I have to be up early so that I can protect little
children who cross the streets to go to their school.
Then starts the mad rush of office goers, who all seem
to be in a hurry and just don’t worry about breaking traffic rules and skipping
red lights.
Orange light for them does not mean STOP....it stands
for rush faster than you can before the red comes back on.
I see bikers skip and when I try to stop they wriggle
and pass me by.
I see the bus so full always stopping and following just
no rule.
I see people in the cars just feeling so safe and wonder
to myself how comfortable it must be to just have a seat.
Its sunny or it rains, I have to be at the centre of the
game.
There are no hours where I can let down my
guard.
I have to be alert and attentive every minute till my
duty lasts.
I wonder how many boys and girls want to grow up and be
me.
I have a tough job they can all see.
