this morning.
there was this blind man standing infront of me in the queue for 853
then. the bus came.
the very first thing that came into my mind was that..

"should i go help?"

felt utterly ashamed of myself. totally.
to actually asked that question.

it's not a everyday thing to meet up with situation whereby i'll have to actually help someone in need.
but little did i know that it had became a question whether to help or not.
what has the society turned me into?

i was reflecting on my own act during the bus trip.
is it right from the bottom of my heart? or is it for the sake of it that chers and mummy said so?
or worst still. is it due to fear of people seeing me as being apathetic?
and i realised.

i couldn't answer my own question.