Sir… ID Please
Hi… I am Ayaan. And this is something I witnessed this morning that I haven't been able to stop thinking about. I was standing near the entrance of my office building in Bangalore. Nothing special about the morning. Same glass doors. Same rush of people walking in with laptops bags and coffee cups. Same familiar noise of a workday beginning. And standing right there at the entrance… the security guard. Doing his job. "Sir… ID please." The first person walked past him like he was made of air. No acknowledgement. No glance. Not even the small courtesy of a shake of the head. Just walked through. Like the words had never been spoken. Like the man who spoke didn't exist. The guard watched him go. Said nothing. "Sir… ID please." Second person. Earphones in. Eyes on the phone. Walked straight through without breaking stride. The guard's hand, half raised to stop them. Slowly came back down. "Sir… ID please." Third person...
