Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Heroes of our Heydays...





People's Perspective:
Sagar was fidgeting with his shades when we saw him fall.



It was not a hard one.Saugata and me hopped on quickly and helped him.
He was a bit smudged with dirt.Saugata helped him as he dusted himself off.
The people around inquired but he said he was okay.
We helped him up to the climb.We took him to the infirmary.
He then inquired about our names,his seniors.
He had not heard of us.We wished each other well.
He made his way to the architecture lab.It was workshop day.



My Perspective:
Sagar was fidgeting with his shades because whatever we do,
-that's all he does.

It was not a hard fall,but for someone who is NOT paraplegic,that's easy to say.
Saugata and myself quickly helped him after his fall,but we were not any nearer than Sagar was.He was smudged with dirt,and it was damningly evident it was a brand new shirt he has to get washed in the evening.Another chore in an already overbearing life.Saugata helped him to dust himself off,but he was apparent that he did not need it.For someone who has to walk using two leverage crutches,to me him having made his way in an engineering college is nothing short of a miracle in the hands of Jesus.He did really not need it.But we helped him,because we did not make him feel in comfort,we comforted our sinful hearts for that instant.We did not do him a favour,he did one to us.The people around inquired if he was okay,but lets face it,nobody gives a damn unless he is one of your own.We helped him to climb the steep pavement,but he could have easily made it without us,as i see him do that every single other day.
We took him to the infirmary, but he did not want to go.He was bruised, so we forced him through his stubbornness.He inquired about our names-Saugata and Mukunda.He had not heard about us.But that is because we don't have a fancy bike that burned a hole in daddy-cool's pockets.We don't have female company who preen at our rustic demeanor.
Yeah,we were not heard because we were not popular with the girls or the grading systems.To the people's perspective,we were not heroes.But to my perspective-
He was.


We wished each other well.
But honestly,i wished him all the luck in the world.
He deserved it.
It was workshop day,and i wondered how he held his own there.
But he is what we see in comic books and movies.A heyday heroe.
He will somehow figure it out.
Kudos amigo.

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