Fortune

I should’ve known when a small incident happened for no reason that the weekend is going to be hectic, but I think I’ve lost my edge and am too well grounded in my life that the sense of peace permeates all. I saw the incidents as nothing more than incidents.

Then someone jumped the metro and I was stuck in it for 30 minutes as I came home from a night of Formula 1 party in Downtown Crescent. As I sat there in the complete darkness of the tunnel, I observed how the fear of people feed on itself until the crowd almost lost control. Loud bangings, pepole shouting, asking what’s going on. People trying to lead and arguing against others trying to lead. Just when I was aobut to give in to fear, not of the unknown but from the crowd turning into a mob, the intercom resonated with a police officer’s radio. You can see everyone relieved at that sound. Suddenly, there’s peace again.

I learnt that, yes at a total power outage, the train’s broadcast system still works, it has an independent power source, but the intercomm power source to the train operator is connected to the main source, hence shut down. Even when the high voltage is on, there’s still a small concrete walkway you can step on to get to safety, but you have to be very careful not to touch other wires.

That’s only a small tip of iceburg. I have to rescue my roomate from Romania custom. Sigh…