Singapore

It was 930pm as I just walked out from my office and heading to the nearest MRT station.

It is not consider as late for an adult like me, and it shall not be strange if you see an adult like me walking on the street, taking MRT or buses.But when this scenario applied to a lady/gentleman who had already gone through her/his life half of the decade, the scene tugs at my heartstrings and reminds me of my folks.

There was a lady, around 60 y/o of my wild guess, she saw a bus that the doors were about to close, she was trying to catch up at her unease mobility and with an umbrella as her foothold.

There was another gentleman, around 60 y/o as well wihle his hair already turn into silver. He was sitting beside me with a plastic carry, I have no idea what's inside, whilst we were waiting for our bus.

Some questions hit my mind. 爷爷, 你的孩子们呢? Of course, I did not open my mouth and ask such stupid question. But it did remind me of my old folks at home.

Dad, mom. Wai-po, po-po... I hope I'll never leave you in this kind of life. I cannot ensure what will be my later life, but as long as I am still having the ability, I will never leave you in this kind of life. Even though buses/MRT become a must as our transport, I hope you will not taking them alone.

I love you, dad and mom.Take care.

EMO.. :(