Traffic in Cebu is horrible. I am a daily commuter: double rides going from home to school, and vice versa. I always get stuck in traffic, especially during rush hours. The jeepneys are always crowded. Sometimes, I find myself sitting quietly there inside the jeepney, hugging my backpack and staring at the endless procession of vehicles and tired faces of people around me. It is normal for one to get annoyed and stressed especially if you just had a long day of work. One time as I looked on, a particular thought struck me: Each person inside that jeepney has somewhere to go to: a home, a family, a loved one, a friend. Each person has a story to tell. In fact, each person had many stories to tell.
Each one has a reason for being there. Probably, one person was in the midst of a fight with her boyfriend, heading back home after saying a cold goodbye to him. Probably, one person, with his earphones on and listening to music, was on his way to meet an old friend. Probably, one person, with all her grocery bags, was thinking how she’d make it to unload these bags off the jeepney. Probably, one person, busy on her phone, was trying to entertain herself from this slow ride. Probably, the jeepney driver was also thinking how he could have more trips if not only stuck in the heavy traffic. Probably, someone was also looking back at me that moment, wondering about the same thing.
No one could really guess the real reason why one person was actually there. Who could have guessed I was going to the mall that evening from school to dine out with myself because exams were over? No one.
None of us really can completely understand what is going on exactly in any person’s life at any given moment of time, let alone what that certain person has gone through in the past, what kind of person he was, what kind of person he has become, and what he is capable of doing.
I am living my world. They are living their own worlds, too. If only we become more aware of the other worlds existing aside from our world, we would not lose our world at all – but instead, we gain another one – a new one.
More understanding. Less judgments.
I am not sure if it is just me – or they are also thinking the same way. I looked at them in the eyes wondering if they also wonder – building a connection of my center to their centers.
Oh, deep thoughts, how you really love me.
littlemisadvencha is a Filipino Civil Engineer, M.S. student in Structural Engineering and a fur mom of four-legged babies. She writes about her experiences to inspire and educate.