bus-rides these days

As with most Singaporeans, I fight and jostle with the rush-hour crowd in the evenings.
The bus I take is usually 70-90% full by the time it reaches my bus-stop.

I got on yesterday and all priority seats were taken. I looked around at the people sitting on them.
A young schoolboy just stared back at me, a local lady averted her gaze, another lady was sleeping.
No hope there.

An old uncle. Also no hope.

An Indian man, from India and a working professional. Definitely no hope there. (I've observed that they tend to be more selfish and less gentlemanly. Is it because of their patriachal society?)

And then voila, a foreign worker gestured to me and gave his seat to me.

Thank you good man. May the Good Lord bless you.

I didn't know if he was from Sri Lanka or Bangladesh or India.

But he was the only one who gave up his seat to me.

Thank you again Sir.

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Bus rides these days.
A constant stress that I can't get a seat.
And a constant stress because I am too placid to ask for a seat myself.