It has been almost a month I take Commuter Line and frankly it still amazes me how we are so "understanding" with the inconvenience. I have to take the CL to other destination first just to get a seat because when the train arrives in the station where I'm located, it's already difficult to enter, especially with this "voluminous" body. And not everyone is gladly offering her seat to pregnant lady. Some stare and just close their eyes, even purposely ignore (Come on, woman, can't you see the protruding belly right in front of your nose? You saw me! And you are a woman, you know how uneasy this phase is). You know what, sometimes I ask directly to the ladies to get me a seat he he. And the chance of getting sour face is 50-50. That's why I decide to do the "go to other direction strategy" so I can get a seat without troubling anyone. The fact is, there are special seats for pregnant ladies, elders, mom with kids and handicapped people. When get to that seat I bluntly ask for a seat, because it is my right, if I may say that. The funny thing is, the doors to those seats don't have any additional step to enter or exit, and some train stations still have low platform. So, if I have to exit from that nearest door, the platform is so far below that sometimes I have to sit first on the train floor just to get my feet on the ground. Otherwise I couldn't reach it. Normal ladies just jump. I couldn't, or the baby will be delivered right on the spot...
Huff...
Friday, April 27, 2012
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Commuter Liner
So, it has been a week since I move to my new (rented) house. It has also been a week I take Commuter Line (local train) to go back and forth from house to work. Not like what I imagine, the nice comfortable train where we can sit back and relax, read something or have a chat or just observe the surrounding while wait for the train to arrive, it is so the opposite! It's a full pack of people who squeeze in and get stuck like sardines. And we have to deal with it every working day. I really wonder what happen to public service. Can at least the railway authority add some coaches in certain working hour or add the frequency of the schedule. It is not humane to live like that, man. Especially for certain people, such as elders, handicap people, pregnant ladies or women with little children. For this time being, I still get the privilege to sit (thank you, kind people), but sometimes it is hard to get one when you can't even move.
Or when people who sit are "sleeping" (or can I say pretending to sleep), or busy with their cellphone that they do not see around, just stuck their faces to the gadget. Yes, I observe some people choose to ignore others by playing busy with their gadget mode or sleep mode. Perhaps they think that it is already hard for them to get the seat, why bother give it to others? It's a jungle, man, whatever it takes to survive.
But, there are still some considerate people, I never loose hope on that, who are willing to help others or at least assist the one who needs to get a better place/spot. Let's be that kind of person.
Anyway, I will tell you the special first day working with CL. It is unforgettable. I took the train at 07.14, which I thought vacant enough, and there I was, stood up in amazement to see how many people were lining up in the platform. I wondered how I could get in. I actually could, but not for long because the wave of more people would come in the next station. A lady advised me not to stand up, asking someone to give me a seat, or my protruding belly be squeezed like a lemonade. And she was right. As soon as I got the seat, here went the people like the school of sardines, making no more space. It's crazy.
Going back in the afternoon was the same case. Moreover it was raining like cats and dogs, with big thunder included. I brought the umbrella but it is not significant at all to keep the body dry. And the station, and the street were flooded by the fast current of the water. A motorcycle was even sank to the gutter because the rider could not see any gutter, it was completely full of water. From the railway station I took angkot. Unfortunately, it didn't run well since the water hit the engine and it broke down couple of time. And when I arrived at home, in wetter condition than before, the electricity went out, which is just wonderful because I have no candle or flashlight yet. Just great.
So, the conclusion of my first experience was wet, bloating, tired to the bone, dark like in the cave but hot like burning stove. Such a happy day...
Or when people who sit are "sleeping" (or can I say pretending to sleep), or busy with their cellphone that they do not see around, just stuck their faces to the gadget. Yes, I observe some people choose to ignore others by playing busy with their gadget mode or sleep mode. Perhaps they think that it is already hard for them to get the seat, why bother give it to others? It's a jungle, man, whatever it takes to survive.
But, there are still some considerate people, I never loose hope on that, who are willing to help others or at least assist the one who needs to get a better place/spot. Let's be that kind of person.
Anyway, I will tell you the special first day working with CL. It is unforgettable. I took the train at 07.14, which I thought vacant enough, and there I was, stood up in amazement to see how many people were lining up in the platform. I wondered how I could get in. I actually could, but not for long because the wave of more people would come in the next station. A lady advised me not to stand up, asking someone to give me a seat, or my protruding belly be squeezed like a lemonade. And she was right. As soon as I got the seat, here went the people like the school of sardines, making no more space. It's crazy.
Going back in the afternoon was the same case. Moreover it was raining like cats and dogs, with big thunder included. I brought the umbrella but it is not significant at all to keep the body dry. And the station, and the street were flooded by the fast current of the water. A motorcycle was even sank to the gutter because the rider could not see any gutter, it was completely full of water. From the railway station I took angkot. Unfortunately, it didn't run well since the water hit the engine and it broke down couple of time. And when I arrived at home, in wetter condition than before, the electricity went out, which is just wonderful because I have no candle or flashlight yet. Just great.
So, the conclusion of my first experience was wet, bloating, tired to the bone, dark like in the cave but hot like burning stove. Such a happy day...
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