No, no scam has been exposed. No sting operation has been performed. This might be about one of the least important person in our lives.
So this is about the security guard, and I don't know the name, who stands in the common park area or lawn or whatever you call it, in the business park where I work. The crowd is huge during evening hours, primarily because of a tea shop nearby, and the cool Bangalore breeze is the icing on the cake.
Anyway, the guard, yes! He stands in almost the middle of the lawn, blowing whistle at everyone who steps on the grass. By the way, the grass in the lawn is beautiful, and there is no reason why one would step on it, but since a lot of other things are happening around us for no reason, this does too. I was startled to see how busy the people around were keeping him. He was constantly turning around and blowing whistle and asking people to step away from the grass, and before he could finish with one, there was another one doing the same, and then one more, WTF! How difficult is it to realize that you don't have to walk on the grass?
This security guard, although, was not at all pissed off. He was enjoying the look people gave him when he blew the whistle and stopped them. Maybe he loved this part of the day the most, this certainly had to be the least boring part of his day at work.
How would one react if he is walking on the grass and the guard stops him? Well this is how!
"He he he! Sorry sorry! Oops, lost my balance, sorry again".
"Kya bhaiya, kya hua, arre yaar chhodo na. Kya fark padta hai".
To his friend who is walking with him -"These security guards think too much of themselves, he thinks he is the king if he has the whistle and he keeps blowing it unnecessarily".
"Now we'll have guards outside office also. What is this yaar?"
"Poor fellow! Standing here all the time stopping people from walking on grass. And nobody listens, nothing will ever change in this country".
A westerner, walking along with a pretty Indian girl, says nothing, keeps walking on the grass, completely choosing to ignore him. And apparently cracks a joke about the guard, to which the lady giggles.
The guard is still unmoved. I salute your patience sir. I would blow his head off if I were you.
Almost the same people come to that place every day, and walk through the grass lawn every day, and are stopped by our whistle blower guard, every day. They smile or crib or chose to ignore and walk away, only to come back again the next day, I believe unintentionally, and again, walk on the grass.
How long is he supposed to stand there? How long will we need a whistle and a guard to make us understand even the simplest things in life?
So this is about the security guard, and I don't know the name, who stands in the common park area or lawn or whatever you call it, in the business park where I work. The crowd is huge during evening hours, primarily because of a tea shop nearby, and the cool Bangalore breeze is the icing on the cake.
Anyway, the guard, yes! He stands in almost the middle of the lawn, blowing whistle at everyone who steps on the grass. By the way, the grass in the lawn is beautiful, and there is no reason why one would step on it, but since a lot of other things are happening around us for no reason, this does too. I was startled to see how busy the people around were keeping him. He was constantly turning around and blowing whistle and asking people to step away from the grass, and before he could finish with one, there was another one doing the same, and then one more, WTF! How difficult is it to realize that you don't have to walk on the grass?
This security guard, although, was not at all pissed off. He was enjoying the look people gave him when he blew the whistle and stopped them. Maybe he loved this part of the day the most, this certainly had to be the least boring part of his day at work.
How would one react if he is walking on the grass and the guard stops him? Well this is how!
"He he he! Sorry sorry! Oops, lost my balance, sorry again".
"Kya bhaiya, kya hua, arre yaar chhodo na. Kya fark padta hai".
To his friend who is walking with him -"These security guards think too much of themselves, he thinks he is the king if he has the whistle and he keeps blowing it unnecessarily".
"Now we'll have guards outside office also. What is this yaar?"
"Poor fellow! Standing here all the time stopping people from walking on grass. And nobody listens, nothing will ever change in this country".
A westerner, walking along with a pretty Indian girl, says nothing, keeps walking on the grass, completely choosing to ignore him. And apparently cracks a joke about the guard, to which the lady giggles.
The guard is still unmoved. I salute your patience sir. I would blow his head off if I were you.
Almost the same people come to that place every day, and walk through the grass lawn every day, and are stopped by our whistle blower guard, every day. They smile or crib or chose to ignore and walk away, only to come back again the next day, I believe unintentionally, and again, walk on the grass.
How long is he supposed to stand there? How long will we need a whistle and a guard to make us understand even the simplest things in life?
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