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Monday, April 07, 2008

today i was on my way to driving lesson when i saw this old uncle on wheelchair at the AMK mrt underpass. it was only 8 in the morning and he was already asking pple to buy his tissue. suddenly i felt that these pple are not lazy and just want easy money, they do work hard too, or maybe just this uncle. and everyone is ignoring his pleas. just nice i had no tissue and my darling was gonna come school to lunch with me and maybe if we order something spicy his nose will run and i was in a charitable mood so i bought from him.

another reflection just recently. i saw an indian guy drinking. you know i hate drunkards and particularly dont have a good impression of indian drunkards, not because i'm racist but because they tend to be seen drunk in public, maybe because their threshold is high and they always overestimate? then again maybe they have many personal problems be it financial or family then they turn to alcohol.

but today my prejudice wasn't there. for once i saw good and bad in this indian guy drinking by the car park kerb. he looked abit dipsy but he was nowhere near violent. he looked reflective but there was a tinge of sadness and loneliness in his eyes. how could i have judged in the past just by the surface? suddenly i felt pity for him. is he a foreign worker, missing his family? or someone experiencing a tough time in his career?

at the same time i also admired him. how many pple nowadays would not care about image and sit by the roadside to drink, or even to chit chat with a friend? activities that we used to enjoy as small kids. playing in public, and just be who we are. but now everything is about 'saving face', 'status'. reminds me of my sec sch Amath teacher who squatts by the drain to call his wife. laugh as you may but i think that is really authentic and just doing what he really wants to do. how many of us can really just do what we want nowadays?

miss the childhood days? do away with the formalities. you will be forgiven.

Just The Girl @ 9:36 PM