The Forgotten Guardian Angel

Every family has a guardian angel. The angel who care for every person in the family. The angel who deserves love and affection but left alone into the dark to perish; still cares and gives everything he can to protect your family. But only less knows Him. The forgotten Guardian Angel.

Freeze your life for an instance and roll back to your past. You have a guardian angel who might be so hard to recall. He loves you even if you forget him. He has spent His time, energy and strength to help you and protect you.

He saved you when you are sick, He helped you when you are at trouble. He cared for you and your family. Health care, Financial crisis, Moral support, you name it; He is always been there for you to solve it without expecting in return.

Stop acting like a lumberjack who brings his family under the tree shade on a picnic day. Its time to give it back. The angel needs you. He is getting older and weaker. He gave everything without expecting the return. He never asks for help. But he needs it. It’s never too late.

One fine morning, when you are older and weaker you sit alone grazing the old reminiscence and you will find the forgotten angel standing besides you at all the trouble you faced. At that moment all you can give Him is a couple of tears but still he will love you from heaven.

                                                                                                                  – one of the few

It took damn SIX years for switching a seat !!

“Excuse me madam !! this boy is pinching me always, I wanted to switch my seat.”
“Okay. You stay here, Viswa Take your bag, go to the last bench and stay there for the whole term.”
“But actually mam !! I wanted to switch my seat.” I replied back.
“Shut up and stay in your seat Sam!! I saw the test papers and you failed. Don’t ever imagine switching the seat to the last bench.”
“Okay mam”, me replied with a sad expression which would help me at least to stay on the bench rather not on the floor.

This incident happened many years back when I was a kid and I was studying in school.

It was the time where untouchability and switching seats were considered offensive and criminal act, people some times were punished for this atrocity. I wished the future ‘me’ will have the right to switch anything and anywhere to his wish. Sigh !!

Many years later, I decided to switch seat from the left to right and I thought what is the big deal of switching..?? Duh !!
“Six months in prison, and if any road kill, it may end up in hang to death” he said.

“Oh Com’on !! This is unfair. Just a few inches to the right. huh !! whats the big deal about it..??” I asked.
”Please stretch out the hand little bit higher so that I can measure for a prison pajamas and gift it to you on the day of judgement” he said as if ” please press one to activate the hello tunes on your mobile.”

His quote made me think that I’ll switch the seat one day, not today but some day.

After waiting for six long years I finally decided to switch seat.
“But wait!! You need to master the art of balancing the clutch and the accelerator, the control of the steering, the unspoken driver’s language, the…….”
“Oh!! Com’on…not again you jerk.”
“Rules are rules buddy. After completing the course, you must attend a test in front of the Road inspector, and if passed you shall take the right side seat or if u rush it now I still have the gift wrapped for the day of judgement.”

I realized that I have a severe test-o-phobia and police-o-phobia. Okay I need a hammer to shoot on my face. Shit !! I meant that I need to pistol to break my skull. Oh Com’on !! U brain arsehole.
Either the police test or the rest of the life on the left side seat. Make a choice said the brain like the Matrix Morpheus with the red and blue pills.

“Okay !! I’ll take the test”. I murmured and sat back on the left seat.

Next day morning!! I decided to enroll myself onto a switching seat academy. The instructor, 40+, dark skin, salt and pepper hair, and the ‘always smiling face’. That face showed that he is the man of Ahimsa.
“Get back here tomorrow morning 6AM sharp”, he said.
“Waaat..?? !! did he just said S-I-X…….A-N-T-E…….M-E-R-I-D-I-E-M..??”.
“Yeah”, said the jerk.


Android alarmed its 6AM. I got ready at 7AM and reached my destination. On the way I noticed a yellowish orange ball slowly lifting up above the horizon. I had never seen that before in my lifetime. people use to call that as “The Sun Rise” but who cares, lets get back to the business.

“Sam, come over here !!” said the instructor. I ran to him. He handed me the most beautiful thing in the whole world, “A car key”.

happy-cuteness-overload-guy-memeAnd that’s it. I have reached my destiny, I am going to switch my seat finally.

“Get in the driver seat”, he sang. I, myself in Ultra-slow motion, opened the door and entered inside the car with the DubStep BGM.

I turned the key and the engine started.

What do you choose…??

Let us pretend that you got an invitation to a school day function. You walk in and find lots of kids playing around and having fun. You keep walking and you find a board stating ‘Science Exibition @1st floor’. You find that intersting and you walk upstairs.
At the door you are provided with a golden card which is a special one. Your job is to pin that card at the exhibited things which attracted you the most. At the end, teachers will count the cards, rank the exhibited demos accordingly and award that particular kid with an amazing gift.
So you start observing the models and prototypes presented on the desk. While observing you find a wonderful prototype of the Chennai city with keen details of Marina beach, Central railway station, CMBT bus terminus, Anna Library and so on. You find traffic signals with automatic switches and road traffic vehicles with inbuilt sensors of the traffic lights. It stops at red and flies at green. You find amazing metro rail stations with tiny peoples on it. You even can lift the top of the Central station and find tiny counters where staffs billing tickets. Lots and lots of fine details. While observing you can understand that this prototype is not done by a student but money. Amazing work it was. You can actually see a lot of golden cards sparkling on it.
Near the Chennai prototype there is another one which is a  windmill made of junks and garbage. It can produce electricity when the leaves spins. It has the capacity to glow a bulb. Not a fine work but it works fine.
Now the question for you.
What do you choose…?? Where do you pin your Golden card..??


Either amazing Prototype of Chennai or the Windmill made of junks.
Comment the answer with a reason below. Reason is mandatory🙂

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