Thursday, August 20, 2009

"next station, FREEDOM...next station, FREEDOM"...

7.29 am…I am in line, waiting for the next train…with over 50 people from different walks of like (with and without their face masks)…their either staring at others, or just staring in mid air…

7.31am…the train arrives…we all rush in…and today, I didn’t manage to get a seat…the train moves…

“approximately 3 mins to the next stop…not more than 4 mins from one stop to another…for another…like…10 stops…”…

I find myself in disgrace…actually calculating every minute…when everybody else around me, “my fellow sardine mates” I call them…are just waiting patiently…like they always do, every single weekday of their lives…till they retire…

But deep inside…I know…every single one of them…just wants to be free…regardless of where their hearts and minds are at that present moment…they just want to be free…

8.01 am…I’m off this one…onto another one…

*sigh*




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