Today, i tried to change my life. I tried to take another path. Somehow, I thought it would be the best for me. Yet my heart is still uncertain.
I decided to take the MRT from Quezon Ave. I've been standing, waiting for almost 15 minutes but still no train pass my way. There were already 5 trains that passed from the other lane.
"where are they now?" what took them so long?
My face lit up when i saw the approaching train. "Finally!" . I was alleviated on the thought that i'll be late. My face went sulky the moment it didn't stop. I just watch it went away and veered my gaze on the other direction hopin for another train to come. Another 15 minutes, but still nothing. I'm becoming impatient every minute. The hall started to crowd and i kept looking on my watch.
Then, another train came, it stopped and the door opened. It was jampacked but still i push myself inside. I can't wait for the next train.
The train was really congested. Your back to back with other passengers. You don't need to hold on the railings. Different smell were mixed in the air and the aircon was on but not working okay.
MRT was supposed to make it easier for me. But it didn't serve me right. It always fail me, that I learn to hate riding in it. But i got no other option. if i take the bus i'll be stuck with the traffic at EDSA. i just let out a big sigh in disappointment.
Then i rode off at Buendia Station. I was in hurry that i didn't mind reading the signs. Unluckily , I chose the wrong direction. Then it started to rain. I tried to get a cab. After three tries, finally the cab driver told me that i was at the wrong lane. I was at the lane going to Cubao when i was supposed to be at the other lane - going to Makati. I went up and walked towards the other lane.
i smiled to see the line of cabs along Buendia. I asked the driver to get me near Makati Med and he replied that he didn't know the place. That's unspeakable. I rode in the next one. After i was seated, he told me it cost P50 and we have to wait for another passenger. I was shocked, an FXTAXI style for 50 per head. I wanted to get off right away but i didnt. No other cab available that and i didnt even know the place where i was suppose to go. It's my first time to be in that place.
Finally, i got to the place. I was happy that i came safe that i paid him P100 for the trip. The staff has given me the wrong direction. they should have said it's near Greenbelt than Makati Med.
I got some new insights, i believe i can do it yet i wasnt ready to give up some things.
I walked my way to the train station. With eyes closed i rode again the train.
Then i took the LRT going to our house. I love it this time. It's on time. It's not congested though it's rush hour. the air was refreshing. i was standing but it was comfortable. I chose the one near the door - the same spot i used to take everytime there were no more seats left. I leaned on the railings as the engine start up.
When i gazed across, the guy called my attention and offered me his seat. I was surprised. It was so unlikely at this modern time. I don't get to have those everyday or more often that i didnt know how to respond. I chosed to refuse but then he still insisted. But I couldn't take back my words. i was beginning to feel uncomfortable with the eyes peering on us.
I smiled and said "malapit lang ako". Thank God, he didn't insist anymore. After that, i never look at his direction again. He maybe thinking what i mean about near, because i haven't get off the train after two stations.
At the end of the day, I must say that God is really really good. After all the mishaps and unexpected encounter, God has shown me that there's still something good, someone still remains to care. Something to thank and be happy about.
