When you board a metro you come across different sets of people; some in sleep mode given the nights they spent in getting a grasp on a language that has evaporated from the corridors of power and evolved in the theatres of shower.
As i boarded the metro this time round, the inexplicable stand of a privat security guard who just got the elevator moving as i covered more than half the distance to get to the metro. The elevator was stranded and as soon as this privae security guard spotted me getting down. he showed reflex action and told me that he would ease my movement. Instead of doing that he did the opposite. Quite opposite to that the elevator started moving in the reverse side and i had to climb again to come down. Had he been human he couldd have waited till i got down and then brought the stranded elevator to life. He was more interested in getting me in trouble. Some private security guards like this one are a nuisance for the metro system.
And this lessened my attempt to write and observe.