Tremors
Did you feel it? I sure did, while sitting in front of the laptop. I thought it was just me not feeling well and the headache's acting up. Little did I know that it was tremors, until Mel called and told me that she's freaking out and asked for prayer. We said a little prayer. I watched the news bulletins that followed.
People rushed out of their homes after feeling the tremors, gathering at the foot of their buildings. Whereas blur ol' me just continued working on my laptop, with nary a thought that something so serious has just happened off Indonesia.
Am I taking life for granted? This safe and secure life in Singapore? That there's nothing to fear, for the HDB block I'm living in is structurally sound, that an incident like that of Hotel New World will never again occur in Singapore? That when I hear the fire alarm go off repeatedly while I'm in the cinema, I had only raised my brow, sat up and looked around and seeing no staff coming in to alert the patrons, assumed that it was alright to stay put in my seat while I finish watching Spiderman 3? (Though I must admit it kinda spoilt the cinematic experience.)
Have I mistook people's preservation instincts for paranoia? Am I too nonchalant? Are we too nonchalant? Cause this reminds me of a fire that broke out in Takashimaya a few years ago, where a restaurant manager told a dishwashing lady to continue her work, even as people were being evacuated from the building. Have we placed work/plans/play above the value of our lives?
I'm afraid that one day, I might pay for this with my life.
People rushed out of their homes after feeling the tremors, gathering at the foot of their buildings. Whereas blur ol' me just continued working on my laptop, with nary a thought that something so serious has just happened off Indonesia.
Am I taking life for granted? This safe and secure life in Singapore? That there's nothing to fear, for the HDB block I'm living in is structurally sound, that an incident like that of Hotel New World will never again occur in Singapore? That when I hear the fire alarm go off repeatedly while I'm in the cinema, I had only raised my brow, sat up and looked around and seeing no staff coming in to alert the patrons, assumed that it was alright to stay put in my seat while I finish watching Spiderman 3? (Though I must admit it kinda spoilt the cinematic experience.)
Have I mistook people's preservation instincts for paranoia? Am I too nonchalant? Are we too nonchalant? Cause this reminds me of a fire that broke out in Takashimaya a few years ago, where a restaurant manager told a dishwashing lady to continue her work, even as people were being evacuated from the building. Have we placed work/plans/play above the value of our lives?
I'm afraid that one day, I might pay for this with my life.