I watch them as they come passing by in front of me. I was sitting in one of those cozy chairs sipping my cup of coffee, trying to buy out time, relaxing a bit after a day's busy work.
It's 7 in the evening, and people from all walks of life jam the hallway that will lead them to the train station. Men in long sleeves carrying what looks like laptop computers, others sporting round neck or polo shirts. Some women are wearing slack pants, while some are in their office uniforms.
Everybody seems rushing home, careless of the people near them, never taking the time and effort to look at what's happening in the surroundings.
And so I sat there wondering- how many of these people are rich, how many are poor? How many are looking ahead for a festive weekend, while some are thinking of where to get food for tomorrow? How many got promoted, and how many just lost his job? How many are excited for a new found love? How many are broken-hearted?
Such is the disparity among people.
I stood up after emptying my cup, and I went home.
The Long View: Dispatch from South Korea (2)
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2 comments:
I love people watching. It makes me realize how lucky I am when I look at them and think about what could be their problem, if they have any. Sabi nga ng isang boss ko, we all have our own crosses to bear. And I see that clearly when I watch other people.
Hmm... I miss that scenario. That is something that I can't see in here. It is rare here to see somebody walking on the street. :(
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