[Vai Freak] Glacius

Mood: Tired
Listening To: My handphone ringing and some jazz music









This is my first time going online at a public place - namely Berjaya Times Square.  Since my place in Bukit Bintang doesn't have any modem, nor do I have a strong signal to leech off other connections in that apartment (nor do I even know how to hack into their accounts..Lol), I had no choice but to come to this place just to come online.

I'm tired like shit at the moment.  Lol

Met up with the Japanese Band, Bonyari Band, and passed them their master copy of whatever they have done.  They seem rather satisfied with it.  After that, I got another call, saying that I've got some important email of sort, so that's why I came all the way here.  From Petaling Street, walked back to my place, then to Times Square.  Buh.

Just my luck.  I don't know the RapidKL routes here, so I don't even bother anyways.  Lol.

On my way to KL earlier on today, I was having this thought:  If I was stuck in a place that I do not know of anybody, who would be kind enough to give me a little bit of money just to get about, or to get home, just in case if I was broke?

I never put that thought into serious consideration because.. Well, not many would be that kind and considerate.  Kind people seems to be growing less in numbers.  In the end, if I ever face some situation, I'd probably die while I'm on the way back by foot.

It just so happens, when I stopped by McDonalds beside Petaling Street to have something to eat, I was munching down my SINGLE Spicy Chicken McDeluxe (DAMN YOU MCDS!!!), this properly-dressed kind old man came up to me and spoke a few words, but I didn't hear.  I had my headphones plugged in.

I took them off, and he kindly said..

"Boy, am I disturbing you?"

He spoke in a rather.. polite tone.

I struck a conversation with him, and found out that he had been sitting in McDs for an hour, and he knew of nobody there.  He was admitted to some hospital (and was holding onto his X-Ray in a brown envelope) for 4 days because of some lung problem.  Nearly died of lung cancer, he said.  He only needed RM 2.80 just to get back to wherever he is from.  Some place called Kajang?

I looked at him, especially the way that he spoke.  He wasn't rude, and he was rather.. sophisticated.

I then thought about what I was thinking earlier on in the bus, and I gave RM3 to him. He asked me to leave my contact number or address so he could pay me back.

I'm not rich or anything, but I just told him to not do so, and keep the change.  He smiled and he thanked me.  I told him to take care of himself, and he said,

"I pray to God to take care of me."

A little bit too religious, and my doubts had already begun.  He quickly walked off towards his direction to (I think) catch his bus to whatever it is to wherever he was going to.  I looked at the table he was sitting at, a finished McDonalds meal.

"He had enough money to have a McDonalds meal, yet no money to go back home?"










Until now, I still can't stop thinking about this incident.  Am I too naive, or did I really help someone who was in need?  And the exact situation I was thinking of?










I'm not making a big fuss about it, but I do hope he takes care of himself or something.










Or maybe I'm just kind hearted today because of last night's performance XD