07 May 2008


They hold the secrets to our apartment lives ! They mann the apartment desk. They know everyone and everything that come into the apartment building. They take our packages in and look at the clock when we come in and go out. They know the shops we frequent and how much we shop. They know our boy friends and girlfriends, our children's likes and dislikes. Our doctors visits and emergencies. They know when we are in a hurry and call the cab for us. They hold the doors and help us get our groceries in a cart. They let us borrow their umbrella when it rains. They also know who sends us flowers and who leaves notes and gifts for us at the desk. They invade our lives unconsciously. They look into our eyes as if they know nothing,but they do. And they also know when we are upset or sad or happy.

They know what take outs we order and checks the laundry that comes in and go out. They know if we are moving, and what furniture we have ordered. They know if we are looking to buy a house and they also know whom to keep out of our doors. They become our therapist and our confidante unconsciously. They know our mistress and their children. They hold the keys of our house without coming in. They have an opinion of us - hate, dislike or mistrust but never share it with us or with any of the other tenants. Like they know us,they know all the other tenants - they even know when husbands and wives fight and never come home. They know if it is bad, or too bad. They hold the door for us.

They talk and observe - they make fine story tellers - interesting ones because they see us, watch us and hear us when we think that they don't. They see us through security cams. They are indeed private investigators if one wants them to be. Always dressed in their black coats and tie, they greet us when we come in or go out - even when it is 10 times a day. They know everything - who sleeps with whom ? Yes, of course. Handsome doorman and doorwomen have extra keys. We pay them to watch everything and a line cannot be drawn where not to stop. They are the men who are PAID to open and close doors and so much more in between.


Vinod_Sharma said...

....and so much more in between...so nicely put!

Anrosh said...

Vinod, what else could I say - but the truth.

Maryam in Marrakesh said...

Beautifully said! I don't know whether I am happy or sad that I don't have one!

Gillian said...

Good to hear from you again! I've missed your blog!
I love how you've summed up the doorman, so perfectly. The silent server, a dependable role.

Georg said...

Bonjour Anrosh,

Do you really mean you have such a guy standing in front of your apartment building, looking like a general of a South American republic?

In former times, most of the buildings in Paris had a "concierge" who knew nearly everything about everybody. Your description is very much to the point.

Nowadays, most of these buildings there are equipped with a digital code and you must have the number if you want to enter.

Just explain if you made this photo from a five-star-hotel or a simple apartment building.


Anrosh said...

Maryam, to have or not to have one of these doorman is relative !

Gillian, - dependable ? in many ways.

Georg, all over new york city, in luxury apartment buildings you will see one such person. there are others who have transferred to the digital code. it is cheaper.
this picture is from flicker, and such people are a common sight in places of affluence.

Wendy said...


I see a reality TV Show here called:
"The Doormen." In all seriousness nicely put.

Anrosh said...

Hello Wendy,

I didn't know there was a TV show.I am sure it is on cable, because I don't have one.

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