I was shocked to see the office of my friend, a managing director: It was in an absolute state of chaos and disarray: Books thrown on the floor, files scattered all over and the glass top of the table shattered. “What happened?” I asked, “Tornado passed through?”

“Something like that Bob,” said the MD as he looked sheepishly from his chair, “I don’t know what got into him. He’s a hard working chap, and I would hate to lose him, but after what he’s just done, I might not call the police, but I’ll have to sack him for sure!”

He called me the other day, “Bob,” he whispered, “my blood pressure gone up, I feel my head’s going to burst. I listened and advised him as best as I could. He was a successful businessman, but I had met him years ago before he got into business, what had shocked me was the anger he carried within. “I’ll show my relatives when I make money,” he said, “I’ll show my friends who I really am! I’ll show the world, not to make fun of me!”

And he did. But the anger, resentment and bitterness ate him up even more.

It was somewhere close to midnight that I decided to drive down the road for an ice cream. I found the roads empty, but what was my surprise to see that under each streetlight, along the pavement, children sat, staring with absolute concentration at the study books on their laps.

I watched a little girl, maybe twelve or thirteen, and on her face lit by the weak rays of the overhead street light, was a look of single-minded intentness and deep concentration.

A property owner was looking to buy a saw to cut down a lot of wild forest land on his property. He goes to a chainsaw shop and asks about various chainsaws. The dealer tells him, "Look, I have a lot of models, but why don't you save yourself a lot of time and aggravation and get the top-of-the-line model. This chainsaw will cut a hundred trees in one day."

So, the man takes the chainsaw home and begins working on the trees. After cutting for several hours and only cutting two trees, he decides to quit. He thinks there is something wrong with the chainsaw. "How can I cut for hours and only cut two trees?" the man asks himself. "I will begin first thing in the morning and cut all day," the man tells himself. So, the next morning the man gets up at 4 am in the morning and cuts and cuts, and cuts till nightfall, and still he only manages to cut only five trees.

There’s something amiss in this country: There’s somebody who’s going round the world pounding his chest and shouting, “Look at me, see I’m back for the third time,” and there’s the world saying, “I think you’ve got it wrong, there’s a brother and sister, who seem to have more leadership qualities than you!”

I believe, and this is not a political article, that these elections have shown us qualities of true leadership. And let’s learn some pointers about leadership from the election's that’s happened: