My life had been quite colorful lately. Some were bitter, and some were quite sweet to be tasted but somehow, most of them manage to leave such an impact to my life. You might be wondering (or not) , what is the relation between the title and my life? Well here's the story..
Last Thursday, as I was planning to get back to my hometown, I requested for an Uber driver to send me from my college to the nearest lrt station. I could actually just walk from my college but with two heavy bags and the road was still wet due to the rain, I'm quite lazy to do so.
A problem started when the driver suddenly rejected me and Uber tried it's best to get me another driver. It's not a long wait for me to get another driver so I waited for him to arrive and I needed him to call me when he arrive. Basically, my college has four entrance so grabbing an Uber is always a confusion as I need their guide to which entrance I should go.
The Uber apps stated that my driver had arrived and it's weird for me that he didn't call at all. I tried to reach his number and that's when I realized that my phone couldn't detect the umobile's signal, As it's impossible for me to reach him, I decided to restart my phone, hoping that it could detect the line but again, it failed. I decided to format my phone, afraid that my phone was making it's grump and ended up walking to the lrt station.
Right after I got onto the bus to Seremban, my phone finished it's work of re-formatting but again, I'm disappointed as it's still could not detect any signal. That was when I knew that my life was in trouble. I couldn't get in touch with my sister or mother and only if I had a wifi signal,I could alert her about my targeted time of arrival. Too bad that none of these buses to Seremban and the terminal bus did not provide any wifi facility.
When I arrived Seremban, I immediately search for a public phone and guess what? The phone didn't function well and the only option left for me, was to ask anyone for a help. Being an introvert, it's not an easy task for me. I approached someone around my age, explaining to her about my phone's condition and asking if she could lend me her phone for a while, only to call someone to pick me up but all I received was a weird stare and statement claiming she didn't has any credits.
Okay, I started to feel bitter but not giving up. I tried to approach another girl, probably 17 or 18 y/o and again, she gave me an afraid stare and answered, "Maaf la, mak ayah saya tak bagi.."
I politely made my move and that was when my tears started to burst. All I need was a single phone call, even if anyone didn't trust me, just a single help would be helpful. I tried to calm myself for a while and tried to approach another lady, this time, with tears still rolling on my cheeks.
"Assalammualaikum kak.. Boleh tak saya nak pinjam phone kejap, saya nak call ayah, bagitau saya dah sampai je.."
"Ya Allah boleh dik..Nah phone akak.. Call je.."
Hearing her words, my tears fell heavily and thanked her.. To my shocking, she even moved a bit further when I'm dialing my father, leaving her trust to me. When I returned her phone, she tried to make a conversation with me and as the silence came between us, she left me alone, going to one of the shop nearby. I'm still in emotional, waiting for my father when the lady approached me with a smile and giving me a bottle of Calpis. "Nah, akak belanja awak.. Akak balik dulu.."
To the lady, thank you so much kak. You had leave such a big impact in my life.
This incident made me realized a thing and came out with an idea. We are living in a society where people are being skeptical with strangers. There's nothing wrong with being careful, but maybe just a little help would leave a wonderful meaning to them. If you're afraid of being scam, and if someone needs help in terms of lending your phone, you could just call the person that they need to contact for them or, letting them to speak via loudspeaker would just be wonderful.