What a Jinx.

It never crossed my mind to witness these incidents on such a good day yesterday - daddy's birthday and dumpling festival.

My heart stopped that instant when i heard the small explosion "bong!". I wanted to carry on walking towards the supermarket when I heard a loud shriek "Ah!". Being a kaypoh Malaysian, I brisk walked to where the shriek came from. "OMG!" A man was seen lying on the road, bleeding and crying in pain. I called the ambulance instantly. As much as I wanted to accompany the old man and comfort him, he was already surrounded by kind souls who took care of him. I then, did my grocery shopping and had dinner there as well.[Oh by the way, it was a hit-and-run accident, I was so angry with that heartless driver whilst having my dinner. Hmmph!]

My heart thumped once more when I saw a number of police cars surrounding my apartment as I walked back. "What now?" My first thought was, maybe someone jumped to death. A staff at Watsons made her clarification voluntarily when I merely smiled at her, "no, Jaya One collapsed."

Jaya One shopping mall, one of the earliest landmarks in Selangor, which even existed when my dad was studying in KL years ago, collapsed and it is situated right next to my apartment. I couldn't believe it when all I could see was a huge mess of and firefighters fighting to rescue the stranded ones inside. It was freaking chaotic and meriah at my apartment. It was also my first time seeing so many police, firemen, rescue team and reporters gathered together performing individual roles.

What made it worse when I had to hold myself back from calling my parents to share this breaking news as they were enjoying an Italian dinner prior to my dad's big day. I felt like the worst gossiper when I managed to blah all out to my mum finally, at 9:30pm.

It was however interesting, when such incidents happen, strangers who are so not your friends, actually take a glance at you, forcing a smile on their face, wanting to share what happened, what they observed. If only, Malaysians are that friendly everyday. Residents in my apartment too, became friendly and each shared every posssible precious detail they grasped from someone else. What made me want to puke when this resident told me, the first dead victim the firemen managed to pull out had shrunk to a baby size figure. I think what he meant was, the upper torso and the lower part may have been disattached and hence, the size of a baby. Eeeww.

And yes, I had a nightmare that night.