the battle of ikan bilis and SHIT

was taking the train this morning.. as usual.. tired and feel like sleepin... think pig this nickname slowly seems to be suitable... anyway... ya.. was in the train.. sitting right at the corner.. who knows.. seconds later.. an overwhelming smell spread rapidly in the whole cabin... everyone started to do the same action. use a finger to pinch their nose..

did i smell correctly? its S.H.I.T.. a seat away, is a mum carry her baby ger... think the ger ger poo poo.. haha.. slowly, the smell became unbearable.. was ponderin whether to leave my seat.. seems impolite and not understanding enuff.. before i had the time to think, the person who sit besides me can tahan no longer.. he left his seat... and another man who came in from tanjong pagar came in and sit beside mi...

Is he a saviour or a destroyer? haha... he was carrying a big bag of dunno ikan bilis or cuttlefish.. seems to be more like the former one... and the two smells starts to battle... neutralising each other... and for that few minutes.. everyone in da cabin started to be back to norm... who knows shit left... but ikan bilis stayed... and was right beside mi... hehe... think i smelt so much like i just went to the market.. however, was grateful that the smell wasn't that bad after all..

recently, have been observing alot on the mrt train.. thot that things happening in the train is so interesting... people from all walks of life get together in the same cabin... people with different characters and looks... guys and gals... old and young... interesting....

was observing this dad who was carrying another little ger.. shes soooo cute... sleeping peacefully within the arms of her dad... felt safe and protected.... the way the dad took care of her... pad her to sleep... adjusting her shirt and shorts so that she will not zhou guang... caress her delicate face and legs.... feels so xin fu... had been wondering how my dad actually took care of mi when i was young... have this very vague memory abt my childhood... did my dad took extra care to take care of me... is he that gentle? i think so... hee.. this is what i call real love in this world... everywhere is full of love... its whether if you are bothered to look for it..