Monday blues. Bloody blues. Not mine. A roadside girl's.

I was just doing my mundane stuff. Crossing that quiet road. Blasting my discman(my god! if ppl still use discs! nowadays I think I'm practically extinct). I didn't even take note of that couple. They looked normal enough. Like those young malay couple.

Until the girl turned tail & followed the guy around. She was aimless, only seeing him. I won't pass comments on the guy or the girl. I don't know the full story. I simply witness a part of the drama. Maybe a crucial part. Or maybe it's a replay. The guy seems pretty exasperated. He didn't shove nor ignore the girl though. She's pathetic in her plea but she's determine.

If you can ever imagine a crying desperate girl kneeling on sharp pebbles, you can jolly well imagine the turmoil she must be in. It's not an easy feat to simply throw all caution to the wind and shove your diginity aside. It takes alot to even break down in public, no matter how deserted it may be. I've never cried in public except when young. I've been slapped and shouted at. Initially the stares makes me an alien. Eventually I deal with it.

But kneeling to beg is an entirely different thing. It's a plea which may never reap an answer. To do it with buses of people staring at you, pedestrians ogling and taxis stopping to watch, it's not easy to simply ignore such scrutinity on your private issues. It means she ha sonly eyes for him I guess. Him & his acceptance which she won't ever have again.

It wasn't till I crossed to the other side then I noticed the taxi with the elderly couple inside. The lady looked like a carbon copy of the woman sitting in the cab. The drama intensified then. The guy had been polite all the way. He was at his wits end but he was polite nonetheless. Gradually the voices got louder & penetrates through my sound barrier. It escalated to a shouting match & I've walked off too far by then.

The drama unfolded even after I left I'm sure. But it leaves me wondering what had happened to warrant such a measure. There's no doubt she must have invested her all. Did the guy get tired of her? Or did she contribute to this end? Clingy? Possessive? Etc etc. Or was she traded in for a newer modle of love? Will they ever end up together? Or does it spell the end forever?

These questions will never be answered. Its a coincidence I stepped upon this drama. Now the ending is left to the imagination. Reflecting on the way it is, thinking about it practically, I hope she'll wake up and learn to respect herself. Even if they do patch up, it'll just fall apart again. He'll feel obligated and obligation has never been a positive contributing factor for constructive relationships.

But like I said. It's a roadside drama which I had no part in. It's a roadside girl's story.