Today was a particularly long one, with lessons from 10-6. This, coupled with my flu, and the ominous ticking of the clock for my essay deadlines, just made me feel considerably down. Nad dropped me off at Jurong East Station for me to take the train, and while waiting at the traffic junction, a bald headed old man went around asking for people to buy tissue packets from him. I shook my head and declined the first time, but I realised how he went around smiling while asking. I dont know what came over me, but I told him I would buy from him, but I realised I didnt have change. And so I passed five dollars to him, and he thanked me for it cheerfully. Call me weird, but I felt good about it in that instant, and walked away with a kind of indescribably joy. Even though I took the train that was so incredibly packed and would ordinarily make me irritable on any other day, I felt again, oddly tranquil. The point is, Im not trying to promote how much of a good person I am for carrying out such a good deed. The reality is it hardly means shit and society is screwed if we define good deeds to be giving a little money to someone. I just wanted to share this and give a little message to everyone who reads this: instead of feeling miserable over the circumstances youre in (which probably wouldnt do you any good in the first place), why not do something for a change? Heres my challenge, every time you feel crappy, just give a little something to someone who needs it. Whether its a nice remark to a friend, or 10 friggin cents to a flag donation drive, just do it. If it doesnt make you feel better, even remotely better, then I dont know what would truly make you happier.
Posted on: Tue, 22 Oct 2013 11:06:16 +0000
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