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Friday, December 31, 2004
:: a great lesson for me ::

this incident happened to me early last yr, after an outing with my frenz ard PS till 12+pm, i stood at the bus stop waiting for my bus. as i waited, an old woman approached me for some money for her to get home. i looked at her closely and noticed dat she wore the same clothing that my deceased grandmother likes to wear, when she goes out. she was pretty well-dressed with a very nice looking handbag. she totally dun look like the type dat would have no money to get home nor the normal type dat u would ever see asking ard for money. without much hesitation, i reached for my pocket and found dat i only for 50 cents left, coz i spend them on an expensive buffet earlier. i apologised to her and handed her all the money i got. knowing dat it's not enough money, i asked her to try her luck on other ppl.

as i was waiting for my bus, i was thinking dat maybe i should go to withdraw some money instead. right at this moment, my bus came and i was sure dat it should be the last bus. my mind was fighting with itself, even more then. in the end, i chose not to take it.

i searched for the old woman ard the area and found her sitting at the steps outside the mrt station, holding on to the 50 cents dat i gave her. i spoke to her, asking why she did not want to trying asking around for more money. she smiled at me very sweetly but it hides some traces of sadness from within, it was one of those smiles dat really warmed my heart very much. the 1st thing she said was, "u r a gd boy"(some of u must be thinking dat her eyes kenna stamp rite.. :P).

then she told me dat she have been asking ard for money for an hr plus already, none of the ppl actually bothers abt her, except me. the likely reason i could think of was, she was too well-dressed. she was very touched dat i would forked out up my last cent to help her and reminded her of her late husband. both of them been thru thick and thin together, very often to the last cent in their pockets in the past. she kept going on and on with red watery eyes, while i silently paying my attention on her. for me, she reminded me of my deceased grandmother. my grandmother would tell me alot of stories when she was alive and i could almost recollect back the same feeling from this old woman.

then she finally stop and gave me a chance to ask why she was alone in here and where are her family. immediately, tears were seen in her eyes. oh no...i must have hit on her soft spot again, i dun like to see old woman cries...i felt suffering blooming inside of me, suffocating my senses. i gently stroked her back a few times, as i thought dat's the best thing i could do.

after a while, she told me dat she was supposed to have a family outing just now but said some wrong things to her son and daughter-in-law, so they went home without her. i also found out dat her children knew dat she got no money with her at all. my head looked down on the floor and gave a deep sigh.

at first, she sat at this spot, hoping dat they would come and fetch her back. however, her hopes became nothing but a wish. so she tried asking for money and all she got was just 50 cents. in the end, she gave up hope and wanted to try wait for her unfilial children again.

i felt sorry for her and went to withdraw $30 for her to take a cab home. apart from dat, i even gave her my contact no.. in case, she needs my help again. after i ensured dat she got on a cab and left, i slowly walked home dat took me almost 1+ hrs. dat night, i couldnt sleep at all and kept my hp next to me. i chose not to sleep was becoz i know my hp can never wake me up, once i dozes off. also, alot of thoughts came into my mind.

some of my thoughts were no matter wat unhappy things dat happened between us and family/frenz, we are still family/frenz. ppl do wrong things to urs, but we dun have to do foolish things in return too. instead, we should let them know wat they did was wrong and correct their mistake with them. maybe one day, when we do foolish things, some kind souls will be dere to correct our mistakes with me too.

"in order to be appreciated by others, we have to appreciate others too."
"wat u dun wish to be done to urself, then u better dun do it to others."
"ppl who really needs help, does not always have to be poor, poorly dress, seriously sick, handicapped or staying in some homes."
"to truely help a person, first we have to reach for their hearts."
"this world may be cold, but our hearts must not be too."
"if u fear to be cheated by others, then u will never be able to help others at all and it's harder for others to reach to ur heart."
"the more u use ur heart, the harder u will lose it in future."

since dat day, i have not received any news from her at all again. sometimes, when i see alonely old woman in public, she will pop into my mind, wondering how is she. this is one of the greatest deeds i have done so far...i only gave abit but got more valuable thoughts in return...


+ BL updated @ 1:53 AM

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