ACE On Board A Crowded Train

Finally I reached Little India MRT station. When the train finally reached the station, I squeezed wearily into the train carriage. As usual, at seven in the evening, during peak hours, the train was packed like sardines and I felt a leather bag kept rubbing against my shoulders. There was also a sweet perfume smell lingering in the air. Inside the train, the scene that greeted me was normal and common. The reserved seats that were meant for the handicapped, elderly and pregnant were occupied by those "normal" people and they were all "pre-occupied" with doing stuffs like "sleeping" or listening to music from their MP3s or handphones, with their earphones jammed into their ears. There were also other students standing at a corner of the carriage talking about their teachers and cursing them loudly in front of everyone. Also, there were many passengers standing in front of the seats waiting for an empty seat and rushing at them whenever they see one. Looking at the seats, I really wanted to sit down and rest my exhausted legs but there were no empty seats at all. I heaved a sigh and continued standing, waiting for my stop to arrive.