Guts

The other day, a car revving hard, possibly sans the silencer, in front of my apartment building was stopped. The stopper was an elderly gentleman, and the stopped was a boy in his late teens, you know, hot blooded and brash, a regular revver in my locality, I’m sure you’ve seen the kinds. But this exchange was something that one wouldn’t expect.

The gentleman calmly stood in front of the car, didn’t budge an inch. He asked the driver to turn off the engine, and step out of the car. He spoke with the voice of authority, the kind that a military background brings. The boy turned off the engine, hesitatingly stepped out of the car, and asked, “What’s your problem, boss?” The gentleman, earlier placed in front of the car, walked over to where the boy was standing, calmly put his hand on the boy’s shoulder and asked, “Who has outsourced racing activities on the streets to you?” to which the boy replied, “I’m in a hurry to get somewhere. But I didn’t crash into anyone, did I?”. The gentleman tightened his grip on the boy’s shoulder and said, “Crash? CRASH? Boy, I’ll crash you so well that you won’t be able to drive this car ever again.” And it sure looked like he meant it. The rage in the man’s voice was blistering, and cold as ice. The boy was visibly shaken.

And that was the end of that.

I wish more of us had the guts to do something like that. To stand up and speak up and to tell it out when something wrong is going on. 

To really show some guts and gumption when it comes to righting the small wrongs we see every day. 

Why must we leave everything to the system? We are the system. And we gotta fix it. One person at a time. One situation at a time. 

Well, I always sound preachy, but seeing that incident that day made me want to do something. I hope reading this makes you want to do something as well.

To get back briefly to the incident, the gentleman could simply have stepped aside, muttered something under his breath, and let the car pass, but he did not. He righted a wrong that day. Because he truly believed that doing so would make the world a better place, at least by that infinitesimally small amount.

Do you stand for something, or would you fall for anything? I implore you to go ahead and make that move against something that irks you. Grow, for the lack of a better word, guts.

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Guts

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