Last week, I was on my way back from my hostel,and experienced something that I shall be shamed of...
As I was waiting for my bus at lebuh Ampang,there was a midle-aged India man,who walked across me with a stick and glasses on his eyes...He was blind indeed.
I ignored him at first,but could'nt get my eyes of him as he was nearing a divider,then a drain...I thought I should lend him a hand,but there were many others who pretended they never see him. I hesitated for a while,trying to figure out what possibilities could take place:
1) He might be acting ( which i noe is very cruel to think such way)
2) He might just snatch my bag and fleed when I try to assist him. (the world is no longer a safe place)
3) What if he splash acid on me? (which seems like an utterly ridiculous thing to say in this case)
4) Even if I were to help him,the society ain't gonna think good of me. Perhaps,they would label me as an attention seeker and that im trying to create a scene. (what more he's an indian).
My mind was so busy wondering if I shall help or not...but I could'nt make myself move still.
He was too close to the drain by then..For a moment,my chest freezed,ached for breath.
This time,I could'nt resist the urge to make my first step...but before I could proceed..there was this another man from I don't know which corner,got a grip of the blind man's hand and rescued him from the danger.
Guiltiness eluded me.
What if everybody else were thinking like how i did? and What if the poor man fell meanwhile, i was still hesitating? Could I have slept peacefully at night? How could I be so selfish and simple-minded at that time when someone needed help.That was like so inhumane ...,.to care about what others will think of me. I should'nt have cared.
I'm not sure if I wud have taken my next stepS at that instant. Im just glad that someone else did.
There are still some good souls existing here and there in this world.
~ FORGIVE ME GOD.
