May welcomed me unpleasantly. I was on my way to KLIA just hours ago. Boarded the bus at 1am, excited thinking about going back home. As scheduled, I should reach KLIA as early as 430am and my flight back is at 830am later.
But then at 230am, I started to be stuck in a massive jam on the highway on the way to the airport from Ipoh. I saw ambulance, fire trucks, police cars speeding pass us non-stop despite the jam. The driver told me something very bad must have had happened because even the fire trucks are here.
The lady behind me started whining about the jam and how she was going to be late for her flight to manila at 6am. I found her extremely annoying and I asked her to shut up. She even go to the extend of saying:"how bad could the accident be? 100 dead? just clean the road up we still need to go to the airport." I find the statement inhumane and very mean. I felt like slapping her but thanks God I was not overpowered by my temper at that moment. I just asked her to keep her voice low because it's very disturbing.
The traffic finally started moving bit by bit at 4am. All of us were looking outside of the window eagerly to see what had actually happened. I was hoping that it WAS NOT a fatal accident. I hate seeing people suffer and died. I just can't bear seeing how short life can be. But, as expected by the driver. A very bad accident. The bus got turn over, with people stuck in the bus. I saw how the firemen trying to pull them out from the overturn bus. I saw how the victims were lying on the floor, unconscious, bleeding.
I broke into tears.
They were in the bus. I was in the bus too. My feelings was indescribable, even till now. I cried for the victims. How fragile one life can be. In the same time, I thank God constantly for providing me with safe journey back home every single time.
Brevity of life. We should really be thankful and cherish for every second we are having how.
May the deceased rest in peace.