Why do we love?

An incident happened today that reminded me of another incident that happened on tues. On tues, I was taking 975 to CCK and was sitting with a friend. When the bus reached its destination, a malay couple beside us got up first and headed to alight from the bus. And something on the seat caught my eye. It was a handphone pouch with a handphone inside it(duh!). I quickly took it and returned it to the couple. It belonged to the malay guy. The malay woman thanked me profusely, while her husband seemed nonchalant about the whole matter, and sad to say not even a word of thanks from him. Damn man.

Never mind. Today was at KAP MacDonalds for tuition with Julia, and well, there were a bunch of NJ students sitting opposite us. When they left, I noticed a Guess purse on one of the trays. Once again, I quickly took it, ran down the stairs and returned it to the girl. She said thanks and they all walked off as if it was nothing. I was thinking, wow, great appreciation. Of course i didn't do it for the reward or whatever. It was just a natural instinct. Take it and return it. But shouldn't people have more appreciation for these kinds of acts? It would feel nice to be appreciated once in a while. Maybe they are too oblivious, maybe they're too caught up in their minute world of friends and self. I don't know. Maybe.

Tmr heading to queensway with the guys. Collecting our jerseys. Can't wait.