I have decided to walk 5km beginning a km a day,the week of 23rd September to 29th September,it is wordpress health week. I am allowed to walk one km a day. With this in mind I left home this afternoon to get ready for the occasion. I need to get myself ready for the walk.I have started walking since yesterday.Today I got dressed for practice,I hardly walked a few yards, I noticed the bus stop. I changed my mind and wanted to go for a ride on the bus.Ten minutes later the bus arrived I happily got on.
Suddenly I remembered the prompt about people watching. Grand idea I told myself I’d have a swell time watching people boarding the bus. A few stops later 3 passengers got on.One was a woman in her thirties and two little kids aged four and five, the woman was a baby sitter. The four year old was blonde while the other one had dark curly hair. I’m not sure if they had ever boarded a bus,they were sweet with a big smile on their face and wide-eyed. It was a treat watching them. They were very well behaved and did whatever the sitter wanted them to do. After a few stops they got off.
Next I took another bus to get home. There were a bunch of happy people talking about blueberries,how many different ways it can be used. The bus driver was friendly and nice,he turned on the radio at full volume, some of the passengers were singing along including the driver. The bus route I normally take does not provide any kind of entertainment,this was a new experience for me.
It was soon time for me to get off which I did, I walked back home and made sure it was at least a kilometre . I felt good I was able to walk the 1km according to my plan.All in all I had a great time.
Once I bought a shoulder bag in a store in London,England. I took it home and was disappointed when the zipper broke as I tried to open it. I went to a store nearby to get it fixed. The store clerk asked me the date I purchased the bag. I told her yesterday, she seemed puzzled and told me I must take it back to the store. Back in Dhaka if this happens they refuse to admit they sold me a defective bag, replacing it is out of question.
Reluctantly I went back to the store. I stood in a corner of the luggage department. I hoped I’d see the man who sold the bag, after fifteen minutes I saw a different store clerk approaching me,he asked me did I need help. Quite hesitantly I showed him the bag,he took it from me and was taking quite long to return,I thought he will tell me he cannot take it back.
He apologized ,told me he could not find a similar bag,but he had one which was slightly larger. He was ready to refund my money.I was impressed and agreed to take the larger one and pay the difference. He was so polite, I wished the store clerks in Dhaka would take a refresher course in good manners from someone like him.
Emblem of University of Political and Moral Science (now renamed as Thammasat University), as appeared in the Royal Gazette (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
At age seven,we were given a book,the title was ,’Moral Science’,a subject in our school. As we were too young, we definitely failed to understand what we were supposed to learn. There were questions and answers and every day a period was devoted to this subject. We had exams and it was important to get hundred percent. I memorized the questions along with the answers and scored hundred percent every time.
The song ‘Che serra serra’ seems to remind me that somewhere, there is a similarity. Going back to moral Science,there was a question : Can Man Be Perfectly Happy? The answer was, Man Can Be Happy To Some Extent But Cannot Attain Perfect Happiness. We were unaware we were learning a very important fact of life.
Cruel as life is, we cannot ignore this truth. I sometimes sense there is a discrepancy here. The degree of unhappiness differs from person to person.Some are happier than others and why is it so. Who can answer this, perhaps those who are closer to God by their deeds. I certainly fail to qualify.
Is this question debatable,what do you think?