Monday, April 11, 2005

realisation

Was on my way back home on the train yesterday, plugged in to my mp3s in my phone. As I was listening to a particularly touching sad song, my eyes fell upon a wrapped package dat someone seated infront of me was holding. All over the wrapping were the words "Missing You" with a fine print of a poem dat I had trouble making out from my distance. In my mind, I was wondering how coincidental it is for the words to appear just as the sad song played.

The packaging, rectangular and flat, somewhat resembled a picture frame or something along dat line. It was den dat the shaky pair of hands holding onto the package caught my attention. I looked up to see this lone man in his forties, looking somewhat grieved, staring into the distant, occasionally using his shaky hand to push up the thick rimmed spectacles dat he was wearing. I took a closer look, only to see that the man has obviously cried just a while ago, and that he seems to be trying to hold back his tears from his already teary eyes.

It was den dat my mp3 abruptly stopped, hp, dead. A realisation struck me.

Somehow, I just felt really sorry for the man, though I dun really have an idea wat he's really thinking or feeling at that instance. I felt the need for me to go forward and put my hand on his shoulder, and maybe utter a few words of encouragement. But I held back. I'm not really sure if the situation is wat I picture it to be. And I'm also not sure whether the man in question wants any attention at all. And so, I did nothing.

Just as I was alighting at my stop, I went past him, seeing the side of package dat's facing toward him. I saw for that brief moment dat the wrapping on dat side was torn at some parts, exposing parts of a black and white portrait. And as I alighted, the man was fumbling thru the torn portions and looking at the content of the package.. and returning to stare into the distance.. but this time, I saw him wipe a tear off his eye.

In my heart, I cried.

Cre8tivesparks at 4/11/2005 11:35:00 PM

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