It was 4am at a eatery. The uncle who was cooking the noodle was moving really slow. We thought he was just taking his own sweet time but soon we realize he cannot control it. He is not the oldest uncle I have seen working at eatery but he is definitely the slowest. We waited patiently without rushing him, watching his every movement. After he is done, we took our noodles and sat down. There were no other customer, uncle went to an empty seat and sat down looking really tired. He took off his shoe and his feet was black. The skin colour was just black. He sat and wiped his sweat off his forehead and rested. All was done very slowly too. After that he just stared blankly into the air. I pity him and wondered how tough his life is. How is his daily life when he is not at work?
It was early in the morning, I forgot the exact time. I alight from the car and walked to the lift lobby, passing the rubbish chute. A woman sat beside the dirty rubbish chute digging into the plastic bag she found. I do not know what she is looking for but she seem to be looking for something she lost or rather looking for something which she thinks could be still useful. There were roaches crawling around the area she sat. She was not bothered by it, just concentrating looking through the bags. I wondered why she is there, and what is she looking for.
These incidents left me thinking. I pity them yet wonder will I be like that when I am old. Will there be anyone looking after me? Will I have kids who will look after me? People come and they go but who would really stay for you when you got older? Can you really find a soulmate whom you trust to take care of you and live up to the marriage vows? My parents did, mine is a mystery.