Willing to be Illuminated and Pierced

Bus Ride Irony

I live in a very competitive world. For the sake of social survival I go with the flow of the crowd. I go along the same road, I ride in the same bus, I embrace the same routine along with thousands of others who leave the comforts of their homes just to work.

My usual bus ride in the morning. If your destination is quite too far, you have to have strong knees for an hour of travel…

I can’t deny that we still have this competitive mindset even if by just riding a bus or a train. We try to outwit one another by getting a good seat first, but the person we compete with will actually ride the same bus with us. I don’t understand why the rush if we still have a lot of time to get to the office without being late. As a crowd in competition, I observe how we are unconsciously losing our considerate culture. Old folks are left standing for an hour of travel, expectant mothers are suffer along the way, the most able men and women get the most comfortable seat. The irony of competition made us numb. For the sake of survival we have become selfish. But who are we to focus only on ourselves? We live with a crowd so as not to live for ourselves alone.

With such a mindset, it reflects how we vie for a good position and name in our career. The madness of our jobs made us numb to push one another to get to the top. Most in this young generation today is taught how to survive life by getting the best of your job and the best of your salary. But we were not trained to be compasionate to one another. Society tells us to push harder but not love harder. But in the moment we have become old and gray, we ask ourselves, “What have we reaped?” Having a good position and name may give us a good medal that lasts for thirty years; but a umcompassionate and loveless character may leave us with nothing before we die.

We live for the moment. We ride a bus to work for the moment. But it is at such a moment that puts us to the test of having an eternal gift of love.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Tag Cloud

%d bloggers like this: