Today marks as one of the turning points of my life. Why? Well because today I got my first actual dose of grim reality. How in the limelight of the so called harmony and development of society hides a silhouette figure that seems to delude almost every one of us including me. A figure that represents everything we hate yet we become it in our own unrealized way.
I can still picture the situation, my feelings as I glanced out from my fathers’ car. By the side of the road lied an old bicycle, wrecked. Under it sprawled an old Chinese man pinned under the bicycle unable to get up. A clear victim of hit and run. I looked on with pity but as the car moved forward with no intentions of stopping, guilt started to rise up, flowing my mind with doubts. I thought of positive thoughts, thoughts of him getting up on his own, thoughts of him getting help from others, thoughts of him being unscratched. Good thoughts but actually just attempts to subside the guilt.
Then I saw his face. His face covered in blood, full of hurt and desperation. But not because of pain, but because of disappointment. None was willing enough to help, none gave a helping hand and ‘none’ included me. I could see no less then twenty cars around me. In those cars sat a no less then fifty people with any less then a hundred eyes that just ‘looked on’.
I felt guilty for not stopping, hated myself but not to the point of giving. Just guilt. Then finally a car pulled over to help. I was free, purged from guilt.
But I can’t understand why I, why people didn’t stop at the first sight of the incident? Why? Was it because of lack of responsibility? Being to busy? Racism? Prejudice? Or just because we’ve been so long out of touch with our conscience?Why we can't have remorse & being considerate to others?? Just why...and why not??
I just hope he’s okay.
hurmm it seems the title of my post today has no correlation with the content hehe :P so sorry guys