The Canteen Lady

Recently, there has been opened a mini canteen downstairs in my dorm. It was actually run by an Indian family who's staying in the other side of the room. And the canteen lady is a very generous person. She will definitely bid a warmth smile to every person who came near her or bought food from her.

As for today, at around 9.00 pm, I felt hungry and so I decided to visit her mini canteen to look for food. Her chicken curry rice is very tasty by the way. So when I got down, to my dismay, everything was sold out.  She quickly apologised to me but I kept saying "It's okay" and "Nevermind"because it was not her fault at all for the food was sold out.

And just as I was about to walked upstairs back to my room, she stopped me and went into her kitchen. A few minutes later, she walked out with a plate and a slice of cake on it. "Today's my daughter's birthday. Here, have them.", she said with her signature smile. My heart just felt so warmth by her act of kindness. I smiled and thanked her.

In this society, it's rather hard to see people who are genuinely kind from the heart within. Each and every person are masked with so many complicated intentions and motives that it is so hard to read a person's real thought. And there is no need to lash out hurtful words everytime we are upset. Sometimes, having a simple mind and a bit of act of kindness are enough to keep somebody overflow with happiness and feeling content. 

Should I borrow the words from Mother Theresa, " Always greet each other with a smile for smile is the beginning of love".  =)

Deeper observations

I remembered I was in KL Sentral alone, I notice people are so crowded and are so engrossed and busy into the stuffs they are doing. I do stop a while and take some time to observe them.

A man with a collared office attire is busy sorting out his files in his bag and then focuses his attention back onto his laptop screen, with graphs and charts on it. A mother wiping her daughter's cheeks, calming her down from crying whereby her husband stands alone watching them. A group of foreign tourists holding a map trying to figure out directions they want to go - seems so adventurous. A sweet English  couple on honeymoon I assume, are dining in a food outlet where the malay waitress is busy serving them. A group of students carrying their bags, probably heading back to their homes. The sound of the train and the people coming out from it - just like ants coming out from their nests ready to hunt for food.

Life can be so dramatic but tranquil and serene at the same time. It's rather inspiring to see people from all walks of life here living their dreams in this concrete jungle, the cradle of civilisation I may say. So I do stop and ponder a while, with a tiny surge of emotions with hope and fear, asking myself... what is my dream then? What is life? What am I doing here? Time passes fast unknowingly, I grabbed my Subway meal and decided to walk back to my hostel.

I think I still prefer such question remain unanswered.