Namaskar

I always love to greet with a big namaskar (Indian-sytle to greet others) to all and sundry. But I fail to understand the moment I say namaskar, the person am talking to pitches in a domineering manner, as if am his servant. In most cases they end up in voice as if they are my bosses.

Still I try to ignore their snubs and bossy replies, consouling myself with Gandhian thoughts.

Whoever reads this blog should come up with comments as to how to deal with such persons.

Here I would like to quote E. H. Richards---"A wise old owl sat on an oak, the more he sat the less he spoke; the less he spoke the more he heard; why aren't we like that wise old bird?

Come on brothers let us not belittle one another by arrogant talks.