Today, 26/2/2015, a day for me to remember and be grateful of my LIFE. It was always starting as a casual day, going back home by KTM just this week alone. The first day of sitting alone had made me being very alert of surrounding as i felt that i might get robbed. Yeah, superstitions. I kept looking around me not even dare to take my phone out to check the time. I even acted like a weirdo looking every detail of other people but then today it happened.
After stopping at KL Sentral, i was frustrated as the usual 10 mins per train had delayed for 20 mins. I'm having a twisted ankle and have to wait so long kinda make me angry. I thought of sitting down sat a bench at the last cart after awhile standing. I turned back. I saw a blind man..kinda feel sorry for using this word.. even next time.. it was quite long since the train left and everyone went up stairs. I saw he was spinning around with his aid. Finding those brick that assist them. He couldn't find it. I went to help him. I called Pak Cik at first..but he was like 40 so i called him bang afterwards.. He told me he wanted to go to Seremban. I was shocked.. it was so far.. the last station..he wanted to go there to visit a friend. I bring him to another platform but we need to go up stairs. So we went to a escalator and stairs. I was so dump! I should know earlier he need the lift to go he couldn't walk up the escalator it was so fast. Stairs? i'm struggling already. Luckily there was A lift.
We walked quite far for it. Slowly holding his hand carrying his heavy bag! I couldn't imagine how he would need travel so far with the bag almost 5kg!!! I'm even sadden that time.. So we walked passed by few people. Even a lady give way to us. And two high school students(i think) allow us to use the lift first. Along the way I chatted with the guy. It feels like i'm chatting with a man with great knowledge. It feels like i'm talking to a Man without disabilities.
Then i brought him to the Police ( Polis bantuan ). There was a guy wearing ktm shirt old man. Asked where is he going. I answered for him, he is like ignoring. I was quite disappointed. Then the policeman was having the face of he had done this many times. I was worried. I gave the policeman the bag and he hold his hand pulling quite in a harsh way like pulling a 3 year old walking kid's hand. Kinda hard. I felt sorry. He then left with a question in ' where is his bag? ' i ttold him with the policemen then he thanked. Then i realized again he couldn't see his bag, i should had understand that and done better, should have make him feel everything he had is still safe.
Hmm, i learnt a lot and understand a lot. Questions are the most for me like What if there was no one that time saw him? Why didn't those people assisted him? Shouldn't the public places have more facilities for them and others? ,and
Are you appreciating the times where you can see fireworks, your food, pet, home, your smile and yourself in the mirror?
We shouldn't see anyone by their race and religion. We are human with good heart. Don't sit there and not letting those in need stand there, offer your sit for them. It is hard to enjoy my life for having such a blessed one whenever i thought of this. I had been there, not one letting me to sit with my injured ankle, it was a hard 1 hour. You wouldn't want to try it. Just whoever is reading this.
Please help as those whom are in need.
