Did something hold you back when you are thinking of helping a stranger? Hmm...like being too suspicious? (The old lady is going to rob me if I help her to cross the road!) Or feeling awkward to be good? Afraid that others may say you acting good?
Being good is hard, maybe the person doesn't want to be helped? Rejection...it is like spitting on your face. Also being kind can be dangerous, when you try to help a lost kid to find her way home, the next thing you know will be waking up naked in nowhere, for guys, you will see you kidneys hanging out there for sales. Nowadays bad people take advantage of good people, being kind is like exposing yourself to dangers, that's why there are so few kind people out there...
Me and Stephen were taking LRT that day, it was packed, like usual. An old man came in, maybe the others were blind or sleeping, only me and Stephen saw him, he held to the pole, as the rest were sleeping and no one stood up to offer him a place (forgot to mention, we were standing too) His legs were shaking terribly when the LRT moved. Seeing this we tried to be the heros, we approached 2 highschool girls and asked if they could kindly offer their place to the old man, it was awkward of course, maybe they will think we intended to flirt with them. Then this uncle, who was blind just now saw our doings and asked, not in a polite way "What do you want?" Honestly, I am easily pissed off with rude people, at first I was thinking of ignoring him but still I convinced myself not to get into any trouble, so I explained to him, not very pleasant though. He shitted back, "No need to be so good to him" I punched him hard, in my mind. What an idiot! Do you ever have a heart to care for others?
The happenings around don't really encourage people to be kind, like the old days anymore. Everyone is so suspicious, the one who tries to help or the one who will be helped. They don't trust each other... As for some cases, we are just too shy(?) to make the first step, offering help to a stranger, or we don't want others to misunderstand our pure intention.
I choose the people I am going to help, and I helped a lot of old people, especially old ladies (old men can be stubborn sometimes)
*Guys? No, I think they are good enough to handle their work, like, I don't really want anyone to offer help to carry my things, or it bruised my ego when a girl that I am helping carrying her boxes asks "Are you okay? Need my help?" I am a guy! Haha, my muscles are not dead.
*Ladies? Hmm...I help my female friends, but as for strangers, I feel like helping sometimes. That day when I just back from morning jog in Sun U I saw 2 girls struggling with their luggage. "Go, be a gentleman and help them out" "Hmm...never mind, what if they don't want my help?" Dilemma at that time, the girls are pretty, I should go, but if they rejected my kind offer, it will be very "no face"...I didn't help at the end, cause I saw their car coming, parked at 10m away.
Throughout my life, I met a lot of helpful people, and I believe that I am going to meet more. It is time, to set away the negative thinking that no one is kind in this world. Maybe the day will come, when people truly understand each other? There are few kind people, few, but not extinct yet...
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