helping hand

at ktm batu tiga. i was waiting for ibu to fetch me. she called and said that she'll be late. so i sat down and checked my hand phone. then i saw this old indian man trying to figure out how to use the ticket machine. like always, they always close the counter and the excuse is 'praying' for like an hour. like pfft. at first i didn't want to help him because i'm a bit shy when it comes to stranger. then i saw him struggling to use the machine. everyone was like staring at him, and put on those ugly weird faces. i kept fidgeting whether to help him or not. then i felt bad and walk towards him.

me; *in malay, encik nak pergi mana?
him; i want to go to klang
me; oh, but this machine only use coins sir.
       come, lets use this machine

so i pressed the buttons and helped him put the RM1 and 60cents in the machine slot. gave the ticket to him and went back to my sit and wait for my mum. but then he doesn't know how to put the ticket in. and i walked towards him again. helped him to put in the ticket and told him where to wait for the train. he smiled at me. it was priceless. it felt so good to help someone who needs help. i'm happy to give out a helping hand^^