Cried on the Public Bus

What would you do if you were sitting in front of a girl who was crying openly?

Bobo was coming home from Raffles City Shopping Centre last week. She was carrying quite a few shopping bags. She boarded the bus at Raffles Hotel and the bus was pretty full then. She obviously didn't get a seat but managed to tuck all her paperbags between her legs on the floor and stand pretty comfortably.

At the next stop, more people came onboard. An man in his seventies (probably) stood next to Bobo. When the bus started to move, it jerked and the elderly gentleman nearly lost his footing. Bobo turned, looked at him...

And tears welled up in her eyes.

In him, Bobo saw her own parents. Soon, Bobo's father and mother would be just like him. And still taking the public transport. Bobo doesn't have the means to let them enjoy the luxury of a car. So they would be like this man, standing on a crowded bus, not knowing when they might be pushed roughly or even fall.

Tears were streaming down her cheeks and Bobo tried to control but it was just too hard. She couldn't wipe them away as she was holding on to her stuff and the pole for support.

She looked at the young man (in his twenties) sitting in front of her, then at the elderly man, then back at the young man.... Conscience got the better of him and he stood up to let the uncle sit. Bobo managed a small smile.

At least....