A story about a hopeless son

IN THE UNDERPASS at Yishun MRT station a few regular buskers ply their stuff and a few elderly people try to sell you tissue papers. The buskers appear to be visually-challenged since all of them wear dark shades.

One of them is there every day from morn till night playing his harmonica. A huge collection box sits on a chair, and every now and then some kind soul would drop in some coins.

Tonight at about 9 pm he was still there. An old man beside me said to me, “This harmonica guy lives a few blocks away from here. He has a son who is very big size.”

Naturally I asked why the need to busk every day.

He replied, his voice tinged with anger, “His son doesn’t want to take care of him. That’s why he comes here every day from morning till now. You see what’s the time now, and he’s still at it. Very pitiful.”

“Hopeless son,” I said.

Is that why we see many elderly people toiling away as cleaners in Singapore? Because of children who neglect to look after their ageing parents?  What do you think?


4 Responses to “A story about a hopeless son”

  1. It’s the way of the west but I may be wrong here. Could be the the child’s upbringing.

    Have friends whose children never came home after they left for studies in other countries. One son became a medical doctor, never came back. Another received a PhD in Computer Science, never came home. And so the stories go.

    Not coming home is a problem but not providing is worse.

    What about those filial ones? Some children live with their parents forever and strangely enough, earn large incomes. Do they provide?

  2. I’m not too sure the readers here believe in the ideology, karma, or commonly known in a saying, “You reap what you sow.”

    For those children whom have neglected their parents after what their parents have done so much for them, trust me that it will be only a matter of time where they will truly face the wrath and fury of Karma. Their children will in turn do the same thing to give them a bitter taste of the same medicine that they had for their parents.

    Always look on the bright side, I’m very sure that they’re those who believe deeply in providing and ensuring the health and well being of their parents well taken care. Have faith.

    Take care & best regards

  3. Thank you Mr Lim and Mr Ezzy Chan for your insightful comments. One hears more and more of such stories where children abandon their parents once they are no longer dependent on them.

    To be fair, I don’t know whether to entirely believe what I was told by the old man who was beside me in the underpass but he was clearly distressed when he related how the harmonica-playing elderly man, whom I think is pushing 70, has been treated by his “big-size” son.

    Anyhow, when I use the underpass again I’ll have a different perspective.

    I’ll try to snap a picture to show you. Maybe caption it as “Is this your father?” Or can you think of anything better? Thanks.

  4. Is it a good idea? The ‘big-size’ son may look for you by tracing your blog and try to harm you.

    Best not to interfere. There may be other reasons why children leave their parents. Furthemore, the father may not like it as you step into dangerous ground.

    Two dollars for the old man next time you pass by.

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