I'm the type of person who gets irritated easily when commuting, especially in the MRT, when it can get really packed and cramped. More often than not, I'd be wearing a frown on my face during these tight instances. It really gets annoying when people bump into me with their bags, or stand so close to me that I could feel their sweat from under their shirt.
One day I was on my way home. The MRT was almost full. When it reached the Cubao station, it immediately became full, almost overflowing. The following station, Santolan, a man came in bringing a big Goldilocks box and stood near the doors for lack of other options. I found it really annoying that he will bring such a big box to such a tight space. I started thinking to myself, "Ano ba naman. Ang sikip-sikip magdadala ng ganyang kahon." I saw him having a hard time with it as people enter and exit the train, so I thought, "Ayan kasi, magdadala dala ng ganyang kahon. E di nahirapan ka."
I tend to notice and get annoyed at little things like this. And I really was annoyed with this guy. Because, really, if I had a box that big, I wouldn't ride the MRT.
What I saw next, though, I wasn't ready for.
When passengers alighted at the Guadalupe station, a seat became available, and the man wisely went for the seat (although, as expected, he had a tough time going to the seat). The man sat down. I saw the top of the box. There was a candle that says "1" on it. It was a birthday cake for the first birthday of his child.
The moment I saw this, I felt so ashamed of myself. He wasn't a dumb commuter. He was a loving father. He probably took a part of his paycheck to buy the cake, since I think that was a payday. Based on looks, he doesn't make a whole lot. He probably was a factory worker earning just a little over minimum wage.
But despite this, he still found a way to buy something for his child's first birthday, a cake.
After all this, all the annoyance I was feeling was replaced by a heartwarming feeling. I looked at the man and I couldn't help but smile. He was doing a fatherly gesture for his child.
After this realization, I just prayed for him. I prayed to God to bless the man as he makes his way home to his child, to protect him from harm or any accident. And I also thanked the Lord for giving that child a wonderful blessing in the form of his/her father.