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Take it slow

This morning, we were stuck in a jam for about half an hour due to an accident near aye.
I was getting irritated because well, since when jams are fun? Especially when you're in a cab.
When we were finally cleared and near the accident area, I realised a motorbike was down at the junction and someone's dead.

My heart dropped.
I'd rather be stuck in the jam for hours and pay for it than to see someone dead.
I always feel more for these bikers because my dad rides.
Their lives are indeed more vulnerable on the road. Worse when it rains.

Again, I wonder why.
Why do people not cherish life and drive or ride recklessly? - I don't know exactly whose fault it was or what happened but someone must have done something 'wrong' to cause an accident, no?
Why do we allow ourselves to get so impatient and irritated at times?
Haven't we learnt that a delay may sometimes save our lives? Like the people who were late for work and didn't get killed in the 911 incident. Like people who missed the flight and escaped a plane crash.
Have we yet again forgotten to slow down a little, enjoy the things and appreciate the people around us?

Maybe, as crazy as it sounds, personal transport should be banned and everyone has to go with public, ha.

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