I was driving along Balestier Road after I left the hospital that evening. The traffic along the 3-lane street was moving along slowly, until the first 2 lanes came to a standstill. I glanced out of the window and saw an attractive young lady standing by the side of the road. Sensing that she was about to dash across the road, I averted my eyes to my right and realised that the traffic on the 3rd lane was still moving.
In a split second, I saw her sprinting across the road without stopping and OMG, she was knocked down by a van! Wham! She fell on the road. Some pedestrains helped her to the centre divider where I saw her crouching in pain. It really wasn't the driver's fault for she came without warning and it would be highly impossible to avoid hitting her. I drove off but the vision of her falling to the ground stayed with me all the way home.
When I see accidents like this, the first thing I think about is the kids. What if they are so reckless on the roads? I read about fatal accidents in the papers almost everyday. Sometimes, a young life gets snuffed out all because of a second of carelessness. Other times, they're just unlucky to meet reckless drivers.
These days, I see lots of elderly folks in the hospitals. It's only natural that people become vulnerable and weak as they age but I'm often overwhelmed by a sense of sadness knowing that my strong and able parents will one day become old and weak. It is on days like this that I wish they are immortal.
Funny though, I have never thought about what I'll be like in my old age when I become weak and helpless. Will I feel frustrated if I can't do the things I enjoyed anymore or worse still, can't remember the faces of my loved ones... Oh, I don't really want to think about it now... I don't really want to admit that I'll age one day. I'll just wing it when the time comes...