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Why?

Why the dickens, not? 

Friday, September 17, 2004

Soppy

It's a very rare occassion when the pit officially allows me to goof off. So it was quite an ecstatic fellow who found himself being carted off to what he affectionately calls little utopia, expographics. And since the doctor called in and said that Christina is well enough to be taken home, the mood was postively bouyant.

They say that when you're happy the Gods laugh at you. Well, I should be glad they only giggled at me.

Saw a little old man nearly get run over. He was very old, not too sharp and had trouble walking. The pedestrain crossing light had just turned red and the lane had opened for traffic. The van managed to stop in time but not before startling him in the most horrific manner. I think the driver even shouted at him. It wasn't even his fault; he would have started crossing when the light was green and was just not quick enough to make it across in time. The van drove off leaving the old man looking tired, resigned,helpless... I don't know what that expression was.

I did nothing to help; true I was on the other side of the road travelling in the opposite direction and he was almost on the pavement and there would have been other people to help, but... He was elderly, he was probably someone's father. He deserved better. The driver should not have shouted at him. I should have helped. He shouldn't have been out there alone in the first place.

During a casual conversation a friend once said 'If you are an elderly person in Sri Lanka and if you do not have good children who would take care of you, you're pretty much screwed'.

Little utopia drove the dark thoughts away somewhat. However, I couldn't get my hands on this book that I had my heart set on and it turns out that I can't take Christina home today. But these really aren't problems are they?

urped by gumz @ 4:50 PM


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