Day's Saviour

Today I was just walking leisurely back home from my local supermarket, minding my own business. But suddenly, this lady appears a few steps ahead of me, yelling at the top of her lungs about something (the content is so rude that I will not write it on here). You can see from a distance that several people were already taking huge detours, keeping a 10m radius away from her and avoiding all eye contact.

Alas, it was already too late for me. I had unknowingly stepped within the 10m radius whilst I was daydreaming! So I hoped that she had not noticed me and casted my eyes downwards, quickly stepping away from her, trying to gain as much distance as I could from her. I know this might have been very horrible of me and very prejudiced, but I do think it's in human nature (and instincts) to step away from danger.

Unfortunately for me. The lady noticed me the instant my foot set within her boundaries, then quick as a flash, she was right in front of me, blocking my way and yelling louder than ever before. The contents of her yelling were somewhere along the lines of "Why don't you go look for your own man" (without all the swearing and rude content directed at me). I was too shocked to even react! I had done nothing to provoke her! And although I gave her no response at all, somehow she carried on yelling!

By this time, the people at the nearby bus station and the people passing by were all turning their heads to watch the commotion, presuming that I knew the lady and had some kind of dispute with her. Although I do not blame them for walking away and not doing anything to help (just like how I wanted to avoid trouble), but in those few moments, I suddenly felt so misunderstood and helpless that I felt like crying...but knowing that if I did cry, it would only make my situation look much worse. Yet, I did not want to yell back at the lady for I believed that she may have some kind of a psychiatric disorder, so it wasn't her fault. She must have gone through some traumatising experience to be pushed to such a mental state...I guess I pitied her.

Finally, after a few minutes a kind lady walked over and interrupted her yelling, she quickly walked away as though afraid of something and I was left looking stunned...maybe a little hurt. It really took all my will to not break down and cry, as it's really so easy for someone like me, who would cry while watching cartoons...I could only thank the lady with me eyes and body language, for words had fled me by this point, but really....Thank god she turned up!!!

After calming down and reflecting, it's really made me realise how one tiny small helping hand or a kind gesture can really save another person. I shall be reminding myself to try and do one good deed a day from now on, as a repayment to the kind lady who came to my rescue =)

What would anyone else have done in my situation?