Sunday, 29 May 2011

Invisible




Standing there, I didn’t know if they could see me.
As long as I had known myself, I had been invisible.
There, that lady with the golden purse………there, that gentleman in his flamingo coloured t-shirt….
They all passed me by………
And I was invisible.
Whether I wished them a good morning or a good evening ……….. whether I smiled at them….. whether I raised my uniform cap to greet them….whether I saluted them……
I was invisible.
And I am sure that even if I jumped in front of them and did a somersault ….i would still be invisible….
It was as if I didn’t exist.
As if I was smoke….but, wait a minute… isn’t smoke something visible…????
Then, I guess, I wasn’t smoke…… I was…. Maybe…. Air…..
Still air…..
But, at least, air EXISTS… I didn’t even exist….
I wonder why the hotel ever hired me……… why did they need a man dressed in white standing at their gate???
I have asked this question … to myself… a million times… maybe more… I never really did count!!!
And each time the question fails me.
I fail the question.
We both fail each other.
Whatever….
For all we know, they didn’t need a ‘guard’ ….. no one dares to break into a hotel such as this…
or do they??.... I wonder…. If they do, they must be really brave….. and I would like to discuss matters of ‘bravery’ with them, over a cup of tea….or coffee, maybe.
And whatever do I mean by ‘break into’!!!!! huh!!!!! How can one ‘break into’ opened gates???
This hotel never closes down like the other place I had worked at……
But, then…. That wasn’t as big a hotel as this one….
I guess the bigger the hotel… the longer into the night they keep functioning..
And this one… the one where I work at…being a REALLY big hotel functions round the clock…
I wonder… if there were to be hotels bigger than this one, coz of course, I am but a small man in a big world… and there could be bigger hotels that I don’t know of…
So, if there WERE, after all, hotels bigger than this one…. Could they possibly be opened to guests MORE than ‘round the clock’?
I mean, of course, they couldn’t…
But, still… sometimes I wonder…… where does this ‘BIGNESS’ end!
So, well… this hotel… this big hotel… definitely didn’t need a ‘guard’.
It didn’t even need someone to open the doors to the glittering guests as they shuttled into and out from the hotel….no…coz these doors… they are of that kind…. You know… the ones that have some kind of sensors.. and they just swish open the moment you near them….
I really don’t understand my role there….
I am just ‘THERE’…..
Not needed…
Yet paid.
And that is all that matters, …. That is….if there is anything at all that CAN possibly matter.
Coz’ whatever be my purpose at the hotel gates… this purpose….
This unknown purpose…. Provides me a shelter for my family… it gets me food to eat and clothes to wear… sends my children to a better school than the one they earlier used to go to.
Still…..
Somehow…..
It irks…
It pricks….
And it hurts…
You know…. My invisibility.


x~x~x



2 comments:

SS said...

assalamu alaikum.
no comments,just salams.
Q.

JaLpArI - tHe MeRmAiD said...

Walaykum assalam

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