Sunday, August 11, 2013

I'm so gonna be an angry pregnant lady

bismillahirahmaanirraheem, 

it was a very exhausting day of fasting and reunion with 9 years lost contact friends in Shah Alam. I went into return journey Gombak-Shah Alam using public transport from 3 pm to 10 pm. cewah sebenarnya takde lah haru sangat pun perjalanan.

I was standing inside the LRT Kelana Jaya lane because there was no empty seats. Though there were about 10 more stations to reach terminal, I thought standing wouldn't trouble me because I had Kenny Rogers for berbuka nyum nyum.

it turned out that I was wrong. 

I remember it was Masjid Jamek station where the young couple entered the LRT. The soft yet tired faced wife was (at least) 7 months pregnant while the more tired faced husband was holding 3 bags full with kuih raya boxes, raya decoration etc. 

it troubled me because they were standing very very patiently until they reached Sri Rampai station

because no one gave up their seat for the pregnant woman. 


woman in grey t shirt sitting DIRECTLY infront of the lady was, well, sitting. no, she wasn't sleeping. her eyes were open the whole journey. while the tuff healthy young man with the iPad, as you can see there, was on Facebook checking up his notifications. and last but not the least, the woman beside him was very tired playing apps game on her phone that she fell asleep later. while the other seats row behind the pregnant lady were no different. all were young healthy men and women suited up with office wear and smart-looking face with the same type of attitude - shameful one. 

I was all fired up with anger that I couldn't recall when was the last time I was that angry during Ramadhan. I spoke out loud "kesiannya kesiannya woi woi woi" hoping that they would hear me for a few times and I also stared at each one of them with serious Ziana Zain eyes. serious k serious. 

yet no one heeded me. 

so I went back home and told Ibu about this with the still blazing fire inside my eyes and mouth also that my words were all fire here fire there until this one fireman moment that Ibu said to me,

"why didn't you just poke them and ask them to give seat to the lady?"



------------- this is a true story I can relate to the recent case of Daylight Robbery you can view here



our sociey is sick. and we are, in fact, the society. [ar Ra'du:11]

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