Seats
The duality of life visited me today. Not an apparation, not subtle, but hard, like a truck, it hit me in the face.
The story goes as there was a lady, who is in her mid-fourties was seated on the mrt on a seat marked “priority seat”. Priority seats for the elderlies, the pregnant, and the disabled, or any others with special needs.
First came a toddler, who stood near the seated lady. The toddler was swaying as the train started to move. The seated lady, kind hearted as she was, offered her seat to the toddler.
The refusal from the toddler and his mother subjected this story to continue.
Then came a man, also in his fourties/fifties. His abrupt appearance suggested a sense of urgency. He tried to motion for the seated lady to give up her seat to him. She feigned deaf. Thus he touched her on the fingers to get her attention, then point towards the sign overhead, while claiming his legs were apparently not as sturdy as they might seem.
And… she refused. Citing that her finger is in pain. Which to anyone in plainsight, a concocted lie. He counterargued that a finger in pain is irrelevant to seats. The seated lady just return her gaze to somewhere else. The man was ignored. The 2 young ladies who were seated beside the dreaded “priority stopped their conversation and pay heed to the commotion that was about to erupt.
As swiftly as the encounter begin, it had ended. The man left from that row of seat to another priority seat in another row, begging to the seated person to let him have the seat instead. The person obliged with no time to waste. Thus the man-with-the-pain-in-the-leg finally got his apparently deserved seat.
Flashes of regret and shame crosses the face of the seated lady as she texted on her mobile phone -using her hand which was in pain moments ago.
Who is at wrong? The lady for her refusal to give up the seat? But didn’t she displayed kindness initially? Was it the man’s fault for being brash and intrusive? Or was it the 2 young by-seater ladies?
Any slight change in any event would’ve avoid all those insanity. If the man would be more polite, or if the lady would’ve considered the implication that if the man’s leg was indeed hurting, or if any one of the ignorant young ladies would’ve given their seat voluntarily, or if I was also seated. Any of the choice above would’ve avoided this episode that have marred my otherwise wonderful day.
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