Today while on the way home, I was in the MRT. There were 2 couples, which I believe has down syndrome. They might have talked a little loudly in the MRT. No doubt it can be very annoying. However, they have made me realized what money can never buy for me. They showed me what love was, what is the meaning of being a friend, which I could never be.
I pray that, their lives would be better, because it is agonizing to see people like them, who are innocent and free from all evil, to suffer what man has to. I may not believe in any religion or sort, but I hope that whatever gods/deities that exist, may bless them with a good life.
What I've seen today tells me what I have, what I yearn for but can never get it.