Thursday, September 23, 2004

Saddened, yet ashamed.

I woke up with eyes half shut when i witnessed this sight on the bus. The horrible image keeps replaying in my head, pressing the hot tears with even more force as i think about it. Why is the society so cold? Why don't we spend more time and effort caring for the less fortunate? Why do people who needs Taxis more often than us normal beings deprived of the comfort?

The scene I witnessed was one the one that induced so much reflection in me. A bus driver rushing his night shift, a handicapped man trying to alight. The clock struck 1030. The bus screeched to its stop and the man with only one leg fell, with his dignity and pride crushed, onto the floor. Like a rag doll.

No one went up to help. No one. And I am ashamed to say I didn't. Panicked, I stood up but pondered if I should. He was crushed, lying on the floor struggling to get up with his wooden leg limp and stiff. The bus driver, insincere and cold, continue to sit on his seat while bending down to aid that fallen guy. Fallen, both literal and unliteral, could describe the many emotions the guy felt. Humiliated? Crushed? Perhaps words couldn't describe it all. He shoved away the hand of the driver's, while continuing to gather all his dignity and struggled for his right to stand. I wondered how he would have reacted if I had went up to help, if he would feel even less of a being or angry for being at such a state. And because of my timidness, I think I had just made one man's life even more miserable. I wonder what he is thinking now.

Most importantly, I felt ashamed of myself. For my hesitation to help, for my timidness. I want to make a difference, yet I do not stand true in times of challenge. What saddened me was the clear discrimation between those who are equipped with legs and those who are deprived of this. I thought of the various issues raised at the Youth Meeting and the topics related to the disabled. I think too much and now I am sad.

I plead all of you, those whose eyes lay on my blog at this sentence, at this story. Open your eyes and watch out for those less deprived. Extend a helping hand, do what you can at the very point of time where you think he or she deserves aid. It would be much appreciated, sincerely moving and touching in his or her perspective. I plead you all, a small gesture could make a world of difference in someone's life.

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