A Nocturnal Reverie

Tuesday, April 10, 200711:48 PM♥

Isn’t it irritating that you are innocent yet u can’t alight or board the train? Innocent here means you stood behind the yellow line earlier than others and the others actually cut in front of you, got in and waved to you a goodbye when the system goes "Door closing, toot toot toot toot toot”. Innocent also means you are inside the cabin and you ended up late for work or school just because the people outside doesn’t give way for you to get out. It can be a daily routine that alot of people from the red line, including you and me, suffer from such unfair treatments being the virtuous. And if you happen to be a victim who takes the red line, nearer to jurong east station, such as passengers at cck or bukit batok, you may have the chance OR maybe many chances of not being able to alight or board the train. RIGHT? Lucky for me as I have that determination to push my way through! And most often than not, I managed to. Sometimes I feel like a star surrounded by paparazzis who don’t want to let me go. Having thus acknowledged these problems, these are the solutions that POPS up my mind :

a). CROWD CONTROL. Maybe the controller can go " Eh! that blue shirt over there! you dont cut here cut there ar! NO cut queue ar! stand behind cos u come later! let the earlier ones go in first lar! *si bei kiasu ar u "
b). Have longer trains. Which is impossible as having longer trains means longer tracks and platforms are needed. All the train stations must be rebuilt now that the length of the train fits nicely according to the length of the waiting platforms.
c). Have waiting queues. You know what? Like those lines u wait in before u take the roller coaster rides. First come first serve. One in, one out. FAIR?
d). Now that I try to be serious, I run out of ideas.

Singaporeans really practice kiasu-cism. They just don’t know how probability works. People with sense would rather let the passengers get out before trying to get in. MORE CHANCES isn’t it? Rather than not letting anyone out and trying to squeeze in. yeah, in the end, your well pressed uniform looks like another 2 –day- never- wash- already uniform.

Despite kiasu-cism, this army man caught my attention. And I avail myself of the opportunity to really speak of him. He helped a blind man to board the train. In the end, he wasn’t able to squeeze himself in. I wondered if he was rushing to book in. I have no idea. But im sure all that he was left with was worries. Worries of the blind man. Whether he could balance himself inside the cabin, whether somebody else will guide him safely while terminating at jurong east, whether the kiasu Singaporeans will give way to him. His good deed calmed me down. Finally I have alluded to TKS ( his initials on his army uniform), because to him- if he will accept the tribute of a total stranger- I have dedicated this entry to him. Why have i alluded to this man? I have alluded to him because I think I see in him an intellect profounder and more unique contemporaries have yet recognized. His humanity and the little time he had sacrificed to help others but not even himself while the others just buzz their way through, weave in and out without considering others, stepping on others without even apologizing, and selfish people who came later and cut in the others, some even hang around the mightier-than-thou attitudes. When can these people start to spare a thought for the others? Since everything else is accustomed, ( peak/rush hours, heavy passengers locations), we just have to try our best to co-operate. Give in alittle, GIVE WAY.

If only everyone can sacrifice that lil time to do a good deed every now and then..If only people start to learn how to give way.. IF ONLY..
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