once upon a time (When I was as a kid in Ennore, Chennai, India)
there was a postman who used to come at the door step of our house,
say "sir post" (even if it is me, a kid) salute and hand over the letter
to any of us. He invariably did this to each and every house day in
and day out without fail and he remained the same throughout. I can't
believe such a man existed.
 
You may think he did that for some favour but you are wrong.
He never demanded bakshis on any important hindu functions and
always refused to accept it even if given. I still remember the ever
smiling face of his.

He is the perfect example of the saying
"do your karma and don't expect any reward or credit"

Tragic True Story Of A Loyal Dog - So Sad

For the past 6 years, a dog named Capitán has slept on the grave of his owner every night. His owner, Miguel Guzmán died in 2006 and Capitán disappeared shortly after the family attended the funeral services. They searched everywhere and put out flyers to try and find him. But no one had seen him.

    A week later, some people who were at the cemetery late one evening spotted Capitán laying on a grave and they contacted the grounds keeper at the cemetery. The cemetery notified the family who promptly came to pick him up and take him home. But each night he would cry and scratch frantically at the door to go out and he wouldn't return home until morning. It was later discovered that Capitán would walk the 3 miles back to the cemetary each night to guard his master's grave.

It has been nearly 7 years now. The cemetery does not close the gates until he arrives each night promptly at 6 pm. He sleeps there all night guarding the grave until the grounds keeper opens the gate in the morning. This is a true picture of Capitan here