Today on my way home from school (yes I was slack and took the bus, and yes I was slack and walked home from the bus stop), I did something disgusting. I saw this old woman, her hair mostly white with age, panting and catching her breath as she had just climbed a flight of stairs with like 8 baggy plastic bags. She had the plastic bags all around her arms and was resting her body weight on the railing at the top of the stairs, her face giving a pained expression. I was going in the opposite direction, and well knew that she had ahead of her at least another 3 of the same kind of stairs. I was empty handed. And I just walked on, ignoring her plight. No, I wasn't in a rush. Maybe the only rush I was in was to get back to the comforts of home?

I think this is what sin is all about. Being able bodied and choosing NOT to do the right thing. There seriously were no excuses and I don't know why I had this great indifference DESPITE knowing it was wrong. I think I am a person who only learns through punishment, and because no one has ever deemed such behaviour of mine a crime, I subconciously choose to ignore it... Or was it consciously? Sigh. Some lightning bolt should strike me next time and maybe when I'm half paralysed I will realise what a blessing it is to be able to walk up the stairs. Actually it's not too hard, any oblivous / distracted car driver on the road will do. Hmmmm....

Isn't it just so disgusting that able bodied athletes spend literally thousands of hours and millions of joules of energy every year just doing useless, selfish work to improve their own bodies? Imagine if everyone of us actually put our efforts to do something more constructive... Hmmm, but well it is the same argument as how the rich spend millions of dollars on themselves just to pursue individual pleasures with the full knowledge that sometimes a few dollars can make a difference to the needy. Well I think it boils down to how we have the right to choose how we spend our resource simply because we have legitimate ownership of it..... But from a like communal (or is it communist?) perspective it seems so wrong.

Ok ok, well training isn't exactly totally useless... It helps to keep one occupied, and in the long run it keeps us healthy and more sane. So well even though we move like metal blocks up and down during gym and our own bodies all over the place for the purpose of tiring out ourselves, there are afterall those unseen benefits I guess...

I wonder why the old woman had to carry so many bulging plastic bags. Some form of karang guni I guess.