Sunday, August 12, 2007
I helped a blind man today
This evening on the bus home I dozed off listening to mp3 player. Then I was awakened by some noise. There was a blind man who was alone. He seemed to be asking for help and just talking out loud. No one answered him. The seat in front of him was an Indian foreign worker, and two Chinese women looking like mother and daughter were in the seat behind. The bus moved on and after awhile the blind man kept quiet.
Two bus stops later the blind man started up again in English. He wanted to know whether the bus has reached his destination. But again no one answered him. Passengers looked at him and kept quiet. They just stared and eye power only.
The bus is about half full. Half of the passengers were foreign Indians because it passed by Little India. Other than the mother and daughter, the rest are a mix of Sgians young and old and some Filipino maids.
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What is so difficult to answer the blind man? Is it very hard to go find out what the trouble is? Why ignore him? Or worse look out of the window and pretend like cannot hear like that. If some one like me, dozing at the back of the bus with mp3 music blasting in my ears, can be awakened by the blind man, I wonder how the rest cannot hear a thing.
I wonder how long had the blind man been ignored before I went up to help. And how long more he has to go before someone finds out what his distress is.
This is the second time I saw something like this. The first time was a few months ago on another bus I helped a visually impaired person to locate his destination bus stop. That time I happened to be seated behind the person so I helped him out without delay.
I dunno... I just find society getting colder and colder with each passing year. All the heart warming caring tales on the Straits Times is just unreal to me. From what I can see everyone is just looking out for themselves. People rushing here and there. "If you are slow, please faster make way, dun block my 财路!" is the order of the day.
I am not bashing the foreign Indians. Becos on MRTs I have seen them giving up seats to elderly people but not the locals.
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Anyway I later helped the blind man to alight from the bus stop and cross an overhead bridge. At the other side I helped him up another bus and informed the driver to look out for the blind man so that he will not miss his stop. I feel pretty good about myself actually hehe!